Lynn hesitated and sniffed back at him. Maybe it’s a cultural thing with these aliens. She inhaled the scent of something musky and pleasant. He responded by making another soft growl. He stepped close again. The look in his eyes made her feel a little weak in the knees. She didn’t need a box to translate lust. He was foreign to her but still masculine and attractive. If he were human, she’d probably be panting after a guy built like him. And she loved the long hair. The fact that he was so tall was a turn-on too, since most of the men she knew were short. She sure didn’t get prime stud muffins in Green Bend. She got idiots like Jimmy Morgan and his drug buddies or lazy, out-of-shape older guys like Mayor Morgan to choose from for potential dating candidates. Any guys half decent had been snatched up in high school and remained taken by other women. He reached out and brushed a finger along her chin, then leaned in.
