The Alien's Farmer: A Lesbian Science Fiction Romance

Contents Cover Title Page Copyright Dedication Contents About The Alien’s Farmer Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Hamish Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Epilogue Aliens and Animals About Arizona Tape About Skye MacKinnon Also By Skye MacKinnon Also by Arizona Tape Cover Copyright Contents Beginning Aliens and Animals About Arizona Tape 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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 This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 To Fudgestick the dog and Sootie the cat, who inspire (and distract) us every single day.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Contents
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Prologue
 
 
 Chapter 1
 
 
 Chapter 2
 
 
 Chapter 3
 
 
 Chapter 4
 
 
 Chapter 5
 
 
 Chapter 6
 
 
 Chapter 7
 
 
 Chapter 8
 
 
 Chapter 9
 
 
 Chapter 10
 
 
 Chapter 11
 
 
 Chapter 12
 
 
 Chapter 13
 
 
 Chapter 14
 
 
 Chapter 15
 
 
 Chapter 16
 
 
 Chapter 17
 
 
 Epilogue
 
 
 
 
 Aliens and Animals
 
 
 About Arizona Tape
 
 
 About Skye MacKinnon
 
 
 Also By Skye MacKinnon
 
 
 Also by Arizona Tape
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 No alien abduction is complete without a Highland cow
 Rachel thought it couldn’t get worse than losing her farm. But when a hot stranger turns out to be an alien, her life is about to change forever.
 Tamsia’s sisters both have human mates, but she can’t quite understand the appeal herself. Until she meets Rachel, the owner of an adorable yet intimidating Highland cow. Will Tamsia be able to persuade her to move to Kyven? 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Prologue
 
 
 
 
 
 Rachel
 A vampire bumped into me, almost spilling his drink on my dress. He apologised, then stumbled into a creepy-looking clown. Most people had really put a lot of effort into their costumes. I’d thought my Medusa outfit would stand out, but there were some way more detailed costumes. I fingered one of the fake snakes I’d attached to a green wig. I didn’t usually go to parties all by myself, but my cousin had changed her mind at the last minute.
 The nightclub was crowded, with most people dancing wildly. There’d be a costume competition later, but for now, I wanted a drink and a moment to sit and rest. I’d been on my feet all day, working at my cousin’s farm. I’d need several drinks before I was ready to join the dance floor.
 I scanned the booths lining the walls. All of them were taken. In one corner furthest away from the speakers, a lone woman sat in one booth. Maybe she’d let me join her.
 She was dressed as a bright blue alien with shiny azure hair and pointy ears. Her makeup skills were incredible; I couldn’t see any skin peek through the paint at all.
 I approached her table. "Mind if I join you? Everywhere else is full."
 She stared at my wig without answering.
 "Are you alright?" I asked when she didn’t react.
 "You may join me," she said in a heavily accented but melodic voice. I couldn’t quite place the accent. Something Slavic, maybe?
 By the time I’d taken a seat, her attention was already on some guys downing shots. I looked around for a waiter, but none of them were nearby. I should have got a drink at the bar, but if I left now, someone else might take my seat.
 "Are you all on your own?" I asked.
 "My sister and her mate are somewhere over there," she said without looking at me.
 Mate? Then I realised she was doing her alien costume justice.
 "Oh, you're really getting into the whole roleplay thing," I laughed. "Mate. I love your costume, by the way. How long did those ear prosthetics take to put on? They look so realistic. Can I touch them?"
 She didn’t reply. "You don't say a lot, do you?" I said to break the silence. I didn’t like silence.
 "You never shut up, do you?" Her words may have been a bit rude, but her tone of voice wasn’t. She turned to look at me. Her gaze flicked to my snake wig.
 I realised she’d just repeated what my cousin Heather told me all the time. I grinned. "One of my many faults. I'm Rachel, by the way."
 "Tamsia."
 "I bet your real name is Tamsin and you're using Tamsia as your alien name, am I right?"
 Instead of an answer, she waved to a passing waiter.
 "Four more cock-tails," she said, putting a strange pause between the words. Was she flirting with the waiter, putting the emphasis on cock?”
 "What kind?" he asked.
 She looked taken aback as if she didn’t know how to respond.
 "I'll take a mojito," I said quickly when the waiter shot me an exasperated look.
 "The same for me," Tamsia added.
 "Four mojitos, coming up. All on the same tab?"
 I was about to say that I’d pay for my own drink, but Tamsia shrugged. "Okay."
 "Thanks," I told her after the waiter had hurried off. "I'll buy the next round."
 "Round?" she