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""Hey, Tiffany?" Josie's voice jerks me from my sleep. I sit up, my heart pounding. There's a cold sweat on my skin and my hair is sticking to my face. I push it back and try to act normal. "Mm?" "You were having a nightmare," she says softly. "Didn't sound like a good one." Just a dream. I'm no longer on the alien ship. I'm safe here on the ice planet. There's a cave full of big warriors who won't let anyone grab me and haul me down a hallway to rape me. They'd die before they let anyone try it. The little green men and their bodyguards are dead. I'm safe. But . . . I don't feel safe. Haven't…mehr

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""Hey, Tiffany?" Josie's voice jerks me from my sleep. I sit up, my heart pounding. There's a cold sweat on my skin and my hair is sticking to my face. I push it back and try to act normal. "Mm?" "You were having a nightmare," she says softly. "Didn't sound like a good one." Just a dream. I'm no longer on the alien ship. I'm safe here on the ice planet. There's a cave full of big warriors who won't let anyone grab me and haul me down a hallway to rape me. They'd die before they let anyone try it. The little green men and their bodyguards are dead. I'm safe. But . . . I don't feel safe. Haven't felt safe since the night I woke up and found out I was abducted by aliens. I rub my eyes and lie back in my furs. "Thanks, Jo." "Sure." She yawns loudly and I hear her roll over"--
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Ruby Dixon is an author of all things science fiction romance. She is a Sagittarius and a Reylo shipper, and loves farming sims (but not actual housework). She lives in the South with her husband and a couple of geriatric cats, and can’t think of anything else to put in her biography. Truly, she is boring.