watch movies on the television because he didn't have money to take them out? How long did she have to keep dishing out money because he 'forgot' to go the bank?
"You know what? I think I've had enough. It's better to be alone than having you string me along."
"Jenn, I never did that to you. We can figure this out. Let's not mess up a good thing." He was pleading now, but the years of frustration and disappointment built up in her heart were finally erupting. Jenn held up her hands.
"You know what? I'm done. Give me your key and get out of here."
"Don't do this. I'm sorry. You're right. I've put things off, but only because I had something special planned."
Jenn's eyes narrowed. "That sounds convenient. What's your big surprise?"
"I wanted to present something more elaborate, but I guess I don't have a lot of time." He went to his coat and took out a small box and handed it to her.
Jenn's heart leaped, but she didn't want to be disappointed. She cautiously opened the box to discover a sparkling engagement ring. She stared it without speaking.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
She swallowed hard and felt ashamed. "But you said you wanted to wait."
"I was stalling, but I guess I was doing it in the worst possible way. Let me make it up to you. This weekend we'll go to Vegas and get married. Just you, me and Elvis. We'll do the whole deal. Vows, cake, dinner at the fanciest restaurant we can go to without reservations, and a honeymoon suite in one of the hotels. What do you think?"
"This weekend?" Her voice rose. Jenn couldn't believe what was happening. She had waited her entire life to get married, and suddenly it was going to happen.
"Of course, babe. That's why I didn't want you to go out with Nayla tomorrow night. I was going to take you for a drive and go straight to Vegas."
"You were going to surprise me?" Random gestures were uncharacteristic of Anton, but at the moment, she was so surprised and happy that she didn't want to overthink her good fortune.
Anton lifted her chin up so he could look Jenn in the eyes. "It won't be the best wedding in the world, but we'll be married. What do you say?"
Jenn bounced on her toes and wrapped her arms around Anton's neck. "Yes!"
Chapter Three
T he voice of Kai's tactical officer, Jod, screamed out of his headset. "Ten more ships have joined the alien fleet."
"Only ten," growled Kai. "It might as well be fifty. What does our firepower look like?"
"No ships have any long-range cannons remaining. The bastards targeted each one after their first volleys. Only short-range lasers are left."
The Anquesh long-range pulse cannons were effective mechanisms for destruction. It was why the Earth spaceships prioritized those weapons as a target.
Kai shook his head. He couldn't possible engage the enemy with short-range weapons, not with ten fresh enemy ships waiting to destroy them.
On the monitor, both the new and old enemy ships sat silently, mocking them with their presence.
"I have our shields at full strength again, but our long-range cannon needs further repairs."
"Noted, chief." Kai needed to think, and the constant interruptions from his crew were distracting.
Kai had been incredibly happy a few months ago when the Emperor gave him command of a sector flagship, a responsibility that usually went to a much older warrior. His crew felt pleased by association. They were proud to follow a member of the royal family. Who was Kai to remind them that officially he was still a commoner?
It didn't matter to them, anyway. When the Emperor ordered his stepson to the front lines of the war, it showed his confidence in the Anquera war effort. The Emperor wouldn't intentionally send Kai to his death. The move was politically savvy and rewarded Kai for service to the empire.
Kai felt humiliated that he was failing.
The Earth ships appeared to use signal deflection technology to mask their presence. But it only worked if the ships maintained their position. Had they waited for days
"You know what? I think I've had enough. It's better to be alone than having you string me along."
"Jenn, I never did that to you. We can figure this out. Let's not mess up a good thing." He was pleading now, but the years of frustration and disappointment built up in her heart were finally erupting. Jenn held up her hands.
"You know what? I'm done. Give me your key and get out of here."
"Don't do this. I'm sorry. You're right. I've put things off, but only because I had something special planned."
Jenn's eyes narrowed. "That sounds convenient. What's your big surprise?"
"I wanted to present something more elaborate, but I guess I don't have a lot of time." He went to his coat and took out a small box and handed it to her.
Jenn's heart leaped, but she didn't want to be disappointed. She cautiously opened the box to discover a sparkling engagement ring. She stared it without speaking.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
She swallowed hard and felt ashamed. "But you said you wanted to wait."
"I was stalling, but I guess I was doing it in the worst possible way. Let me make it up to you. This weekend we'll go to Vegas and get married. Just you, me and Elvis. We'll do the whole deal. Vows, cake, dinner at the fanciest restaurant we can go to without reservations, and a honeymoon suite in one of the hotels. What do you think?"
"This weekend?" Her voice rose. Jenn couldn't believe what was happening. She had waited her entire life to get married, and suddenly it was going to happen.
"Of course, babe. That's why I didn't want you to go out with Nayla tomorrow night. I was going to take you for a drive and go straight to Vegas."
"You were going to surprise me?" Random gestures were uncharacteristic of Anton, but at the moment, she was so surprised and happy that she didn't want to overthink her good fortune.
Anton lifted her chin up so he could look Jenn in the eyes. "It won't be the best wedding in the world, but we'll be married. What do you say?"
Jenn bounced on her toes and wrapped her arms around Anton's neck. "Yes!"
Chapter Three
T he voice of Kai's tactical officer, Jod, screamed out of his headset. "Ten more ships have joined the alien fleet."
"Only ten," growled Kai. "It might as well be fifty. What does our firepower look like?"
"No ships have any long-range cannons remaining. The bastards targeted each one after their first volleys. Only short-range lasers are left."
The Anquesh long-range pulse cannons were effective mechanisms for destruction. It was why the Earth spaceships prioritized those weapons as a target.
Kai shook his head. He couldn't possible engage the enemy with short-range weapons, not with ten fresh enemy ships waiting to destroy them.
On the monitor, both the new and old enemy ships sat silently, mocking them with their presence.
"I have our shields at full strength again, but our long-range cannon needs further repairs."
"Noted, chief." Kai needed to think, and the constant interruptions from his crew were distracting.
Kai had been incredibly happy a few months ago when the Emperor gave him command of a sector flagship, a responsibility that usually went to a much older warrior. His crew felt pleased by association. They were proud to follow a member of the royal family. Who was Kai to remind them that officially he was still a commoner?
It didn't matter to them, anyway. When the Emperor ordered his stepson to the front lines of the war, it showed his confidence in the Anquera war effort. The Emperor wouldn't intentionally send Kai to his death. The move was politically savvy and rewarded Kai for service to the empire.
Kai felt humiliated that he was failing.
The Earth ships appeared to use signal deflection technology to mask their presence. But it only worked if the ships maintained their position. Had they waited for days
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