friends and family waiting for her return. Could he let her go if she wanted to leave? Somehow, he doubted it, but he steeled himself against the possibility.
G’ntriel stepped forward again and touched his face with her warm hand.
“Talk to her before you make any decisions,” she said and then stepped back into her husband’s embrace and changed the subject. “Were you able to find Oberon?”
He nodded as he made an effort to push his own jumbled thoughts aside so that he could concentrate on their original mission—the delivery of medication to children who desperately needed it.
He glanced at the ship's chronometer. “We have a rendezvous point in about eleven hours. I have the co-ordinates, but we need to modify one of the shuttle pods or Sarah’s ship so that we can hide it from the planet’s radar network.”
“I’ll get to work on that right now,” G'ntriel said confidently. Judge nodded to Jordan and turned to follow his wife towards the docking bay, but turned back to grin at him once more.
“Oh, and Captain? Welcome back.”
Jordan stepped back into the medical bay and shook his head at all the things that had changed in the last two days. Only forty-eight hours ago, he’d been the captain of a dangerous crew, struggling to maintain order and protect one tiny slip of a woman. Now he had a different crew, including many women who had chosen to stay because they had something to offer to their main mission—protect and help those who needed it using any means necessary.
He sat beside Sarah as she slept on the narrow medical cot and pulled her hand into his as he lowered his head to the mattress. Suddenly tired beyond anything he’d ever known, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep slumber, his hopes for his future following him into his dreams.
Chapter Ten
Sarah woke slowly, the exhaustion of the last few days difficult to shake off. Tee-ani hurried over to her and used several medical instruments to check her temperature, blood pressure, and other vital signs.
“Looks like you’ve made a full recovery,” she said quietly as she tried not to wake Jordan as he slept beside Sarah. Sarah reached out to run her fingers over his face. He had tired shadows under his eyes, but he looked happier that she’d ever seen him—well, except maybe when he was buried deep in her body, smiling into her eyes.
“He’s been here for hours. I couldn’t convince him to go back to his cabin. Maybe you can,” she said quietly. “You can go with him, if you like.”
Sarah smiled up at the doctor. “Thanks, Tee-ani. I really appreciate your help.”
“No problem,” she replied happily. “I suspect you won’t be my only projectile weapon injury on this ship.”
Sarah smiled at the doctor, sensing that she’d missed a lot while she’d been sleeping, but turned to give Jordan a gentle shake.
“Jordan,” she called softly. “Wake up and take me back to your cabin, please.”
He roused almost immediately, his attention on her clear and undivided. His concern melted from his face as he smiled at her.
“You’re looking better,” he said.
“Yep. Tee-ani said I can go if I want to.”
He stiffened slightly, barely masking the pain that crossed his features.
“Of course, I’ll just go check that your ship is in working order and stocked with supplies.”
“You want me to leave? Now?” she asked, shocked that he’d be so keen to let her go.
“Don’t you want to leave?” he asked, his voice gruff, his expression unreadable.
“Hell, no,” she said. “I want you to take me back to your cabin and make love to me.”
He shook his head briefly, but smiled and said, “Yes, ma’am” as he lifted her into his arms.
* * * *
He’d wrapped a blanket around her naked body before they left the medical bay, but as he lay her down on his bed, he opened the covering and gazed lovingly at her.
Carefully, as if she were breakable, Jordan lowered his head and captured her lips. His hand
G’ntriel stepped forward again and touched his face with her warm hand.
“Talk to her before you make any decisions,” she said and then stepped back into her husband’s embrace and changed the subject. “Were you able to find Oberon?”
He nodded as he made an effort to push his own jumbled thoughts aside so that he could concentrate on their original mission—the delivery of medication to children who desperately needed it.
He glanced at the ship's chronometer. “We have a rendezvous point in about eleven hours. I have the co-ordinates, but we need to modify one of the shuttle pods or Sarah’s ship so that we can hide it from the planet’s radar network.”
“I’ll get to work on that right now,” G'ntriel said confidently. Judge nodded to Jordan and turned to follow his wife towards the docking bay, but turned back to grin at him once more.
“Oh, and Captain? Welcome back.”
Jordan stepped back into the medical bay and shook his head at all the things that had changed in the last two days. Only forty-eight hours ago, he’d been the captain of a dangerous crew, struggling to maintain order and protect one tiny slip of a woman. Now he had a different crew, including many women who had chosen to stay because they had something to offer to their main mission—protect and help those who needed it using any means necessary.
He sat beside Sarah as she slept on the narrow medical cot and pulled her hand into his as he lowered his head to the mattress. Suddenly tired beyond anything he’d ever known, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep slumber, his hopes for his future following him into his dreams.
Chapter Ten
Sarah woke slowly, the exhaustion of the last few days difficult to shake off. Tee-ani hurried over to her and used several medical instruments to check her temperature, blood pressure, and other vital signs.
“Looks like you’ve made a full recovery,” she said quietly as she tried not to wake Jordan as he slept beside Sarah. Sarah reached out to run her fingers over his face. He had tired shadows under his eyes, but he looked happier that she’d ever seen him—well, except maybe when he was buried deep in her body, smiling into her eyes.
“He’s been here for hours. I couldn’t convince him to go back to his cabin. Maybe you can,” she said quietly. “You can go with him, if you like.”
Sarah smiled up at the doctor. “Thanks, Tee-ani. I really appreciate your help.”
“No problem,” she replied happily. “I suspect you won’t be my only projectile weapon injury on this ship.”
Sarah smiled at the doctor, sensing that she’d missed a lot while she’d been sleeping, but turned to give Jordan a gentle shake.
“Jordan,” she called softly. “Wake up and take me back to your cabin, please.”
He roused almost immediately, his attention on her clear and undivided. His concern melted from his face as he smiled at her.
“You’re looking better,” he said.
“Yep. Tee-ani said I can go if I want to.”
He stiffened slightly, barely masking the pain that crossed his features.
“Of course, I’ll just go check that your ship is in working order and stocked with supplies.”
“You want me to leave? Now?” she asked, shocked that he’d be so keen to let her go.
“Don’t you want to leave?” he asked, his voice gruff, his expression unreadable.
“Hell, no,” she said. “I want you to take me back to your cabin and make love to me.”
He shook his head briefly, but smiled and said, “Yes, ma’am” as he lifted her into his arms.
* * * *
He’d wrapped a blanket around her naked body before they left the medical bay, but as he lay her down on his bed, he opened the covering and gazed lovingly at her.
Carefully, as if she were breakable, Jordan lowered his head and captured her lips. His hand
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