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Gabe's Destiny (Alien Mates Book Three)
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Author: Serena Simpson
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that is full of beautiful curves that I would love to touch.”
    She blushed as she imagined his hands sweeping over her curves, appreciating them.
    “Thank you, that’s the nicest thing anyone has said to me in a long time.”
    “No thank you is needed. I was only speaking the truth.” He slowly moved into her space holding her eyes.
    Her breath caught in her throat. He was going to kiss her; she was ready to feel his lips. You don’t know him. She stopped her mind cold. Sometimes you need to do something you wouldn’t normally do, besides she argued, he wasn’t really a stranger anymore.
    There was pain in her side as if she had been hit by something hard. It knocked her to her knees making her pant and bringing her back to the reality that she was being hunted. What was she doing standing here like she was free to feel Gabe’s lips on hers?
    “Get down,” she screamed, tugging at his pant legs.
    He vaulted over the side of the Gazebo moving toward the woods.
    “Gabe no, he’ll kill you.” She called out as she watched him disappear into the trees in the direction the strike had come from.
    What had hit her? She pulled up her shirt to see a bloody blackened wound in her side. Something had struck her, but it was no longer there. Her eyes scanned the area around her unable to find the weapon. She took a deep breath before she allowed her fingers to explore the wound; it was roughly an inch wide and didn’t seem too deep. She would live, this time.
    “Whoever it was is gone.” Gabe came back to kneel at her side.
    He moved her fingers and checked her wound. “It’s superficial. I can fix you up at the house. Who’s after you, Taya?”
    She looked at him fear deep in her eyes, “I don’t know.”

Chapter Four
     
     
    Taya was sitting on the side of the bed while Gabe bent over her tending the wound. He had washed it out carefully, then placed a suave on it that he swore would keep it from getting infected and now he was bandaging her up.
    “I’ll be cleared out in ten minutes. Sorry for bringing something like this down on you and your family.”
    “My family and I have lived through much worse. Why don’t you tell me what’s happening and how you got to Newburg?”
    She wasn’t sure what this place had to do with it, but after what happened she owed him the truth. Would he laugh when she was done?
    “It started about a year and half ago. I can remember the exact day I woke up and felt different inside. Silly me, I thought it was a good thing, like maybe everything was finally coming together for me. Ever feel like you were a stranger in your own body? That’s how I felt all my life but not that day. It was a good day to be alive. I remember singing in the shower and I never do that.
    “I hopped into my car and drove to my favorite coffee shop. I was never good without a steaming cup of preferably white mocha with a dash of raspberry and a breakfast sandwich. That’s when things got weird. I walked in and looked at some of the same people I saw every day but they didn’t look the same anymore. Some looked like monsters where others looked like they could be animals. I almost lost it but then I realized I must be delusional and it would past, but it never did.
    “I even went to a shrink who gave me medicine that never helped. I was losing it and then one day by chance I turned a corner and saw the most repulsive thing ever. Some woman was fawning all over this monster. It was the last thing my mind could take. I screamed and began to throw up before I ran off. I could still see it licking its lips and telling me I would be his.”
    Her breathing came in deep pants as she closed her eyes rubbing them trying to disrupt the memory.
    “From there it was easy. I eventually left my job as it kept coming after me, teasing me like I was a mouse in its trap. I went to the greyhound station leaving my car because I thought I would be harder to track this way. I picked the first bus going far, far away.
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