I just have a short one this week, from my upcoming novel Operation Earth. It will be available in August and I still have some work to do on it, but it's getting there. :-)
Peter's presence in the house seemed more surreal now than when he first entered.
There’s a tall handsome man I don’t know in my home. A tall, handsome alien man, dressed in uniform and armed to the teeth.
He followed her gaze and patted a gun on his hip. “This is rude, isn’t it? Can I… Do you have somewhere I could put them?”
She nodded towards her recliner. “Knock yourself out.”
An expression of utter surprise flew over his face. “Oh, it means, do what you want. Put them over there, and we’ll go have dinner.”
Why are you here? Why me? She closed her mouth around all questions and went to the kitchen to set the table. Peter followed, standing very close to her. It made her heart race.
He nodded towards the plates. “Can I help you with that?”
“No, I’m good. You can eat Earth food, right?”
The question seemed reasonable, maybe something that tasted good to her would be repulsive to him, or make him sick, but he laughed. “We’re not that different.”