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Flint entered the building, walked into the lift and pushed the top button.

Mira’s eyebrows rose. “You live on the top floor?”

He nodded. “I’m a commander of a salvage ship. It’s a high-ranking, very respectable job to have. I get the best accommodations due to my title.”

A horrible thought hit her. “When you were telling that woman that you wanted to request unit quarters on the Star does that mean you are going to take me with you when you have to go back to work?”

Dark blue eyes narrowed at her. She saw his body tense as his mouth flattened into a tight line. “Why do you ask?”

“You were obviously gone for months. I don’t want to be left here without you. I want to go where you go. Why do you look pissed at my question?”

The lift doors slid open and Flint moved, not answering her. She followed him out into a corridor. Flint didn’t look at her as he spoke, leading her down a long section, around a corner where he stopped in front of a door and lifted his palm to a scanner.

“I thought at first you might want to know when you’d be rid of me. Your tone implied that traveling with me wouldn’t be a happy event for you.”

“My tone implied fear that you’d leave me here alone. I don’t want to be without you.”

Smiling, Flint turned to face her as the door swished open. He stepped inside with Mira following. “No fear of that, Mirasia Carver. You are mine. Where I go, you go. You will be traveling with me and I will not leave you on Garden alone while I return to duty aboard the Star . You will be sharing my bed every sleep cycle whether I’m here or on the ship. Welcome to our home on Garden. I own this as well.”

Mira tore her gaze from Flint. She stared in wonder at the large room that was an open living area. A kitchen was tucked in the corner with a long bar separating the kitchen area from the living area.

Barstools told her that was the eating area. The entire outer wall was glass and the view was almost the same as the one in Arrion’s office. She could see beyond the wall that separated the city from the wilderness, the trees, and in the distance the ocean. She also saw a long balcony that extended the length of the large room.

“Wow. It’s all so beautiful. The view, the room, and it’s so big.”

“I thought you would like it.” Flint dropped his bag as he walked to the glass. He touched up high and the glass separated instantly, turning to open like a door. Warm, fresh air blew into the room as Flint stepped out on the balcony. He turned to grin at her. “Come here.”

Following him outside Mira eagerly took the hand he offered. Flint pulled her into his body as he turned her so they both faced the view. “I love being on Garden and this is why. I spend too much of my time in space so when I’m here I usually keep the panels open unless the weather turns bad. What do you think of Garden? Is it as beautiful as Earth?”

“I think it might beat Earth. It’s rare to see so many trees and I love that you can see the ocean from here.”

“Wait until the sun sets and the moons come out. I love staring up at them.” He hugged her a little tighter.

“Are you hungry? Food deliveries should be arriving soon. I preorder before I come home so I don’t have to shop. I also took the liberty while still on the Star of ordering you more clothing from the sizes Doc recorded. They should be arriving today as well. I’ll show you the rest of our home.”

The rest of it contained a spacious cleansing room with both a cleaning unit and a soaking tub just off the hallway. Farther down she found two more rooms and an office. The smaller room had weight-training equipment and the second room was the sleeping room. A dresser and a huge bed dominated the room.

It had an even bigger cleansing room that included a large soaking tub. Four people could fit in it if they squeezed in.

Flint met her eyes as she smiled at him. “I love your home. It’s huge compared to your room on the Star

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“My room on the Star would fit into my cleansing room here.”