Tylar Daire is the navigator on a space mission whose focus is to discover a cure for a mysterious illness killing colonists on Terra. The crew consists of the captain, a soldier for protection, a scientist to study the virus, Tylar himself, and hot-shot ace pilot Rion Z'ev. From the moment Tylar and Rion meet, sparks fly. They try their best to keep their growing relationship from the others, but when they're alone on the bridge during the day, or holed away in the sleeping quarters at night, they can't keep their hands off each other.<br><br>Soldier Jareth is an old friend of Tylar's. When he begins to suspect he's caught the virus they're trying to cure, he swears Tylar to secrecy. But Jareth gets worse, until he can't hide it any more, and he collapses out in the field. Will the crew be able to defeat the virus, or is it too late to save them all?

Navigator's Log

set up an IV and took blood. I was so sure I had what Jareth had.


That was simply the flu, right? And I had it too, I just knew


But I’m not that lucky. I can’t stop


thinking about that glass. I shouldn’t have run my hand through it.


I should’ve wrapped a cloth around my fist first, or something. I


shouldn’t have touched Jareth’s mask with that green slimy shit all


over it, even though he wasn’t breathing and the others couldn’t


get the clasps to work with their big-ass gloves on. I shouldn’t


have even entered that decontamination chamber.


the lounge. He had us sit down, but he wouldn’t stop pacing, just


kept passing us, back and forth and back and forth and…


tellus already, Ansel, will you? Stop walking all over the


Chapter 16