Jod hadn’t been particularly productive the last few weeks. He’d been relaxing on some beach backwater, solo tanning under the warm sun. He held no regrets to his ass being lazy. The little house he had rented was homey; one level, a nice balcony facing the water, a bath, a big bed, and more. He was living the dream.

Although, he’d gotten rather comfortable on this planet—perhaps a little too comfortable.

Before he knew it, he’d been there longer than what he was initially planned. Was he complaining? Oh, absolutely not.