ALIEN ROMANCE: Ursa (Paranormal Science Fiction BBW Alpha Male Romance)

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time really looking at the tall stranger she had plowed into.
    His sharply chiseled features jutted from his face like a mountain hewn by hard winds and bitter cold. It was a strong face, full of character and charm, and sexy as hell, she added to herself. Her own big amber eyes swept over his jet black hair, long, but slicked back, looking like he had run his long fingers through it more than a few times. His lips were full, and quirked into a lopsided smile as he watched her watching him. His dark, ocean blue eyes filled with humor, and some hidden heat that sent an answering flame shooting through her body.
    December was a cold month in D.C. but Chloe suddenly felt overly warm, and had to resist the urge to fan her face with a hand, feeling her normally dark brown skinned cheek flush a pretty scarlet. The look in his eyes deepened to something else. Hunger.
    Their gazes met for less than a second but the moment seemed to drag out, time slowing immeasurably as she felt trapped, unable to look away.
    “ kogda zvezdy vyravnivayut… ” he murmured, his deep voice soft, and slightly husky in the midmorning air.
    “What?” His whispered words pulled her out of her trance, and she took another step back, overwhelmed by her intense reaction to a complete stranger.
    “Oh, it’s just something I say sometimes, when I’m feeling lucky.”
    “Yeah, and what is that?”
    He took a deep breath, and then released it on a huff of cold air before slowly answering, staring into her eyes.
    “It means ‘when the stars align’…”

Chapter 2
    Chloe took a rattled breath, looked down at her watch and shrieked. “Oh my god! I am so, so screwed!” She started running back toward the capital building, the man left standing, staring at her with dark blue eyes already forgotten as she rushed to now twenty minute late meeting with the senator.
    “Hey, wait!” the accented voice called after her, but she just kept running, trying to still her racing heart. She finally made it, flashing the security badge she had clenched in her hand, and hurried inside the building.
     
    Alexei stopped, panting, just as the dark angel disappeared into the security only area of the capitol building. Her image was seared in his mind, his body twisting painfully with arousal at the stark image of her staring up at him with big, almond shaped amber eyes, high, regal cheekbones, and that sinful mouth. That mouth was made for doing things that had his entire body tensing again.
    He shook his head, trying to banish the distracting image. Quickly, he walked up to the security desk.
    “Hello, I was wondering where that woman was going? About this tall,” he held his hand up to the middle of his well-muscled chest. “Long dark hair, beautiful eyes.”
    The security guard chuckled, then shook his head. “I’m sorry, sir. I can’t tell you that.”
    “On, no, it’s not what you think!” he protested, holding up the cream colored, coffee stained coat still clasped in his hand. “She dropped her coat, I just wanted to return it.”
    “Well, if you want to leave it here, I can return it to Ms. Smithson when she comes out.”
    “No, that’s alright,” Alexei said with a charming smile that never failed to get him what he wanted. “I think I’ll just wait and return it myself.”
    The guard just shook his head again ruefully before waving him back away from the secure area. Alexei took the coat and wandered over to a fountain that had long since been shut off during the winter months, and sat on the edge of its empty pool to wait.
     
    “Thank you so much, Senator Shields, that interview was…quite informative.” Chloe put away her notes and the tape recorder, her mind already whirring with ideas for the article. She stood, and took his offered hand in an overly firm handshake. “And again, I apologize for my tardiness.”
    “Please, Chloe,” He had insisted on calling her Chloe half way through the interview, talking to her as if she were a star

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