“I read a story a while back with a human having a restaurant in space, and there he met a cat alien.”
“A cat alien?”
“The options are limitless, Nix.”
“I’m beginning to see that.”
Jules grabbed his phone, tapped on the screen a few times, and handed it over to Nix. The picture of his review showed a cat alien: a humanoid, muscled guy with a tail and whiskers. Under the picture, Nix read: #MMRomance #SciFi #AlienLove #OppositesAttract #DualPOV #ShortAndSweet #PurrForMeBabe #Soulmate
“Not boner worthy?” Nix glanced up from the phone.
“It’s pretty hot, some sexual tension, but they never hook up.”
“They don’t? They’re soulmates, but don’t get it on?”
Jules shrugged. “There are some bad guys getting in the way. They kiss.”
Nix frowned. “But no lovemaking.”
“No, but there’s ice cream.”
He smiled and shook his head. “You can’t compare ice cream to sex.”