Were you having the same dream? #mfrwhooks

Here’s a selection from Escapee, my recently released science fiction romance. Enemies from the Proxima star system have invaded the isolated mining moon where Catt Sayer is a civilian pilot. She picks up a lone survivor, Captain Dukelsky, who wants her to fly her airship to the far side of the moon to attack the enemy’s base.

Not wanting any part of a suicide mission, Catt destroys the canon he’d hoped to use to attack the enemy’s base. But that’s sabotage, and she realizes she’s also destroyed his reason for living. After a long, restless night filled with guilt and the kind of heart-to-heart discussion possible only in the dark from opposite sides of the cabin, she realizes that his dream of fighting a Just War is noble — and she will help him.

She debated getting dressed, the more layers the better. But to do that properly and comfortably meant stripping off the skintights, and there was no time for that; Dukelsky might return at any moment. She clothed herself in dignity instead. She sat in her captain’s chair, swiveled it toward the cabin, and composed herself to await his return. She crossed her legs, but then decided on a more formal seated pose. Keeping a confident expression on her face, she waited.

She was considering changing her pose again when the ’fresher door squeaked open. “I’ll do it,” she said in a firm, prim voice.

Dukelsky stopped just outside the door. Sleep dulled his expression and shadowed his eyes. Claws scrambling, the skoot and the kitten raced each other to reach him first. The skoot won and danced around him on its four hind legs, tongue slathering the air. When he lowered his hand, the kitten leapt into it.

“I said, I’ll do it,” she repeated.

He ran a hand through his hair. “Does this mean you were having the same dream I was?”

“Pardon?” After glancing at the front of his shorts, her neck and face flamed. “Not that,” she said with as much frazzled dignity as she could muster.

Dukelsky had dreamed about her?

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Book 2 in the Repelling the Invasion series

Catt Sayer just wants to survive.  The working-class fugitive delivers military supplies on a decrepit airship, but her hard-won livelihood vanishes when invaders overrun her harsh moon. Even worse, an idealistic, upper-class officer wants her to risk her life on a hopeless trek to attack enemy headquarters – manned by 10,000 soldiers.





  1. An out of this world adventure and romance. The scoot and kitten are adorable. Please Tell Effing hello. 🙂

    1. He says meow right back at you, Lisa!

  2. LOL well now. That dream thing could be embarrassing!

    1. And revealing, in more ways than one.

  3. LOL. Obviously they were not having the same dream. Fun except. Tweeted.

    1. No, they weren’t. She agonized all night, trying to come to a life-and-death decision, and what does he dream about? Sex. Typical guy, eh?

  4. She clothed herself in dignity. Liked the line.

    1. The line conjures a picture of her sitting primly and unconcernedly . . . while wearing a garment called ‘skintights.’

  5. LOL – dreams – they can get a person in to trouble.

    1. But also into a lot of fun.

  6. henhousepublishing · · Reply

    Enjoyed the chuckle over mixed assumptions.

    1. Conversations where people are on different wavelengths can be a lot of fun.

  7. Love it when they dream about the heroine (and it eventually becomes reality).

    1. In that case, the dream becomes a premonition, right?

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