Stuck in a hot jungle with an even hotter alien is not how I imagined my diplomatic mission going. To make things worse, every conversation is an exercise in survivor charades. I’ve always prided myself on never needing a man, but this planet seems determined to prove I can't live without the massive alien stuck to my side. When we’re chased into a crumbling ruin, I think things are finally looking up. We’re out of the rain, at the very least. There are strange images all over the temple walls, showing riches beyond belief. And my alien? He’s suddenly obsessed with finding it…and with me. By the time my translator starts working, I’ve figured out several things. One: other aliens are hunting us. Two: my alien seems to think the mysterious treasure will solve all our problems. And three: We’re married. If I want to survive this death trap of a temple and Suevan politics, I’ll need all my wits about me. I better stop being distracted by the muscled hunk of scaly alien who treats me like I’m the real treasure.