Chapter 9

“I wish,” John shot back, but there was that little, half-sad smile again. Something about that hopeless expression just irked him in all the wrong directions and he would sell his soul to never see it again. “But it’s not an issue on our end, guys. It’s a ground issue and if you’ll look down at theshiny blue planet, you’ll see why.”

“All right, John.” Saito followed John’s order, but Jason wanted to resist. The others streamed overto the little port windows at once. Their eyes weren’t on John, who turned away from the opportunity toshare what he wanted them to see. In defiance of the neutral temperature of the Station, a bead of sweat rolled down a brown temple and over a round cheekbone.

The silence of his fellow astronauts finally got to him, so Jason flowed over to the porthole and allowed the great planet to enchant his eyes.