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you, Director Chu,” he said. “You’re the right woman for the job.”
    “You keep telling me that, Kennedy Center Out.”
    “Director Chu,one last thing,” he said.
    “Go ahead.”
    “Sandwiches for everyone. Charge it to the company. Get extra chips if you want.”
    “You are too kind, sir.”
    “You keep telling me that,” he said.
    Chu’s laugh ended abruptly as she cut comms.
    I choked down the yuck in my mouth.
    “It appears I’ve intruded on a domestic squabble,” I said.
    Noah chuckled.
    “Like we’ve been married thirty years. She’s amazing. Everything you could want in a grumpy old wife.”
    “Kennedy Space Center is still monitoring comms, Mr. Sinclair,” Chu said.
    “You know I love you,” he said.
    “Save the flattery for girls nearer your own age.”
    “Yes, ma'am. Ms. Gabarro, don’t mind Director Chu. She means well. And we both know she doesn’t settle for sandwiches.”
    “Forty-six minutes to dock, Noah.” Cosmo said. “All probabilities within specified parameters.”
    “Thank you Cos. Keep her safe,” he said. “Ms. Gabarro, please excuse me. I have some tidying to do. It isn’t every day I receive a house guest. Especially one so attractive as you.”
    “Inappropriate, Mr. Sin—“
    “Call me Noah. I insist. I look forward to meeting you in person, Cora.”
    “Ms. Gabarro is fine. And I look forward to meeting you too.”
    “That goes without saying,” he said.
    Cocky bastard.
    “Then it should have been left unsaid.”
    “No one likes a smart ass, Ms. Gabarro,” he said, “unless it comes wrapped in a round package like yours.”
    “Inappropriate, Mr. Sinclair,” I said.
    He seriously had a thing for my butt. It was hard to not to notice. I should keep it professional. I shouldn’t care. It shouldn’t make my heart skip a beat.  
    But it did.
    Next stop, Orbital One. And my first flesh to flesh encounter with the richest recluse on Earth. Strike that. The richest recluse 300 miles above Earth. Strike that. The richest, sexiest recluse 300 miles above Earth.
    Assuming he wasn’t a brain in a floating mason jar. Assuming there wasn’t anything else he wasn’t telling me.
    This was seriously the interview of a lifetime. Be that lifetime long or short.
    This was big.
    So big I had to wonder why he chose me. What did he have to say that was so important that he broke ten years of silence? Every single person on Earth wanted the answer to that question.
    And I was the one who was going to find out. Something big was happening. I knew that.  
    But it was hard to stay focused on the facts when he kept making it so obvious that he had a thing for my butt.

    END OF PART 1

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