Rathon: Two years ago.
Jordan knew she was blushing, but she couldn’t help it nor did she care. A transport was lowering itself in the front courtyard of Jesse and Hunter’s house and she immediately recognized one of the figures in it. Dagger.
They had only been on Rathon a few weeks, but he came by every day. Today, he was going to show her around. She watched as Taylor ran out to the transport. As usual, her little sister was doing everything she could to drive Saber crazy.
“I think that is my new mission in life,” Taylor had commented earlier this morning when she came out wearing a pair of tight short-shorts and a halter top. “The big lug needs someone to stir the ice in his veins and see that life is full of wonderful things… like me.”
Taylor had recently turned sixteen and was be
