It's not my first time to go to the club, but it's my first time to see him.
He is very handsome. . . But he's in a state like a dying man.
I was drunk, but I was sure my consciousness was complete.
I helped him, but he whispered. . .
"Let me lay eggs."
Wow. . . They're laying eggs! ,

My Boyfirend Is An Alien

Anewdaycame,andnoonespokeormademusic.LetSilontakemetoGenesis.Lastnight,Keithseemedtoworryaboutmemorethanusualuntileveryoneelse.InoticedwhenKeithandItookthemedicine,becauseKeithsaidthatifIwaspregnant,thesmellofeggswouldcomeout.MeandKeith,noonesaidwebredlittleKeith.Idon'twanteveryonetoworry.Aboveall,Idon'twantthistogettotheirears,ifthereisbleeding,ifAstoncan'tescape.


Butthat'snotKeith'sbiggestworry.ThebiggestworryisthatI'mworriedaboutSellenwrestlingwhenshe'stogether.Good,hedidn't.I'vebeendrivingtohotelsinChinatownandI'malmostdraggedintoBrooklyncomplainingthatBenlikestorunawayfromit.Iwantedhimtoknowthatthesecondescapewasduetohisdesire,buttokeepquiet,ithadnothingtodowithme.


Beforelong,wearrivedatourdestination.Thebodyguards,whoIrememberassaints,lookedatCiaron,whoblockedmebeforeIenteredthehotelandsawCiarongostraighttothecounterandinquireaboutLuck'sroom.


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