About the Book
Title: The Aeon Star
Author: Lauren T. Hart
Genre: New Adult, Sci-Fi
"Good afternoon gentlemen," she had meant to say — but didn't. As soon as she saw him, all she could do was stare. She couldn't help herself. Even more remarkable was the fact that he was staring back. They were all staring at her actually, but he — the gorgeous stranger with deep brown hair and exquisite grey-green eyes — was all she could see. He was sitting in the furthest back corner of the booth in jeans, a t-shirt and a hoodie. His hair was on the long side of short, long enough that a couple of unruly strands fell over one eye. His features were strong yet soft, his lips the most kissable shade of pink. Oh but his eyes — she'd never seen anything quite like them. She could fall into those grey-green jewels and happily become lost forever.
He was not at all the kind of guy that Jenny Taylor would have been allowed to be interested in. Or the kind of guy who would have been interested in Jenny Taylor, she reminded herself. He could've been one of Davin's friends though…
She saw herself standing half naked in front of a window overlooking the ocean at night, his tall, gorgeous form stepping in close behind her, tracing his hand over her back, her arms, kissing her shoulder, embracing her, kissing her neck.
Erin elbowed her in the side, breaking her free from her fantasy.
"Sorry," Jennifer said, feeling flush, she pulled her gaze away from Tall-Dark-and-Handsome and decided it was in her best interest to avoid looking directly at him — at least until she could manage to control her thoughts a little better.
Jennifer did a quick assessment of the other the two. The blond's features were narrow and sharp, as was the rest of his look. The other was a light-haired brunette. He was heavyset and looked like he hadn't shaved in a few days, but he was put together well. "What can I get for you — you guys," she tripped over her words. "What can I get for you guys?"
"Do I know you?" asked the one with light brown hair, sitting next to Gorgeous.
She couldn't deny the odd sense of familiarity she had to the small group, but considering her decidedly sheltered history, she was sure she'd never met them before. Besides that, the gorgeous creature sitting in the corner and the reaction she was having to him was definitely not someone she was likely to forget — or have forgotten. "I don't… think so." Her focus switched to the unshaven guy, though she could still feel the pull of Sexy in the corner.
There was something definitely familiar about this other guy. Like they did know each other — like they'd always known each other — except they didn't. He was a complete stranger.
"She's new. Just moved here." Erin pitched in. "Still training. Brand new. That's why I'm here." It was odd the way Erin was talking. In. Short. Clipped. Sentences.
"New girl huh?" The blond snorted and rolled his eyes.
Erin laughed nervously. "Uh-huh."
"I'll have the usual," the blond said.
Familiar guy scoffed.
Gorgeous shook his head.
"Uh" Erin started nervously.
"Okay," Jennifer cut her off — she could handle it. She pretended to write down what he'd said, with much thought. "And what about for you guys?"
She glanced only briefly at Tall, Dark, and Handsome. He was so gorgeous; she couldn't help but gush, in the form of a huge smile. He was watching her pretty closely. He looked amused and sexy. She avoided direct eye contact as best she could.
"Roast beef on wheat, and a Coke," said Familiar guy.
"Have you had the sweet potato fries with that?" she asked. "They're so yummy."
"Mmmm," he considered. "No thanks, Cupcake."
"I'll have the same on sourdough, with an iced tea," said the Hot Babe in the corner.
She really should stop objectifying him like that. "You want lemon?"
"Yeah," he smiled and she smiled back as she imagined herself climbing across the table and kissing him full on the lips — his soft, sweet lips.
Stop it; she scolded herself. He had been saying something, but she hadn't caught it because she had been fantasizing. "I'm sorry, my brain just… Could you say that last bit again?" she grinned sheepishly.
"Sweet potato fries," he repeated.
Sweet potato fries, his voice was so yummy it sent intense, tingly, butterfly sensations coursing through her. She grinned, hopefully not too much like and idiot, turned abruptly, sidestepped around Erin who looked unreasonably concerned, and hurried back to the kitchen. Erin followed a short distance behind.