1. "I have a better idea." Her eyes narrowed slightly. "I'll have a report detailing all that transed to you in an hour. That way you don't have to waste any more military time talking to this civilian captain.
2. He sat on the edge of the narrow bed, rolled up his shirtsleeves and tabbed
on the comp screen. The skin over his wounds no longer itched. And the pain
in his body had quieted to a dull roar. He let that be his focus. That and
his mission. Not her smiles or soft laughter. Or her sympathy. She didn’t
know who she was offering it to. She didn’t know what it was doing to
3. “Hell’s ass. There goes our card game.”
4. He gave her a confident smile. In spite of her bland black and tan Alliance
uniform, her very professional demeanor, and the noticeable lack of glitter
he remembered gracing her then much-shorter spiky hair, he could still see
the mercenary agent called Lady Sass. It was something in the tilt of her
chin or the deceptively loose way she held her body. Ready to move decisively
at any moment, this one. He’d seen her in action. Impressive.
5 .It seems all I’m able to do in your presence is stare at you like
some stupid schoolboy. I just want to talk to you. I’ve been trying
so hard to reach you, but I’m so afraid, and the gods know if you found
out you’d probably think it hysterically funny...but I’m so afraid
of losing you. I don’t know how close I can get.