Sam stared at the document sitting in front of him. The words swam on the page, mocking him. If he’d thought getting work done before Saturday night had been difficult, it had now become impossible. Ever since that kiss that had sent him higher than the moon, and then brought back lower and harder than he’d ever fallen before. How could he have allowed this to happen?
And because Sam hadn’t seen Katie since that night, his imagination had been allowed to roam free. He’d dreamed of her, imagined kissing her again, remembered how hungry, yet soft, her lips had been. If he could just see her again, he’d realize that fantasy was always better than reality. He’d realize that the real Katie couldn’t possibly live up to his expectations, and then Sam would be able to move on and refocus on the job at hand.
Sam sauntered up Zoe’s walkway, hands in his pockets and whistling a familiar tune, though he couldn’t remember where he’d heard it. Before he had the chance to knock, the door flew open. Katie stood in the doorway, looking amazing, as usual. Though something looked different.“You’re not wearing your leather jacket,” Sam said. Instead she wore a dark green cardigan that made her emerald eyes seem brighter than ever.“I thought I’d try something new,” she said. “Do you like it?” Katie seemed like she genuinely didn’t know how incredible she looked.“It suits you,” Sam said. He glanced behind her to see if Zoe was nearby, spying.
Katie stood on the seat of the car, watching the sun set, until the road became too bumpy and she was thrown into the side of the sun roof. “Ow,” she said, dropping back into her seat.“You okay?” Sam asked, then pointedly tugged his seatbelt.“Yeah, yeah. I know. Safety first.” Katie put her seatbelt on, but still craned to see the brilliant hues that stretched across the sky. “I just can’t get over it. This place is so amazing.”“I’ve lived here my whole life, and I’m still not used to it,” Sam said. “I hope I never am.”“Where did you say we’re goi
Sam rounded the corner to Zoe’s office, but had to do a double take when he saw that it was Katie, and not Zoe, sitting at the desk. “You’re back to working in the office?”Katie gave him a shy smile. “I have a confession. When I decided to work from home…I was avoiding you.”Sam pumped a fist in the air. “I knew it!” He grinned. “So, I’ve made it off your blacklist?”“Blacklist?”“Yeah, you know, everyone who is on your bad side, and if a hitman took them out, it wouldn’t be the end of the world.”
“How did it go?” Bev asked, handing Katie a sugar cookie. They sat on a couple of tree stumps outside Bev’s tent. “Mayor Freedman dropped these off this morning, so I’m guessing it didn’t go too badly.”“It didn’t go well either,” Katie said, taking a bite. “I didn’t tell him.”“I thought so.” Bev shook her head. “You can’t go on pretending, you know. A life that you want to last can’t be built on lies, and you have built up plenty of them since you got here.”“I haven’t lied about anything except my name,” Katie protested.
Katie had kept her fear and anger under control while in the middle of the festival, but now that they were out on the darkened street, this was her chance. She had seen the way Sam looked at her. Like she was a stranger. Just moments before he had been talking about how she’d changed the world for the better—his world. And now? Well, he wasn’t going to be any help. Katie was just another problem he had to deal with. But one thing was for sure. She wasn’t going to go with Teddy quietly.No one had thought to keep a hand on her, Sam walking in front of her and Teddy behind. They really didn’t know she’d try to run? Katie counted to five, slowing her breath with each number.
“I need an update,” Sam said into his phone. “We still don’t see them.” He listened, nodding. “Great. Thank you, Detective. Keep us posted.” He hung up and turned to Daniel in the passenger seat. “New Mexico State troopers have set up a roadblock about thirty miles north.”Daniel gave a grim smile. “What if they didn’t go north?”“We have a witness who saw a patrol car heading in that direction. Besides, border patrol is to the south and Bev said she and Melinda haven’t seen any patrol cars on the east route.”“Did the witness see if the car was from Colorado?”
Katie woke to the sound of a squeal from downstairs.“Wake up! Christmas is finally here and you won’t believe what’s outside,” Zoe yelled.The sound of Zoe’s feet pounding on the stairs made Katie burrow under her blankets in a vain attempt to hide. If she could just have a few more minutes—The blankets whipped off her. “I’m glad I don’t sleep naked,” Katie said, curling into a shivering ball. “That could have been embarrassing.”“Please,” Zoe said, waving her off. “I knew you wouldn’t be. You’re not the type.”
Book 2: "It's better to have loved and lost, they said. They were wrong."Ruby balanced her phone between her shoulder and ear as she wound her bike chain around a tree. “Have you decided what you want on your cake? I just arrived at the bakery.”“I told you, it doesn’t really matter to me. The cake is going to be delicious either way,” Katie said.It mattered to Ruby. An ache settled in her chest and she paused outside the bakery door. “What about pink baby booties in the middle with the writing surrounding the
Zoe walked down the sidewalk, arm in arm with her best friend, Ruby. The sun had set an hour earlier and all they were left with was the light from the street lamps, splashing across the road. Summer was her favorite time of year, despite the monsoon rains that would leave as quickly as they arrived, and despite the mosquitoes the rain invariably brought with it. And right then, she loved the scents of the desert mingled with campfire smoke that surrounded them as they walked down Main Street toward the town park.“Too bad Parker couldn’t be here for the star party,” Zoe said, turning the corner by the bike shop. A small path led to the large park that was tucked away behind the buildings, w
Bev stretched out in bed, her toes dangling over the edge. Katie had encouraged her to take a long weekend, and it was the best thing Bev could have done. Of course, that didn’t stop her mind from drifting to Charles, or keep her from constantly looking at the picture that Katie had given her. The one where she was floating in zero gravity, the earth behind her…while she kissed Charles. It was a picture-perfect moment, and one that she kept coming back to.Bev kept asking herself if she had overreacted. Maybe. She would never know, though. She had texted Charles several times over the previous few days. Even if nothing else happened between them, she wanted the chance to apologize. She felt bad about how she had left things, and the things she had said to him.But he’
Charles arrived early at the celebratory lunch. They were meeting in a large conference room that had been decorated with glittering stars that hung from the ceiling. The black tablecloth also glittered, as though millions of stars were sprinkled all over it, but he couldn’t enjoy it when all he felt was regret. Charles had watched Bev walk away, and he had done nothing to stop her. But how could he have? Everything he had said, she’d turned it on its head and made him into the bad guy.When he had said her homelessness didn’t matter to him, he hadn’t meant that her experiences weren’t important. He had only meant that he didn’t care if she was a billionaire, or a kindergarten teacher. Or even homeless. It was the money that didn’t matter to him. But he was never able to explain himself. Bev had been so angry, he
The spaceship landed with a thud and Bev’s heart thudded with it. They were back on Earth. Their journey was over. But not completely. After seeing the earth, so innocent and small, all of her problems seemed minuscule by comparison. She didn’t feel she had the right to complain about a broken high heel or having to eat spaghetti again for dinner when she’d rather have steak.Bev unbuckled her harness and Charles held out a hand to help her stand. She wasn’t sure why he thought she needed the help, until she tried and her legs wobbled under her. She took his gloved hand in hers, grateful for the support. It wasn’t until they walked down the steps from the spaceship that she let g
Charles felt queasy, but he didn’t think it was because of the motion of the spaceship. His nerves were clawing at him and his heart beat so fast, he thought it too was trying to escape. He touched the button on the side of his helmet. “You guys okay if I start talking through the techniques a little early? Or at least a little deep breathing?”“Yes, please,” Brady said, practically begging.“Breathe in…and hold it. One…two…three…four. Now slowly let it out,” Charles said. He was sure he needed it more than anyone else, but saying it out loud, and knowing the others were doing it with him, helped calm him down.The pilot’s voice cut in just as
Bev woke up long before the sun rose. That would have implied that she slept, though, and she didn’t get much of that. This time it wasn’t because of Charles, however. He had texted her as she was getting ready for bed, asking if she wanted to go for an evening stroll. She had considered it, but in the end decided it would just complicate things. She hadn’t texted him back.Judging by the tossing and turning she heard from the other two beds, she doubted that Cecelia or Katie had slept either. Who could, when they knew they would be going up to space in just a few short hours? They had been prepared. They were ready.Even though Bev had ignored Charles’ text the night before, she peeked through the blinds next to her window, half hoping that he would be out there
“Welcome to the simulation lab,” Julie said, stopping and opening a door that their badges didn’t allow them access to.Bev was the first one to step through the door, but it was so dark, she couldn’t see her own hand in front of her face. “Is there a light around here somewhere?”“Take about three more steps and it will kick on,” Julie said.It was a little unnerving stepping into the dark, but she did as she was told. As promised, the lights clicked on, but the sudden brightness momentarily sent spots through her vision. When they cleared, Bev’s breath caught in her throat.She was standing in a room that was even larger than the roo
“I can’t believe I said that,” Bev said, pacing back and forth in their dorm room. “To a billionaire.”“So what? You told him you know your way around a cardboard box. That could mean anything,” Katie said, studying her reflection in the full-length mirror on the closet door. “I really like this spacesuit. Doctor Randall said we get to take it home as a souvenir. Usually when I get free stuff, it’s a lousy T-shirt that is three sizes too big.”“Can we focus on me for a moment?” Bev asked. “Everyone associates homeless people with living in cardboard boxes. Where would we even get a box that would be big enough to fit inside? It’s not like people just throw those things out on the street.” She sighe
Charles felt disoriented as he leaned on Doctor Randall. His body had never been through so much torture. But he had done it, and without puking. He had Bev to thank for that. He slid into his chair in the hall, many of his teammates looking similar to how he felt. Only three people were left: Brady, Cecelia, and Katie. With each person who came out, Katie made another phone call to her daughter. The last time she’d returned, she’d complained that her sister-in-law had stopped picking up the phone.“Guess I better show you how it’s done, eh?” Cecelia said, teasing Brady. She smiled as she said it, but her eyes held fire. Whatever anxiety she’d had before had been replaced by the feud between her and the young actor. Who knew someone could gain a nemesis on a space tourism flight?