His Human (The New Neighbors #2) - M.A. Innes

Maverick

For a species who was so highly focused on entertainment and solving mysteries based on television shows, it was surprisingly difficult to catch their attention. Watching as the small human went down another aisle, seemingly at random based on the odd assortment in his cart, I wondered how they ever managed to procreate when they ignored each other so thoroughly.

Chapter 1

Trip

I was pretty sure he was throwing marshmallows at me.

Maybe.

Marshmallows generally didn’t fall from the sky, even in the grocery store.

But people didn’t just throw food in the grocery store…no matter what species that person happened to be.

And there was another one.

Picking up the flying marshmallow, I stuck it in my pocket with the rest of them and did my best to look boring as I grabbed a box of cereal off the shelf. Cameron would have known what to do, but then again, he had George and a lot more firsthand experience with the fascinating new species that was now sharing our neighborhoods.

The closest thing that I’d had to personal experience was saying hello to some of my neighbors and a few awkward conversations through drainpipes.

But none had ever flirted with me…at least I thought it was flirting.

Stopping by the bread, I snorted as another marshmallow hit my head.

He had remarkable aim—I was starting to wonder if anyone had thought to talk to them about basketball.

But that was a conversation for another time. At the moment I had my thoughts and pockets full of marshmallows. If it were a human guy, I would’ve said they had a childish sense of humor, but it would’ve caught my attention enough to flirt back.

I wasn’t so sure what to do in this situation.

Ignoring it seemed to be the wrong plan because he was deliberately trying to get my attention. Of course, he’d had it from the moment I’d seen him in the store again, but that hadn’t meant I knew what to do about it. Just finding someone attractive wasn’t enough to accost them in the grocery store.

Or at least that’s what I’d thought until the marshmallows started flying.

Maybe they had different courting rituals that hadn’t made it onto the local news yet?

No, I was pretty sure that if Cameron told me about their sex life, he’d have mentioned flying food.

Grabbing a loaf of bread, I took a chance and lobbed a marshmallow back the way it had come. The squeal that followed said I’d missed my intended target.

“Shit.” Whispering quietly to myself, I headed in the opposite direction and did my best to look perfectly innocent.

“Okay, you’re done for now.” And now I was talking to myself.

Knowing that I didn’t always do a fake innocent act very well, I pulled out my phone and tried to look distracted as I came to the end of the aisle in front of the registers. Whoever I’d hit with the marshmallow seemed to have gone in the opposite direction because there was no angry confrontation.

Counting my blessings, I decided cereal and toast would be a wonderful dinner and loaded up the conveyor belt with the odds and ends I’d managed to pick up already.

The woman at the register was polite and didn’t ask too many questions, but I wasn’t sure what to say when she asked if I’d found everything. That was a loaded question if I were to answer it honestly, so I nodded. “Yes, thanks.”

As the small number of groceries were bagged, I sent out a plea to the universe that she wouldn’t be working tomorrow. But considering the way my life was going at the moment, the only person who was listening seemed to have a warped sense of humor.

I asked for work to improve and I ended up with more than I could ever handle.

I asked for a boyfriend and the closest I got to a date was a sexy alien throwing food at me.

Yep, I was going to end up walking through her line tomorrow and then getting arrested for assault with a marshmallow.

I was going to end up on the news like one of those Only in Florida stories.

Heading out of the store with a smile that probably looked somewhat forced, I walked toward my car still trying to decide what to do. I counted my blessings that I wasn’t arrested as I moved across the parking lot, but that shouldn’t have been my primary thought as I left the grocery store. I’d been going to buy dinner, not rob a bank.

I was so wrapped up in my worries,

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