Anyways, join me and others this week as we muse on being abducted by aliens. You can still join, too, if you'd like. I decided to write about the moment before they were taken.
Heat rushed up Savannah's face.
Footsteps turned her around. Evan strode to her. He ducked his head and grinned sheepishly. "Sorry I'm late. Mom woke and--"
Savannah crushed her lips to his.
The force caused him to step back. "Whoa." He chuckled and wrapped his arms around her. They held each other, reveling in the warmth of their embrace. Evan kissed her again. His hands slid up her shirt. She moaned against his lips and the world around them faded. Nothing mattered. School tomorrow. Unfinished homework. Getting caught. Not even the shooting star that seemed to be coming toward them mattered. They were together and nothing could separate them.
Evan Sullivan never gave aliens much thought until the night he and Savannah were abducted. Changed by the horrifying experiments that made him less than human, Evan hides in the shadows and watches Savannah rebuild her life without him.
But neither can let the other go. Reunited, Savannah and Evan finally see a glimmer of their old lives return. As they face what happened to them together, they realize aliens aren’t the only danger out there.
Someone closer to home is watching, waiting for the right moment to tear them apart.