Xander hadn’t wanted to shove her out the airlock, but the risk was too high. They’d been friends, shipmates, lovers, and everything in between for the last decade.
“Stop crying,” she said, though Xander wasn’t sure whether she was talking to him or herself.
“Khrys, don’t make this harder than it has to be.”
The radio in her spacesuit squawked with solar interference.
“What? You sending me into space so I don’t take out half the ship?” she asked. “How hard … Read More