With a black button-up shirt tucked into blue jeans, Scott looked more rogue than EDEN officer. It was all part of a purpose. He wanted to be easy on Natalie’s eyes. Any amount of winning over he could do would help achieve his primary goal that night, which was to separate Esther’s schedule from the Caracals’. Captain or not, Natalie was a woman. She’d be more willing to give in to a good-looking man.It was impossible to deny the emotional roller-coaster that the day had been, but for the sake of the mission, he tried his hardest to erase everything but what was ahead. Tonight was about the Caracals and Captain Rockwell—Venus, as his rag-tag group of quasi-eidolons dubbed her. Right on the dot of 1700 hours, her knock came to his door.Closing his eyes, Scott allowed himself a moment of focus. Just win her over. That’s all you have to do. Now open the door. Gripping the knob, he pulled it open. There she was....there she was indeed.The moment Scott saw Natalie, he realized how unprepared he was.
