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and she valiantly fought it off.
    “Then perhaps you should resign your commission because I’m not going anywhere until—” she paused, “I’m ordered to.”
    He stepped towards her, each pace menacing. Thunderheads rolled in his eyes but she held her ground. Yes, he was seriously intimidating and pissed off, but she trusted he wouldn’t raise a hand against her.
    “If you cost me the life of one of my squad…” He trailed off but she’d already received the message, loud and clear. “You’d damn well better be as good as you claim.”
    “I’ve beaten all your top scores,” she snapped.
    “Not a chance.” Arrogance was back in full swing.
    “Yes,” she said, stepping closer still. “The day after it posted I’d beat it. So you may not trust me, but, like I told you before, don’t try to measure your dick against mine.”
    Icy contempt flashed in his gaze. “We both know you don’t have a problem with the size of my cock. Which is good, because, while I don’t want to fly with you, I have no problems fucking you.”
    Her body was pleased to hear that but, before she could respond to the rest of his statement, they were interrupted.
    “I knew it!” a male voice said. “You two have already slept together.”
    Mortified, she whirled around to find Lizard ambling up to them, a cocky and smug grin on his tanned features. He winked at her before speaking again.
    “Guess that explains why you’re being such a territorial ass, Casanova.”
    “Shut up, Lizard,” Gio growled from behind her.
    She didn’t have it in her to face either of them, much less both, given what Lizard had overheard. With a frustrated breath, she got her head back in the game and went to her plane, determined to ignore what had just happened.

Chapter Three
     
     
     
    Jaydee was going to ignore it all. Gio knew that without a doubt. His eyes lingered over the purposeful stride she had as she made her way back to the Spirit she flew at the facility. There was no intended seduction in her movement, just her natural walk. Probably why it affects me so damn much.
    “When did you sleep with her?”
    Reality. “Let it go, man,” he warned, eyes never leaving Jaydee.
    “Hey, far be it from me to keep the lover Casanova from a conquest, but you need to chill this attitude or everyone will know.”
    He scowled. “She’s not another conquest, Lizard. I don’t need your advice on women.”
    A derisive snort. “Of course not. Which is why you’re staring at her like you can’t get enough of her. Face it, Giovanni, that woman there means something to you. If you would stop being a dick to her long enough, you’d see it. Problem is you need to curb your attitude before the CO has to step in.”
    Those words rankled and he scowled then sighed. He knew Lizard was right, he just…had no excuse.
    “I’ll be civil,” he ground out.
    That earned him a smack on the shoulder. “Be nice , Casanova. Be nice.” Lizard left his side and headed towards the bomber and Jaydee.
    Gio crossed his arms and stared at her. She had yanked her hair back in a tight bun. He hated it, wanted to remove all the pins and let it cascade down around her shoulders. He wanted to wipe away the composed look and replace it with one of sated passion.
    Jaydee barely glanced at Lizard, keeping her attention on the jet. He hid his smirk as his friend continued on out of the hangar. She wasn’t interested in Lizard. But when he was around her, her eyes remained on him, not the plane. He liked that.
    He strolled up behind her and watched her work. She walked under the plane, a tablet PC in one hand and a pen in the other. Glancing over her shoulder, he frowned at the numerous equations that filled the page.
    “What is all that?”
    “Equations for electrogravitics. I’m trying to figure out what the hell happened to the plane that crashed.”
    “Who are you?” he growled, spinning her to him.
    Jaydee sighed and held the pad close. “I told you. Please,