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He reacted with a crying laughing face.
More like grumpy aura. I've been told I should smile more.
I rolled my eyes.
I hate that BS. You should feel however you feel.
Oh, I do. But a smile here and there would probably help my secretary stop pissing her pants every time she comes into my office to talk to me.
I laughed.
Oooh, now I'm intrigued. You know I'm going to be up all night trying to figure out what you look like.
Not interesting enough to lose sleep over, I promise you.
Smiling, I settled down into my pillow realizing that no matter what he said, I wasn't going anywhere so long as Mr. Horns kept talking to me.
He was sweet.
Sweet enough that that syrupy feeling filled my chest and the smile fixed permanently onto my face.
Oh my god. I was developing a crush, and I didn't even know what the guy looked or sounded like.
I was ridiculous.
Oh well.
I'm intrigued. Tell me everything about you. Starting with your arrival on earth.
He reacted with another laughing face but didn't argue with my request.
Chapter Four
SAL
Ugh, Mondays.
I looked down at my phone, unable to suppress a smile.
It's Thursday.
Ah, yes. I just haven't been getting much sleep lately. Wonder why.
Yeah, I wonder.
I was grinning now because the extra-large coffee on my desk said it all. We'd stayed up nearly all night talking again. That made three nights in a row.
I now knew pretty much everything aboutCityboy, except of course what he looked like.
He was in his late twenties, had grown up in the suburbs, had an addiction to the mochas from Cafe Boheme, which happened to be just down the street. Single for two years but was taking a break after the “incident” with the scaley green alien with the fangs in unfamiliar places.
I chuckled remembering the story even though I shouldn't.
I was late again today but I don't think anyone important noticed.
You have a really good excuse if anyone asks.
What? That I stayed up late talking to a mysterious alien about the pros and cons of sex on a first date?
