Escaped slave and radical Genthry is facing down his final moments, bound to the execution platform, when some soul detonates the platform and the prison wall. He didn’t plan it, but he’s more than happy to take the opportunity to escape and thumb his nose at fate yet again. By the time he gets his hands on a ship, the authorities have caught up to him in the form of handsome marshal Dryath Riatt. When a passerby knocks the marshal out, Genthry takes Riatt “hostage” to save him from the angry crowd. Dryath knew he shouldn’t have thought the job was done just because he got his hands on escaped killer Genthry. He wasn’t counting on the local crowd jumping in to help the dirtbag escape, the local garrison refusing to lift a finger to help him ... or Genthry being possibly the most beautiful man he’d ever seen. Now he’s a captive, restrained, and flying to some unknown destination with a terrorist who doesn’t make him feel unsafe at all. When an encounter with pirates forces a sudden landing, Genthry and Dryath must hide together before either can find safety. Can they overcome their differences, or will these enemies sell each other out before they can find happiness?

See Ya, Space Cowboy

Silence fell between them, like a curtain. Genthry itched. He didn’t want Dryath to leave and he sure as hell didn’t want Dryath going back to the marshals. He couldn’t tell him that, though. He’d had a hard enough time dragging the poor man all the way out here. He’d disrupted Dryath’s life enough, and what kind of life could he really offer? A life of crime, always on the run, probably ending in a short imprisonment and brief, blistering pain.


He didn’t even want that for himself. He wasn’t going to try to bring someone else into it.


Chapter 25