He sent her a short frown. “I thought Sherron was some big war hero. Why are the authorities after him?”
Kira threaded her fingers through her hair, pulling some pins free. “A few months ago, Rian got Tannin to hack into the data streams of Kasson Three, a supposedly abandoned station that should have been sucked into a nearby black hole years ago. Rian suspected it was some kind of Reidar base. Baden Niels, a multiversal corporation CEO, who’s actually an alien himself, ordered a warrant issued for our arrest. He claimed his company had turned the station into a research outpost. We’re now wanted intergalactic terrorists.”
While the charge was obviously quite serious, and he was a little shocked to find he’d been nabbed by a band of wanted criminals, the idea of Kira being an intergalactic terrorist was pretty damn amusing. The more he thought about it, the harder it was to stop the grin yanking at his lips.
Kira glanced over at him, confusion crossing her features. “What’s so funny?”
“You. Being some badass, hardened criminal on the run from the authorities.”
She crossed her arms, trying for a stern expression but totally failing, her gorgeous eyes giving away her amusement.
“Hey, Mr. Big, Bad, Tough Commando, I took you down, didn’t I? I’m totally rocking the fugitive lifestyle.”
“Then I guess I don’t need to feel so bad about things if I got decked by one of the IPC’s most wanted. When I account this story later on, I’m going to tell people you were a butch, six-foot-tall, backworlds hack-medic who dosed me with an untested cocktail of synthetic drugs.”
She gave a short laugh and patted his arm. “Whatever saves your fragile ego, soldier boy.”
“Thanks,” he muttered, a little too charmed by the spark in her gaze and the way the unguarded smile made her that much more gorgeous. “How many hours until someone else takes over watch?”
She checked the time then slipped her comm away.
“About two hours, maybe three if I’m feeling generous. Tannin said he’d take the next shift.”
“If you’re tired, let me take the next two hours. I promise not to fly us to the nearest IPC outpost, as tempting as it might be.”
A half grin kicked up one side of her lips. “If I was tired, I’d let you take over the helm, but I’m really not. Well, not sleepy, anyway. Truthfully, I am feeling kind of drained. I had this really difficult patient in the last week who seemed determined to get himself killed. You know I had to save his life two and a half times.”
“Two and a half?”
She gave a decisive nod. “Yeah, I’m calling it two and a half. Don’t tell anyone, but I nearly killed him myself with a sedative.”
“Sounds like the bastard deserved it.”
“Maybe.” She gave a quick shrug. “That’s still up for consideration.”
The next smile that crossed her face had just a hint of mischief to it. He’d been wrong—her earlier, unguarded smile he’d thought was beautiful had nothing on this one, and it hit him right in the middle of his chest and rippled outward.
by Jess Anastasi
Publication Date: January 2, 2017
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Select Otherworld, Sci-Fi, Romance
After his unusual reaction to a weapon, Commando Varean Donnelly is accused of being a shape-shifting alien and imprisoned onboard the Imojenna. Sure, he has abilities he keeps hidden from everyone—including the gorgeous doc examining him—because the government makes sure people as different as him disappear. For good.Imojenna doctor Kira Sasaki knows there’s something different about the handsome commando the captain’s thrown in their brig. She doesn’t think he’s Reidar, although he might have been a victim of their cruel experiments. But when Kira learns the stubborn commando’s racial make-up, she finds herself torn between defending him to Captain Rian Sherron and his crew or urging Varean to escape while he still can.
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Jess has been making up stories ever since she can remember. Though her messy handwriting made it hard for anyone else to read them, she wasn’t deterred and now she gets to make up stories for a living. She loves loud music, a good book on a rainy day, and probably spends too much time watching too many TV shows. Jess lives in regional Victoria, Australia, with her very supportive husband, three daughters, two border collie dogs, and one cat who thinks he’s one of the kids.
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