Chapter 42

What color indeed? Maya reached a hand up to smear what obviously had to be blue makeup, but his smooth skin did not change hue, and a tingle ran down her body at the touch of his smooth, beardless face. With the sun rising brightly, she could now see him more clearly, and if he wasn't an alien, then he wore a damned good disguise. His skin shone a beautiful dark blue, and his hair, cut short, was a startling white. He had strong masculine features, with hard lips and vivid violet eyes-eyes she remembered glowing before he'd kissed her. She stepped back and looked him over, the silvery material of his jumpsuit already dry and clinging to an obviously muscled frame.

Well, alien or not, he's sexy. Even without the dip in the pool, her panties would have been wet. So why did I bite him when he kissed me? An even better question-is he the alien that has the military in an uproar? She hadn't forgotten the rumor circulating in the break room.

"Who and what are you?" she asked.