File this under 'that wasn't what was supposed to happen.'
"Cosdas, what are you growling at?”
“Iliana’s best friends are following us.” The Nobek cast a sidelong glance over his shoulder. “Clan Bas is begging to have their faces rearranged.”
Iliana tried to see, but Cosdas’ muscled bulk blocked her from doing so. “Ugh, they are the worst. Hanvel, how mad would you be if I beat the hell out of them in the middle of your carnival?”
He chuckled. “You’d probably make it a greater success. They don’t take a hint, do they?”
“Not even if you dropped a shuttle on them. Hey, maybe force isn’t the way to go.” A bad idea had formed, but Iliana was down to her last nerve where the pesky Clan Bas was concerned.
“Force is always the way to go,” Cosdas informed her in a lofty tone.
“Spoken like a true Nobek,” Selbi snorted. “What’s the plan, Iliana?”
She stopped and eyed the Imdiko, since he’d spoken up. Her temper had spiked, which made her reckless. “Kiss me. Right here, in front of those idiots. Maybe they’ll finally figure it out if we shove our so-called interest in each other in their faces.”
She’d expected a debate. At the very least, Selbi should have hesitated. After all, he and his clanmates were in love with Deefa. The first thing Selbi had said when they’d arrived at the carnival was “I wonder if Deefa’s here.” He’d looked at the crowd with wistful longing. His search for her had been obvious.
Which was why Iliana froze when she abruptly found herself in Selbi’s arms, his mouth locked on hers.
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Their agreement
didn’t include falling in love. What happens when a ruse becomes reality?
Iliana Rossi’s reluctance to join a Kalquorian clan comes from a terrible loss that leaves no room in her heart for any men. Dodging the alien three-man clans eager for a Earther mate is a full-time job, and she’s running out of patience with those desperate to change her mind.
Hanvel, Selbi, and Cosdas pursue Matara Deefa, a rare unclanned Kalquorian woman. She’s everything they could possibly want. But her parents have promised her to another clan, and Clan Hanvel can’t seem to convince Deefa that love is more important than rank and family approval.
When Iliana meets Clan Hanvel, the solution seems obvious. They embark on a fake courtship that satisfies societal and family pressure; a relationship that requires no love, no commitment, and no responsibilities to each other.
But when passion wakes for the reluctant foursome, they have a choice to make: loyalty to the impossible past or a chance for love they can keep.
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