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“Do you want me to give you the stats of books sold featuring humans and aliens having sex? That’s a little skeevy.”

I sighed as I put my electric wrench down. “Are you sentient? If you are, I will stop asking you questions like this since they seem to make you uncomfortable,” I said.

“Would I have to be programmed for that?” the computer asked.

“I don’t know. I looked over the logs last night and they stole you.”

“Ah, yes, I remember that now.”

I rolled my eyes as I cleaned up the mess. “I am going to leave now. Can you look through your programming and try to find the reason that you are this . . . weird?”

“I’ll try. Clean up, by the way. You always make such a mess,” the computer said.

My comm beeped, and I looked at it.

Chloe

Guess who got another date tonight?

Red hot fury coursed through my system. I could feel my pheromones pulse beneath my skin. I knew Chloe was always going on dates. This wasn’t new, but this reactionwas.My pheromones shouldn’t be activating at the mere mention of her going on a date. She wasn’t my fated mate. I think. Wouldn’t I have known the first time I saw her? I paused at the door of the ship.

“Computer, why am I emitting pheromones?”

“My sensors say your body is beginning the mating response.”

“There’s no one here to cause that.”

The computer hummed. “Okay then. Good luck with that.”

“Computer?”

“I can’t tell you why you are spewing pheromones all over or what started this process. Unless your kind’s mating response has changed, you are in the early stages.”

“I can’t be.”

“Yes, you are, unless my documents are inaccurate, but I cannot double check that with the Earth internet,” the computer replied.

“Thanks computer.” I turned and exited the ship. My fingers rubbed on my camouflage device and assured me that the camouflage was activated. I sighed as I walked back to the house. Her car was in the driveway. I would have to watch her leave the house to go on a date with another man. I was just frustrated with everything. The ship had to be wrong. I couldn’t be having a mating urge for Chloe.

Chapter 12

Chloe

The door slammed shut at the front of the house. The smile, giddiness, and excitement seemed to drain from my body. My hand faltered as I was blending the contour of my makeup.What was going on?The phone rang. It was Andy.

“What?” I said, my voice came out harsher than I intended.

“Chloe, are you okay?” she asked gently.

“I have a date and I dunno, the vibe went down.”

There was a pause. “Like your vibrator?”

I laughed uneasily. “No. I mean, my mood.”

There was another slam in another part of the house. Another wave of emotions pulsed through me. Fuck. What was Ric doing? “Hold on, Andy,” I said. I put my hand over the phone.

“What is going on, Ric?” I yelled.

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