Strange Love (Galactic Love, #1)

by Ann Aguirre

Whatever, she didn’t care that he had patterns in jade, gold, and azure. At this point, she would slap a nun for a ham sandwich.

I’m at alien Costco.

Adrenaline kicked in—fight or flight—and with both nestlings screeching in her ears, she reacted, kicking the climber in the skull with all her might. As the combatant fell, she shouted, “This is Sparta!” Because obviously.