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hit…I haven’t been myself. We were about
to go through the wormhole. You were demanding to go back. I had
taken you without permission…so I made the best decision I could at
the time.”
    He looks tired. Beaten.
    I instantly feel ashamed for yelling at him. His entire planet is dying. He’s sick himself. And he gave up
the chance to charge his healing bunk for you. Who knows how sane
you would be in his place?
    Another thought hits me. “But…isn’t there
another way to help heal you…to prolong the effects of the
poison?”
    His heated gaze runs over my body, and I
feel my insides tighten. “Yes. A far better one than the healing
bunk.”
    I push aside my sadness and my shock as a
quiver races through my body. I remember what the vid said. Endorphins. “Then, let me help you.”
    He doesn’t move, doesn’t speak.
    I can’t resist the urge to hold him anymore.
He can push me away if he really wants to. I step forward and sit
on his lap, wrapping my arms around him.
    It takes a second, but then I feel his arms
come around me in return. His embrace is strong, sure. It’s hard to
believe he’s dying.
    You can’t change that, but there is
something you can do to prolong it.
    I lean in and brush his lips with mine.
     

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Kiss A Warrior (An Alien Rogue Romance – Part One)

Chapter One
    The private spacecraft touched down in the
ship yard with a familiar groan. Hannah swung her booted feet off
the oversized chair in front of her, and pressed her palms against
the window. A few people outside had turned to stare.
    Her dad just had to travel in style! Yeah,
the small craft moved faster and smoother than most, but just the
sight of it would tell everyone that someone uncommonly wealthy and
powerful travelled inside.
    Which was exactly the opposite of what she
wanted.
    At least mother hadn’t come. The woman had
been a sobbing mess. The academy was already like a ghost, its
memories haunting her mother with every step. Seeing her daughter
there… Hannah couldn’t even imagine how badly that would’ve
ended.
    But how to deal with her father?
    She leaned back in her chair and regarded
him. Here goes nothing!
    “It might be better if you waited in the
ship,” she suggested in her least argumentative voice.
    Her father lowered his computer interface,
one brow raised in annoyance. “Do you think I travelled with you
all the way here simply to-- how did you put it? Wait in the
ship?”
    Disappointment flared. A true parent
would’ve understood that an adult child deserved independence. Even
on one of the most important days of her life, it was ‘the
commander’ escorting her to the academy, not her father. She
should’ve known the moment he’d donned his deep blue uniform,
perfectly starched and pressed as always.
    You did know , her brain insisted, but
the ache in her heart said she’d hoped she was wrong.
    “Please?” she forced a smile.
    He raised his interface once more, so only
his neatly trimmed, steel-gray hair peeked over the top of it. “I
pulled more strings than you can possibly imagine to allow you to
attend The Starflight Academy under your mother’s maiden name. Even
though I consider it an insult to my family. I will not act as your
chauffeur, too.”
    Hannah took a deep breath, fighting the urge
to explode. “There isn’t much point in all of that if we enter the
school together- now, is there?” she challenged.
    He glared over the top of his computer. “If
I had it my way, you’d either be attending the academy with guards
at your side, around the clock, or I’d simply assign you a position
on my ship. And before you interrupt me, yes, I do admire your
desire to follow in my footsteps. After all your training already,
I think it requires a certain kind of person to be willing to
attend this challenging of a program, simply because your drive to
never settle for less.” He paused. “That’s a Stowe family trait I
might add.”
    His praise, even wrapped in anger,