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destination.”
    “Thank you.” He nodded, his sincere gaze showering her with approval.
    She didn’t need his damn approval.
    Angel turned to navigation, but she couldn’t stop the glow of warmth he’d set off from making her stomach tighten—or from preventing her curiosity about the Rystani from escalating.
     

Chapter Three
    FREE OF THE webbing, Kirek leaned over the console, peered at the vidscreen, and rubbed tightness from the back of his neck. Although Angel’s cleverness at misdirecting the Kraj appeared to have worked, he sensed … danger. However, nothing menacing showed on the computer’s systems.
    “What?” Angel spun and confronted him, one hand fisted on a slender cocked hip, her eyes cool and assessing.
    Kirek usually preferred to remain silent about his hunches until he could back them with factual data. But with his neck twitching and the mission so important, he made an exception. “The Kraj—”
    “The Kraj,” Petroy spoke at the same moment, “just exited hyperspace. Distance less than one light year and closing.”
    “Evasive tactics. Prepare to hyperjump again.” Angel leveled a piercing stare at Kirek. “How in hell did you know the Kraj would return?”
    “I didn’t know. ”
    His intuition came often and was abnormally accurate. In the near future, he might need for her to accept his ability on faith. Besides, he liked showing off. It had been a long time since a woman had appreciated him for his unique abilities.
    She raised her brow. “You just happened to guess they’d reappear in this quadrant of the galaxy … on a hunch?”
    “Recalibrating hyperdrive.” Petroy’s hands waved over the console. The Kraj ship bore down on them with tremendous speed. “Kraj are loading weapons.”
    “Jump to sector seven,” she ordered.
    Kirek shook his head. “We don’t have time to hide in the dust clouds.”
    Angel ignored his comment, but she tightened her lips in clear annoyance that he would question her decision. “On my mark. Jump.”
    The webbing dropped again, and the hyperdrive engine engaged. Normal space disappeared, and the sensitivity of hyperspace returned. Kirek watched Angel tamp down her annoyance before she faced him once more. “I won’t tolerate command interference. If you ever again question my orders, you cannot remain on my bridge.”
    “I apologize, Captain.” Kirek threaded his fingers through his hair and didn’t point out he’d only been making a suggestion. Apparently, questioning her command was a touchy subject. “I don’t believe we can lose ourselves in the cloud dust and outwit the Kraj.”
    “Another hunch?” She lifted her chin, as if daring him to admit it.
    “Partial hunch. Partial estimate from known facts.”
    “What facts?” she snapped, drawing her body so taut her breasts lifted. Round breasts that appeared the perfect size to fill his palms. He imagined them swelling into his touch, the skin soft and smooth. Kirek knew enough about women to hide his admiration of her curves. Right about now, he didn’t need one of his hunches to realize that a show of interest in her very delicious-looking body would irritate her so much that she probably wouldn’t listen to a word he said.
    Damn, his response to her was totally inappropriate, the timing ridiculous. He should be thinking about escaping the Kraj, but he couldn’t help himself, and he wondered if, along with his damaged psi, his judgment had been impaired. Finally, he managed to put his fascination on hold and kept his gaze locked above her neck. Mostly above the neck.
    “The Kraj have stated they want me—not your salvage,” he pointed out.
    She frowned. “You believe they’re trying to stop your mission?”
    She caught on fast, even if she was eyeing him as if he had three brains. He shrugged and kept his tone unconcerned. “They seemed quite determined. That’s why we can’t simply outwait them in the dust clouds.”
    She drummed her fingers on the console and