There he is, bane of my life and wrecker of my sanity. The hottest alien in the galaxy, and the most punchable. Prince Draxus of Tagra is the worst. Huge, charismatic, rich, and he's decided I'm his good luck charm. Only one problem - I'm supposed to be his bodyguard, not that he thinks he needs one. Now we're stranded in a deadly crystal jungle, dressed for an interstellar cruise, and pursued by vicious pirates. It's my job...