He'd never considered sweet and conservative to be so hot, but damn, Emma wore it well.

It's hard to unlock a door with a condom," Emma shot back.His brilliant smile stole her heart. "Honey, you'd be surprised how many doors those babies have unlocked.

I__ going to kiss you.__nother whimper, but she didn__ jerk from his hold. __ know, and that__ an extremely bad idea.

She reeked of respectability and sophistication, and he went hard on a helpless surge of lust.

If I__ not mistaken, he__ bragging about his accuracy and prowess__ A bark of male laughter came through the phone__ earpiece and Piper finished on a squeak, __n his sport.___ice clarification, sweetheart, but it ain__ bragging when it__ the truth.

The small launch bay was littered with debris. A powerful breeze tore at his black silk shirt as Kilroy made his way across it to the waiting shuttle, evoking a feeling like the fingers of fate were caressing his body. __he Hammer_ stepped over the body of one of his fallen crew without a trace of care or concern. The air was rushing past him, like a wind, out into space through the wounds in the side of his ship. Fatigued and desperate, the Hammer was running out of options. His ship was a mess, holed in a dozen places, the life support systems failing. Weakened hull sections were collapsing in pressure bursts. The vibrations that shook the deck beneath him now were not from the engines that once drove her forward, but now from the explosions down below, tearing her apart.