Alien’s Treasure by Elin Wyn

I’m on a quest for buried treasure.

When an escape pod crashes onto my only clue, the delectable human female inside is nothing more than a distraction.
Really. Nothing else.
This has to be a dream.
The last thing I remember is going to bed in my comfy jammies, and then having the *worst* nightmares about little grey men.
Because now I’m stuck in an alien jungle with a grumpy, furry treasure hunter who very clearly doesn’t want me around.
Except sometimes I find him looking at me from those golden eyes, and I wonder — am I sure I want to wake up?