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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication

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Cold Fusion

ISBN 9781419905599

Edited by Mary Moran.

Cover art by Syneca.

Electronic book Publication: May 2007

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C OLD F USION

Nathalie Gray

Prologue

The tough, ugly-as-hell little ship Femme Metal used to be home to an all-female elite

extraction team captained by Alexandra Novona—Captain Steel—then served as a

“totally, like, shiny” weapons factory under whiz-kid Kimberly Holmes.

Carmela de Monsalve is now the proud pilot if not owner of the notorious ship. She

makes the drops, serves as liaison between her friends the arms dealing couple and

their clients, and is the one adjusting attitudes as need be. With a background in close

protection and a stare to melt titanium plating, Carmela takes their little “family”

business to a whole new level. Unfortunately, she has a knack for collecting enemies,

both human and alien.

During their last mission, Carmela contributed to the escalation of hostilities

between humans and Yithians by helping get rid of the bothersome crime lord Drokesh.

Because she always “keeps what she kills”, a Yithian male found his way into the

Femme Metal ’s stasis tank. Her prisoner is the sexiest thing she’s ever seen. Carmela

even begins to think she just might join the useful to the pleasurable and get all the intel

she needs on his species while enjoying the best they have to offer—their male warriors.

But something happens to foil her plan. Carmela can’t seem to keep her legendary

cool if she comes anywhere near the stasis tank containing the sexy alien. Then things

turn into a real corrida and she knows she’s in deep. But that’s the kind of trouble one

can expect on the Femme Metal .

Cold Fusion

Chapter One

“That’s, like, totally outrageous,” Kim said in the view screen, and shook her head.

Her hair was lime green that day and tied back from her forehead in thin, long tresses.

“You should kick his ass.”

Carmela agreed with a nod. “I will. But I doubt he’ll change his mind. He says

Collins would chop off his bolas if our transaction came to his ears.”

“And I’ll feed him his balls if he doesn’t pay the price we agreed on,” said a man

leaning sideways so his face would fit in the videocaptor’s field. A metal canine tooth

gleamed when he said “feed”.

“Titan, you totally cut me off, that is so rude,” Kim replied, pushing on her thickly

muscled, shaven-headed, pin-striped suit-wearing arms dealer of a boyfriend. He

merely snarled something and patted the large gun at his side.

Carmela enjoyed watching the pair arguing if only for the sheer sexuality

emanating from the weapons designer couple. They looked as though they were doing

a verbal tango—the sensual, carnal dance she loved. But not as much as flamenco. There

was nothing as arousing as dancing flamenco for an appreciative male audience, a gift

she rarely bestowed on her lovers.

Except for the one in the stasis tank. I’d dance for him. Too bad he’s the enemy.

Carmela felt herself flush.

“Hey, are the environmental controls working okay?” Kim asked after a

particularly rough shove on her man’s shoulder rocked him despite the size difference.

“You’re kinda red.”

“I’m fine. I was just thinking on what our contact said about Collins.”

Kim agreed with a nod. “He’s big trouble and totally ranks like way high on my

Eeww Scale.”

The Eeww Scale, that by which their clients and competitors were weighed and

judged. Collins took the prize for both categories. Carmela wished Kim would just let

her have the guy taken care of. But even Titan agreed with his girlfriend that Carmela

should stay away from the nasty Collins until he was done licking his wounds—Titan

had shot him in the shoulder with ammo fit for a museum but made messy holes just

the same. Still, she didn’t enjoy how such a dangerous enemy was allowed to come and

go as he pleased. It made no business sense.

“I could have someone take care of him. Discreetly of course.”

Kim shook her head. “No way. They’d know right away. Just make sure you don’t

offer him a view of your fine backside.”

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