Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47569 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47569 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Ava has it all. Great job. Great friends. Great apartment. She’s also got a body men drool over, and she knows it. She’s a little-black-dress, high heels, perfect makeup kind of gal. She’s pretty bored with her life though, so who cares if a trip to Club Zoom finds her chosen by an Eleadian male?
As a science fiction author, Ganrax spends his days sequestered in his office. He hasn’t had much of a social life for years. It’s time to make changes, starting with procuring a mate, someone who will liven things up and bring him out of his shell.
Ava’s heart nearly beats out of her chest when her best friend is instantly chosen by one of the tallest men she’s ever seen. In a near panic, it takes her a while to realize Mia isn’t the only one of them who will be leaving Earth tonight. The blond giant blocking Ava from getting to her friend is also sucking the oxygen out of the room, and when he touches her, she knows her life is about to undergo a drastic change.
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Chapter One
Ava
“Good evening, ladies. Is this your first time at Club Zoom?”
I smile broadly at the doorman and pull my shoulders back. “Yes. Uh, you’re not one of them, are you?” Surely this guy isn’t one of the Eleadian men I’ve heard so much about. I mean I assume the rumors about them being huge and over seven feet could be exaggerated, but this guy is average height and build.
He chuckles. “One of the Eleadians? No.” He holds out his hand. “IDs please. And I’ll need a credit card or something else official with your name on it.” His brow furrows as he glances at my friend Mia.
I glare at him. “Do not insult my friend. Yes, she’s over twenty-one. We’re both twenty-four. We’re grown adults with college degrees, and we’re gainfully employed. Don’t judge a book by its cover.” I pull out my ID and credit card and hand them to him.
He smirks. “Just doing my job, ma’am. If you’re not over twenty-one, you can’t enter this establishment.”
“Well, we are,” I retort.
Mia rolls her eyes. “I can speak for myself, you know.” She opens her tiny pink purse and pulls out her ID and credit card.
The guy hands mine back to me. “My name is John. I’m always here at the entrance. If you have any problems, you come find me or speak to a bartender.” He scrutinizes Mia’s ID next, looking back and forth between her and the ID several times.
Mia sighs as she reaches into her purse and pulls out a folded piece of paper. I know it’s her birth certificate. She carries it around just in case anyone gives her a hard time.
We may be the same age, but we don’t look anything alike. I’m tall, tanned, and well-endowed. I have thick waves of brown hair, and I can work a club scene with perfect makeup, a tight black dress, and tall heels.
Mia is, well, the opposite. I would never judge her. She’s my best friend. I love her. But she’s Little, and she doesn’t hide it. Even though I convinced her to accompany me tonight, she didn’t alter her style in the least. She’s wearing a short pink baby-doll dress, pink ballet flats, and little pink bow clips in her hair. She’s a true redhead with pale skin and freckles.
I have to hand it to her; she’s brave. But it’s no wonder this guy doesn’t believe she’s old enough to enter the club.
He finally hands her ID, credit card, and birth certificate back and points to the table behind him. “Take a seat, grab a clipboard, read the fine print.” He lifts a brow. “All of it. Every word. You need to sign the last page and initial all the other pages.”
“No problem.” I grab Mia’s arm, and we rush past John to find two spots at the table. As soon as we’re out of hearing range, I whisper to her, “Sheesh, they really are strict about the entrance.”
She pulls out a chair and sits. “They have to be, Ava. They can’t take any risks. You do realize one of the men might choose you and take you back to his planet, and I’ll never see you again.”
I chuckle. “Like that would ever happen. Do you know how many people come here every night and how often someone is selected? It’s like a gajillion to one odds, and besides…” I shrug, “…maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.”
“Seriously, Ava. You can’t just up and leave me here on Earth,” she jokes. “Who would pay your half of the rent? No one else understands me like you do. I’d never be able to replace you as a roommate. So, let’s not let that happen, ’kay?”
I sigh dramatically. “Wouldn’t it be fun, though? Moving to another planet?”
“Uh, no. That sounds awful,” Mia tells me. She points toward my clipboard. “Read.”
I tip my head and consider just initialing every page and signing the last. I mean who reads these things anyway? No way all these women do. Nobody reads the fine print of long documents. It’s too boring.
I flinch when two male hands flatten on the table across from us, and I look up to find John leaning over the table. “There will be a quiz afterward, ladies.” He nods toward the document.
“Seriously?” He looks serious.
“Yes, ma’am.” He shoves off the table and wanders to talk to another group of ladies.
“Surely he’s kidding,” I grumble.
“I don’t think so.” Mia nods toward the women John is now talking to. He has collected all their waivers, and he is literally quizzing them.
“Shit,” I mutter as I dip my head and start skimming.
Five minutes later, he’s back. He takes our waivers and looks them over before returning his gaze to us. “Do you understand the risks involved in entering Club Zoom?”
“Yes.” I’m not going to be snarky with John. I don’t want him to kick us out before we’ve even had a chance to see a single hot guy.