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eBook Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
eBook Description: Taylor Sterling has everything under control. He's young, wealthy, and he's got his own small spaceship, leading a mission to collect astronomical data. He's got Joel, too. Joel's his main engineer as well as a friend, and their relationship's quickly becoming all he could ask for. When a bad decision leads his ship and crew into real danger, Taylor learns that having it all isn't as easy as he thought, and that it takes only a split second to lose it. Can he and Joel survive his mistakes?

eBook Publisher: Torquere Press/Single Shot, Published: http://www.torquerepress.com, 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: August 2007

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Words: 11187
Reading time: 31-44 min.
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ISBN: 1603700948

I wonder what the ship must look like. Probably beautiful, spiraling as it drifts through the blackness of space, light from a nearby star twinkling off its sharp edges. Until you get close enough to see the damage, I guess. Until you notice the rips in the fabric and the atmosphere leaking out, see the evidence of explosions and wonder if anyone could have survived.

Well, I'm surviving for now. I sit wrapped in blankets, snuggling into my command seat on what's left of the bridge. I'm trying not to be bitter, but it's hard when all my future holds is a lonely death. Lonely, when all I want is for Joel to be here. Selfish of me, but...

"I should've known better, Joel. The Sterling luck had to come to an end sometime; naturally, it would be in my time. Taylor Sterling, last of his line. You always accused me of being a pessimist; what would you say now? Anything would do, Jo, anything."

I feel the sting of tears and angrily scrub at my eyes.

It looks as if I'm not going to reach my thirtieth birthday. Just two months short. Joel promised me something special to celebrate, and I was trying for ages to figure out what. Even resorted to batting my eyelashes at him. Joel has a thing for my eyes, says he's never seen anyone with eyes as green as mine.

The cold is eating at me again and I pull the blankets tighter across my chest; it doesn't stop the shivering, though. Not for the first time, I'm wondering why I wanted to be a pilot so desperately; there are so many better and safer jobs out there. A harsh laugh bubbles up and I just have to move. I walk over to the only console still lit, but its readings are so faint they hardly register.

I feel dizzy as I try to make sense of it. "Not enough oxygen left anymore." I say it aloud as if there was someone around to hear me. Course there isn't, not anymore.