“Fuck!” Jake turned to Trayon.“Who did you invite?”

“My squad. They are due leave time and wanted to visit a human bar.”

“How wonderful.” Through the open doors, I watched as glittering blue lights filled the parking lot. When they vanished six Askole warriors stood there. “Sightseeing Askole warrior. Can we say trouble with a capital T?”

“Understatement of the year,” Jake said, tapping on his bracelet.

“Calling for reinforcements?”

“Hell, yeah. When an Askole warrior gets drunk he is impossible to control. Six? You’re looking at Armageddon.”

Trayon’s warriors marched up to the bar and let loose with a bunch of guttural grunts and clucking.

Billy Bob stared at them in horror. “I don’t speak alien.”

“Tell the puny human my warriors want Datol,”Trayon said.

I rolled my eyes. “Gee Billy Bob, what do you think they want?”

“Dunno. Could be vodka, rum, whisky or bourbon.”

“They want beer. Just beer,” Jake snapped.

“I don’t take no funny money either.”

I grabbed the reluctant bartender by the shirt front. “Are you deliberately trying to piss me off?”

“No, ma’am,” Billy Bob gulped.

“Good. Get them their beer.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Suddenly the perfect bartender, Bill Bob served the warriors.

Jake stiffened as a sleek, black shuttle landed on the roadway and fifteen Coletti warriors in full battle armor filed down the ramp.

“Gotta admit, that was quick.”

“They aren’t my reinforcements. That’s Drax, Keyan’s father, and some of his like-minded friends.”

I cocked an eyebrow. “The ones who think only full-blooded Coletti warriors deserve Earth females?”

“Yep and Drax is furious with Zarek for sentencing Keyan to fifty years of hard labor on Vesta,” Jake said.

“The idiot’s about to join him there.”

“If he survives. You’re mine and no one touches you.”

Jake was serious and I didn’t know if I should be offended or flattered. “Okey-dokey.” I eyed the Coletti warriors marching toward us. When outnumbered, a smart woman used available resources. I linked with Trayon.“See those Coletti warriors out there?”

“I do.”

“They’re here to stop you and your warriors from getting a Dragos female. What are you going to do about that?”

Trayon bellowed a terrifying battle cry and charged out the door.

Roaring their war cries, his squad zoomed after him.

“I like the way you think,” Jake commented.