I’m going through the 2nd round of edits/revisions on ‘Any Job Will Do’ the first book in my new Grand Human Empire Series. (Sign up for the newsletter here) and, well, it’s not my favorite part of writing.
So here we are.
“You shot me, you fucking prick.” Naomi growled from the chair she was tied to in the engineering space aboard the Osprey.
Baxter was standing next to her, “She has a colorful vocabulary.”
The angry woman looked up at the combat droid then back to Jax, her face scrunched in anger. “You shot me. You didn’t have to shoot me.”
Jax tilted his head, “Well, you seem to have no concept of boundaries, don’t seem to take no for an answer, and somehow you knew a lot more about this job than you should.” He leaned against the reactor control panel, “Mind explaining?”
“I gotta pee.” His prisoner retorted.
“Then you’d better talk fast.” He grinned. “Long way to Themura.”
Just a little tidbit of the chemistry forming between Jackson and Naomi. This series is a lot of fun, I’m really excited to get book one into the pipeline and start work on book 2.
Don’t worry, Space Rogues 8 is already 15k words i. :)
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