Excerpt of Planet Talezor Needs Brides by Eva Gordon

Mitzi followed Jenkins down the hall to the office where
she’d meet the alien. Her laptop in hand, ready to work.
The sooner I get this over with, the sooner I can go back
to my life.

Jenkins knocked on the door. “Captain.”

“Enter,” said a deep voice, somewhere between a growl and a
command. All grouchy. Possibly hangry for human flesh.

“Captain Jax. This is Mitzi Selig, the shalhinari.”

Mitzi gaped at the tall man with a broad chest and
shoulders. He looked more like a warrior from some popular
battle game or fantasy movie. Nothing like the skinny gray
alien creature she expected to see. His dark uniform gave
him a strong military bearing, as indicated by his title.
Black hair, sapphire blue eyes and dashing defined jawline.
A scar near his left eye, the only noticeable flaw. She
felt like she was meeting an actor in a casting call for a
superhero role. Or worse, her latest book boyfriend from a
historical romance novel about a devilish, handsome pirate
who took a duchess prisoner. She’d only been attracted to
alpha-type men in the novels she read. If she ever married,
she’d choose the sweeter beta male. Although, didn’t she
make the mistake of thinking her ex-fiancé was the sweet
type? “I thought you would be gray, green…” Shit. “I mean,
not so human looking.” Great, his first impression of her
was a babbling fool.

Jax lifted a brow as if scolding an ill-mannered child.
“You are referring to the reptilian drones. We Talzorians
are humanoid.”

Get your shit together, Mitzi. She bowed her head. “A
pleasure to meet you.”

Jax turned to Jenkins. “That will be all.”

“Understood.” Jenkins gave her an encouraging nod and left.

The gorgeous alien captain’s scowl remained. “I’m pleased
you finally relented to being our shalhinari.”

Like I had a choice? “Colson Tate has a real knack for
convincing people.”

“To both of our benefits.”

Yeah, I get to live and you get six women. “I understand
the term shalhinari means matchmaker.”

“Correct. The shalhinari understands not only bringing
together people with similar likes and goals in life, but
the union of their spirits.”

“I learned that from my grandmother, which is why all her
matches have the lowest divorce rate of any other
matchmaking service.” Still, this had to do more with
properly vetting the eligible couple, not magic.

“Good, my men deserve the skills of the best.”

“I tend to be very thorough and scientific. I will require
the profiles of your men.” She tilted her head at the man
who belonged in fantasy dreams. “Please, don’t take this
personally, but is this your actual form? The women of
earth must know your true appearance.” Because if this was
his real look, she’d have women lined up around the globe.
Even she might take a number.

“I don’t take anything personally. As I mentioned earlier,
we are humanoid, and yes, this is my real appearance.”

“Got it.” She reached for her laptop. “Let’s get started.”

“No.”

“Huh?”

“I have better technology on my ship.”

No one mentioned space travel. Mitzi stepped back. “I
rather not leave terra firma. I figure since I get sea
sick, I’m not a good candidate for zero gravity.”

“Our medical lab is fully equipped. Don’t worry. We’ll
remain stationed on Earth.”

How could she trust him? “I’d feel more comfortable here,
thank you very much.”

Jax stiffened and stared at her as if she had grown a horn
or something. He swallowed and his tone softened. “Don’t be
frightened. We are not going anywhere, for now.”

What about no spaceship don't you understand? “I’m not
scared. I figure, why waste a perfectly good office set up
that accommodates my needs?”