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 him.
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.