Is he after her heart or her planet?
Evelyn Chambers is a nerdgirl and damned proud of it. When she finds out that her drop-dead gorgeous best friend is an alien general with only three days left of his shore leave on Earth, she has to wrap her head around too much at once. Aliens are real, and if she wants to keep hanging out with one, she’ll have to marry him!
Adam Smith has never seen a planet as beautiful as Earth or a woman as enticing as Evelyn. His government wants him to re-enlist, but the stars seem cold and distant. When Evelyn suggests marriage to help him stay, Adam realizes that what he really wants is her, and he’ll sacrifice everything to be with her.
Can he convince his government—and Evelyn—that he’s looking for more than a Gray card?
This is the second edition of the same novella originally released in October of 2015.
Approximately 20,000 words.
Available on Amazon (and in Kindle Unlimited!)
Gray Card won “Funniest Nerdgirl Love Affair” in the 2015 SFR Galaxy Awards!
Library Journal Review
(THE DEPARTMENT OF HOMEWORLD SECURITY, Book One)
Copyright © 2015 Cassandra Chandler
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Evelyn’s purse was on the side table just inside her apartment. Adam locked the door behind him, then set his key and wallet next to her belongings. He took a moment to look at them jumbled together.
His chest still felt full. He’d never been more alive. He wanted to pick Evelyn up and spin her around.
But he had to find her first.
Normally, she would be sitting at the computer desk in the area that was supposed to be a dining section of her apartment but that she’d turned into a study. She wasn’t on the couch, either. The kitchen was quiet—which left the bedroom.
Perfect. Maybe they’d start off there and move to the couch later. He walked briskly down the hallway, eager to see her again.
He paused in the doorway to her room. Evelyn was sitting at the foot of her bed, hands clasped in her lap. Her glasses were low on her nose and she hadn’t bothered to push them back into place. She was staring blankly at the floor in front of her.
His throat seemed to close. Something was very wrong. He practically leapt into the room, then knelt at her feet.
“Evelyn, what’s happened?”
Her eyes were glazed when she looked at him, not the bright, sharp gaze he was used to. She almost looked as if she’d had a mind-wipe. Cygnus X, it couldn’t be.
“I met your liaison today,” she said.
Rage surged through him. Adam hadn’t thought that Todd would approach Evelyn directly. What had Todd done to her? And how could Adam not have thought to protect her sooner?
“What did he do?” Adam asked.
She must have read the guilt on his face. Her eyes focused and the brightness seeped back into them, fueled by anger. Adam felt hope flutter in his chest. He knew this Evelyn. And—thank the stars—she knew him.
“It’s my turn to ask the questions. Here’s the first one.” Her brows drew down on her forehead, her lips pulled into a frown, and she pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose forcefully. “Are you an alien?”
Adam felt as if the ground had given way beneath him and he was free-falling. Not since his first zero-g maneuvers had he been this disoriented. His stomach was ricocheting against his ribs, his heart frantically looking for escape. His mind whirled pointlessly, offering nothing helpful, except the one word that escaped his lips.