Electra Galaxy's Mr. Interstellar Feller

Earth policewoman Sagan Carter was ready for the lunatic effect an intergalactic male beauty pageant would have on her city. She was prepared for the screaming females of all species, for the advertising-and-promo circus. The one unexpected thing? Orders to manage an alien police officer's undercover investigation. And by "manage," that meant making sure Captain Keir Trask followed all the rules of the pageant in which he was "competing," or giving him a first-class saucer ticket home. True, the Oceanun had all the right moves, and a body to die for, and he had tracked these intergalactic weapons smugglers to Earth, but work with the high-and-mighty, obstinate, conceited...handsome, sculpted...arrogant Oceanun? She'd rather catch the crooks herself.

From bikini waxes and cucumber facials, to a coworker whose effect on the libido is even stronger than TV ad–touted Pluto Pillow Mints, being a cop has never been so hard. But it's all in a day's work for the next would-be... ELECTRA GALAXY'S MR. INTERSTELLAR FELLER