her “They don’t know about you. We put you in the pod, you hide out and jettison when they take the flame near a station. Get to the authorities and tell them…what?” she asked as he shook his head, a sad little smile on his lips.
flame“I can’t do that, little human.”
“Oh for f**k’s sake!” She threw her hands up in despair, turning away from him to run one through her hair. It shook. So the stress of being boarded by fleet troopers was getting to her…he could sue her ass for it later. “Look, I release you from the primary directives. In fact, new primary directive. Survive.”
Survive.”“Marry me.”
Of all the things he could have said, those two words were the last two Milly had expected to hear. He moved, bracketing her in against the back of the helm chair, so close she could feel the he
