already. And the words sounded rehearsedâeven a little forced. âThanks,â he said briskly as he turned to walk away. His stomach gave a little flip. It didnât matter that this was the news heâd been waiting to hear since he was eight years old. It didnât matter that heâd taken the time to follow in his fatherâs and grandfatherâs footsteps, becoming a navy pilot first. It didnât matter that his other big loveâmicrobiologyâhad taken a back seat for the last few years. Astronaut training had always been the golden ticket, the ultimate goal. In all his dreams of this moment, he had imagined himself with a squadron of men, yelling and whooping at the news. But this day was a little different from what heâd expected. Heâd been confident. Heâd been sure he would qualify. He knew heâd aced most of the tests and he was at his peak of fitness right now. There wasnât a single medical reason to keep him on this planet. So, why wasnât he being more gracious about this? It was that dang woman. She was causing crazy, distracting thoughts in his head. He was thrown off his game. Austin Mitchell was used to being completely in control. Usually everyone around him was singing to his tune. Dr Carter seemed like the kind of woman who was only interested in her own tune. She wouldnât be swayed by a duet with him. And that kind of irked too. Austin Mitchell always got the girl. âLieutenant. Lieutenant!â The last one was a yell. He could hear the rapid fire of her stiletto heels across the concrete. It almost sounded like a run. Her hand reached for his shoulder and she pulled him around sharply. Being manhandled by a woman. This was a first. And he liked it. Fire was sparking from her eyes. âI wasnât finished.â Wow. He liked her like this. All simmering rage, with colour flushing into her cheeks. He knew he could be infuriating. Heâd infuriated everyone from janitors to admirals, and all the people in between. He gave a nonchalant shrug. âSorry, I thought you were.â She sucked in a breath and drew herself up. It was all he could do not to allow his eyes to divert to those straining breasts. Pink satin really suited her skin tone and complemented the dark suit. She thrust a large brown envelope towards him. âYour papers with your instructions. Youâve to report to Houston, Texas at zero eight hundred hours on August the tenth.â She inclined her head a little. âI trust you are able to follow instructions.â He gave a little smile. âOnly the important ones.â She folded her arms across her chest. âLieutenant, do you know that as an astronaut trainee youâre assigned an overseeing officer?â He blinked. Heâd researched just about everything, but this was something heâd forgotten about in amongst all the other stuff. He gave a brief nod. âOf course.â She smiled. A wide, slightly wicked smile that made her eyes gleam. âYouâll be pleased to hear youâve got the toughest officer of all.â âAnd who might that be?â She raised her eyebrows. âOh, that, Lieutenant Commander, would be me. See you in Houston.â And she turned on her heel and left.
CHAPTER TWO A USTIN PULLED UP a stool next to Michael at the bar and they clinked their beer bottles together. âHereâs to the next eighteen months.â Michael smiled. He hadnât stopped smiling since theyâd met a few hours agoâhe was still getting over the delight of being selected for the programme. Austin took a long slow drink of his beer. The bar was packed. And judging from the photos on the walls it seemed it was a long-time favourite of the astronauts based in Houston, Texas. He tried not to stare but it was difficultâheâd followed the careers of most of these astronauts at one point. Heâd even done a school project on