Page 54 of Xefe
“Ow! I didn’t know. I keep telling you I don’t know much more than you do!”
“Calm down.” Querida placed her hands on our lower backs and pushed us toward the stage.
“Remember, act small. We need the element of surprise. For once in your lives, don’t cause a scene.” We stood awkwardly next to the Aavvee harem, across from Sunny. I couldn’t tear my gaze off him. He refused to meet my eye.
The supreme paused and snapped his beak, looking agitated.
Mierda.Had he asked a question? Had I missed something?
The supreme looked from Sunny to me. He knew something. Had Sunny confessed?
“Come-come, earthers. So quiet? When-whenyou had so much to say a few days before-fore.” The supreme grabbed Sunny’s arm and pushed him toward us. My alien boyfriend looked delicious but completely dead inside. Had they killed his emotions? We needed a distraction before the supreme noticed too much.
Change of plans. My idea about blending in had been a huge mistake.Time to make a scene.“Trust me?” I whispered to Nieve.
“No! Absolutely not. I donot—”
“Too bad.” I grasped her cheeks and pressed my perfect lips against hers.She’s so lucky.Her whole body tensed against me. I whispered between breaths, “The supreme’s pissed, and we need the crowd on our side. Kiss me like you mean it. And use a lot of tongue.”
Nieve got with the program and wrapped her arms around my neck. After a few wet seconds, she shoved me away and grabbed Querida, kissing her just as passionately. They looked hot.
The crowd went silent. Dead silent.
Double diablo.Maybe this hadn’t been the smartest choice. I’d been convinced that the Aavvee would lose their mind if we kissed in public. It would be the alien equivalent of public nookie-nookie.
Like a violent car crash, the arena exploded with sound. The same shrieks Freckles and his friends had made as they tortured me. It made my stomach roil. I almost hurled, but I held it together, hoping the kissing had worked. The crescendo grew until it felt like an avalanche of noise.
The supreme fought to control the crowd, and it took a long time for the Aavvee to settle. His avid gaze latched ontous. “So-sofull of surprises,” he murmured before saying more clearly, “Maybe-beyou are worth more than I thought. Choose a champion. You need four to race-race.” The pompous feather-head pointed at the racers.
Pick a…Only one name came to mind. “We pick Nheenya,” I called out. I had no idea if she was even here, but I couldn’t get the purple alien off my mind. What if something had happened to her after the soup incident? Because of me?
“Why her?” Nieve asked as we watched the crowd part.
From way in the back of the arena, the crowd parted. I spied a flash of purple and Nheenya walked forward, a little hesitant but still so cheerful.
“Look at that face. How could I not? Plus, she looks hella strong, and she stirred my soup. She’s one of us.”
“Such a softy.” Nieve smirked.
“Take that back!” I hissed as Nheenya stood beside me. Served me right for telling the truth. How dare Nieve think she could say such a vile and disgusting thing. Softy?
“Thank you, earther.” The purple alien clasped her hands together and jostled her impressive rack. It was either one wide boob or three individual ones. “I did not have a team. I am grateful.”
“Call me Hera.”
Good or bad, we were no longer invisible. Our public make-out sesh had ensure that. The supreme dismissed us, and we got into position, angling for the closest spot to the hanging ropes. Hopefully, they underestimated us because of our size. Especially the green team. The goliath-sized aliens didn’t know it, but we would own this planet. Make it our bitch.
After I killed Freckles.
“Do you think my boyfriends were watching us kiss?” Nieve peeked over at the supreme’s personal guards. “I bet they were jealous.”
“Which one?”
“One?” A wicked smile spread across her face. “Why choose?”
Seconds later, we were shoved into place, and a roaring thud rumbled through the arena—four pounding notes.
Pause.
