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Tiffani
Engel Steen was an ass. A pompous, self-righteous, misogynistic, narcissistic—the list went on and on—ass. He would fit in perfectly on Earth. Hadn’t males like him been the reason why I’d left Earth in the first place?
“Tiffani, my dear, I am so very pleased to hear of your good fortune. I am sure you are eager for the commander to return home to you.” He lifted the delicate cup to his lips and beamed at me like I was his favorite f*****g daughter, the brightest star on the planet, the luckiest, happiest girl around.
If I hadn’t known the truth, I would have believed every f*****g word. The guy deserved an Academy Award. Keeping revulsion from my face would earn me one of my own.
“Thank you, Councilor.”
“Please, dear, we’re family. Call me cousin, or Engel.” He reached fo
