Classified (The Harem at the End of the Galaxy, #2)

Clayton Parks is just another low-level civilian contractor. Then he's assigned to an all-female time-travel team working in a secret bunker in a sub-sub-sub basement deep beneath the Pentagon. And now every woman in the galaxy wants to get her hands on him."You can speak freely here. This is a clean room. A Faraday cage. It's where I process all of the so-called special handling above-top-secret clearances.""I don't mean to be rude, Ms. Chambers, but I'm not sure exactly what you want from me."Her cool eyes swept me up and down. "Oh, I think you know very well what I want from you. It's time for you to start stripping. It's you and me here in this room right now, nobody else. The NSA, the DSI, the CIA, and maybe effin' ESPN and CNN may have issued you a security clearance that gives you access to secrets at the highest level, but you still have to go through me. If you're wearing a wire or a hidden implant, the time to confess is now." She had a studied way of folding her arms under her chest. Unintentional tease or fully deliberate test of my willpower?I unbuttoned my shirt as slowly as I could and still be in motion. Chambers took a step forward. "I'm not playing with you, Clayton. I don't have all day. Get those clothes off."This 13,000-word novella is intended for open-minded readers over age 18 who appreciate pulp science fiction, men's harem adventure fiction, and plenty of nudity, swearing, and, swinging/sharing/polyamorous encounters. The future won't be rated G.To avoid spoilers, the complete novel-length series is best read in this order:Vortex, Book #1Classified, Book #2Psych, Book #3Glitch, Book #4Explode, Book #5