ALIEN SHIFTER ROMANCE: Alien Tigers - The Complete Series (Alien Invasion Abduction Shapeshifter Romance) (Paranormal Science Fiction Fantasy Anthologies & Short reads) by Tanya Jolie Read Free Book Online Page A

His voice was soaked in sarcasm.
    “If we sent troops to the Middle East, from all countries, the Israelis would be having the same conversation we are. They would be questioning our motives and worried about the future. And based on how many times they have been screwed over in the past, I can tell you that they would not make favorable decisions.” Bruce answered.
    The two of them stared at Holland, their eyes examining his every movement, from the shifting of his gaze to the purse of his lips. That vein on the side of his forehead was engorged, as if his heart was working overtime to get enough blood to his brain so that he could make this potentially history-altering decision. He stared down at his $4000 shoes, his fists curled so tightly together that his knuckles had turned white.
    Anita could see that he was deathly afraid of what he was about to do, but nevertheless, he looked up to the both of them and said, “Fine, Rhodes and Harrington. But if you don’t sell this at the summit, I’ll have your heads.”

Chapter Four
    It was as Anita was packing up her briefcase for the end of the day that she snapped. As she danced around her office, discarding unimportant notes from the resolution, her heart still pounding in her chest from that heated conversation, her head still pounding from that headache that had lodged itself in the back of her mind along with all of her worries for the future, that she decided she wasn’t going to let this go. As she stood with her bare feet on the fluffy Persian rug in the center off her office, she couldn’t think of anything but the sight of that tiger in Bruce’s backyard, those eyes that glared at her with surprise, but, more importantly, with recognition. Those were the same eyes that stared down the president in one of his most vulnerable moments, the eyes that questioned his judgment like they were old friends and not in the beginnings of a high stakes working relationship.
    Anita furrowed her brow as she remembered how Holland had shifted his gaze to Bruce more often than not; how he looked for his approval every time she opened her mouth, as if her judgement wasn’t enough, as if she didn’t graduate from Northwestern University at the tender age of 19 and then go on to gain a law degree from Yale; as if her father didn’t have a seat on the Supreme Court; as if he hadn’t hand-picked her himself to be his Secretary of Defense only two years ago. So what changed?
    Bruce. That’s what.
    Something about the way he could so easily manipulate Holland with his words. He seemed to always take the right risks at the right time. But, her concerns extended beyond that. His influence was almost insidious, and he was impossibly mysterious. His every word felt like it was meant to hide a hundred others.
    So what the hell was he hiding?
    With that thought, Anita got off of her rug, slipped her heels back on, grabbed her suitcase, and charged down the hallway to his office. She was beyond fed up with all of this, so when she finally got to the door they had only just marked with his name, she stormed right in. “What the fuck are you hiding?” she demanded.
    Bruce, who was sitting behind his desk, staring intently at his laptop looked up at her with eyes wide with surprise. “I can’t say I know what you’re talking about,” he replied in an infuriatingly calm voice.
    Anita slammed the door behind her and pressed farther into his office. “Don’t give me that, Harrington. You know exactly what I’m talking about.”
    Bruce scoffed, gently closing his laptop and standing up to face her. “If this has anything to do with your little drunken visit to my house, then I have already told you, I have nothing to say.”
    Anita winced. “How did you know I was drunk?”
    Bruce flinched, looking away from her and down at his shoes. She got the distinct feeling that he didn’t even know how he knew that she was drunk. “Because I remember,” he told her in an unsure