When contact is lost with Mission Control, Commander John Dennington isn’t overly concerned. Such hiccups in communication are common. The first inkling of the larger problem occurs when he sees the very shape of the world change before his eyes.<br><br>John must ease his crew into a new mission and keep the Station together by any means necessary. The crew jeopardizes their chances by fighting his orders, but Jason Weiss, his mission specialist and the light of his life, makes John’s situation more bearable.<br><br>The smallest malfunction to Station or crew would spell the end for six astronauts trapped high above a ruined Earth. It’s their mission to carry on. Random chance of the universe hasn’t operated in their favor so far, but John is determined to see them all safely home.

Expedition 63 Book 1: Dusk

“I meant, tonight,” John gasped on another bout of giggles.


Jason seemed kinda offended by John’s amusement, if the sudden shock of pain to his ass was anything togo by. “Sleep, you jackass. That’s what’s on the agenda for the rest of tonight.”


It took a supreme amount of willpower, and maybe an attempt to smother himself to unconsciousness against Jason’s chest, but he got a handle on his laughter before Jason shut him up with some other method. His lover came off as a little touchy at the moment and John didn’t want to push his buttons toomuch.


“Okay, I’m good.” John sucked in a big breath and let it out slowly. “Yeah, I’m good.”


“Awesome,” Jason said, delivered so flat it was deadpan. “Are we going to have any more discussion about anything tonight? Or can I sleep? It’s been a long day and I’m looking forward to this.”


“Except to tell you I love you, no.” John’s smile brightened. He hadn’t been able to say that often up here. It was wonderful.


Chapter 24