Jul Kisling's heart aches for the homeless children living beyond her office window. Her father, Chancellor of the Third Quadrant of Akila, refuses to use his power to help them. Frightened but determined, Jul secretly searches for transportation to bring some of the children to a newly-colonized planet.Marc Prejean is an out-of-work, out-of-money Earth starpilot living on the land of his Cajun ancestors. Wrongfully convicted of smuggling and recently released from forcedsleep, he reluctantly agrees to Jul's proposition. His desperate situation, the betrayal of his wife and brother, the loss of his starpilot license, and his stolen six years have left Marc angry and withdrawn.
Marc and Jul begin a journey of agonizing mistrust, smoldering sexual desire, and the shared goal of safeguarding the twelve children. Pursued by ruthless adversaries on both sides of the law, they soon realize they are delivering the children into even greater danger.
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Excerpt from A Star Called Home by Marina Landry
She stared up at him for a long moment, then said, "It wasn't fair, keeping the children a secret from you before we boarded. I'm under a lot of stress, also. Maybe we could start over?"Her openness drew him closer. It would be so easy to lean down and kiss those lips. Miss Kiss, that's what the kids called her. What would she taste like? His hand moved toward her cheek, but stopped short of touching her. He took a step back into the hallway, away from her inviting warmth, and shrugged. "Sûrement."She still looked tired, he thought, studying her face. More than tired -- burdened. Burdened by more than traveling with a dozen children. Maybe she wasn't the pampered snob he'd thought at first. In fact, though her quiet manner disguised the fact, she hadn't stopped, yet, in her care of all those kids, despite her injuries. It wouldn't hurt him to ease some of the weight on her shoulders, even if he didn't understand it."I was fixin' to have a cup of coffee. Would you like some?" It felt awkward, but he liked the idea of sharing something with her, doing something nice for her, even if it was only café au lait."Well... I... I guess the children will be fine alone for a few more minutes. Thank you, coffee sounds wonderful. Anything I can do to help?""I think you should take a break while you have the chance, don't you, chère. Just find a seat on the bridge; I'll bring it to you."He walked to the rear of the cabin and quietly ordered two servings of hot café au lait. After a few seconds, he took the fragrant mugs from the galley portal and turned to the bridge.She was watching him from the navigator's seat. He walked past his command console and sat in the seat next to her. "I hope this isn't too strong for you. It's not nearly as muddy as Gabe's. Did you ever taste his coffee?"She gave a quick laugh. "Oh, my Maker, yes."
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