Space Age- Houston, Prepare for Launch by Sara L. Hudson

Author:Sara L. Hudson
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-01-21T05:00:00+00:00

Ryan

“A random dude rubbed oil on my chest.”

I barely manage not to spew my coffee over the firehouse’s computer in front of me. I take a hard swallow. “Jesus, man. Does Ana know about this?”

“Shut up. It was for your girl and her calendar.”

“Oh, right. Your photo shoot was yesterday.” Something catches my eye. “Is that…” I squint at him. “Is that glitter on your neck?”

He slaps his hand over his throat. “God damn stuff won’t come off.”

I lose all interest in the holiday schedule I was creating and laugh my ass off. “A guy rubbed oil and glitter on your body?” Tears form in my eyes, and I rest my head against the desk surface. “Please tell me someone got that on video.”

“No, you asshole. But it will be in the calendar for all to see.”

I wipe my eyes. “Priceless.”

Rich just glares.

“Why glitter?” A horrific thought crosses my mind. “Wait. Are we all having glitter rubbed on us?”

“No.” He crosses his arms. “Apparently I didn’t take into consideration New Year’s when I picked the month of January.”

“What does that have to do with it?”

“The whole theme was a New Year’s Eve party. They even put party hats on the two dogs and cat I took pictures with and set noisemakers in front of them.”

His sullen face makes me grin. “I bet they took to the hats better than you took to the glitter and oil.”

“Shut up, dick wad. Just wait for your turn.” A devious smile creeps up his face. “You’re December. I bet they sprinkle sparkling snow on you or deck your balls with lights.”

I rub a hand over my face. “God, stop. I’m nervous enough.”

“Why the hell are you nervous? I doubt it can get worse than glitter-oil.” His smirk kicks up again. “Although honestly, it paid off. Turns out Ana has a stripper fantasy I didn’t know about.”

“Uncool.” I shake my head. “I don’t need to know about your sex life, man.”

“Don’t be jealous.” Smirk still in place, Rich pushes off from the wall. “Who knows, maybe the good doctor will be into the glitter too.”

If Becca liked glitter, I’d swim in a vat of it. That in itself tells me how much I’ve fallen for her.

We haven’t been able to see each other for a week. Her with Mission Control shifts at night and Neutral Buoyancy training in the afternoon, me with back to back shifts. Time together has been sparse.

Two days ago, she got me a visitor’s badge so I could check out the Neutral Buoyancy Lab where she suited up and went under water to train with the astronauts she’s in charge of. Afterwards I was so turned on by how smart and badass she is, I dragged her into a supply closet and went down on her.

How the hell this woman, with all her accomplishments and stunning looks, wants me, I don’t know. But shout out to the man upstairs if he had a hand in it.

I glance at my watch. She texts me when her Mission Control shifts end, which is at eleven at night.

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