In Deep Space

Here is a dramatic, high-tension book description for the back cover of *In Deep Space*:
**Two enemies. One failing exo-suit. Every breath is a stolen moment.**
Jaxon is a rugged, sharp-tongued Outer-Rim scavenger who survives on recycled tech and sheer grit. Commander Kaelen is a fiercely disciplined elite soldier from the wealthy inner-orbit coalition. Their factions are locked in a bitter cold war, and under normal circumstances, they would sooner pull a trigger than shake hands.
But when a scavenging run on the derelict luxury liner *Aethelgard* goes horribly wrong, normal circumstances fly out the airlock.
Trapped in a freezing vacuum with automated defense systems waking up around them, they are forced to do the unthinkable: share a single tactical Exo-Suit to survive. Squeezed chest-to-chest in the cramped cockpit, they have to completely synchronize their movements, their pacing, and their heartbeats. Every single breath Jaxon takes literally robs Kaelen of oxygen.
As the physical and emotional friction builds to an absolute boil, the line between enemy and ally begins to blur in the dark. To reach the rescue array, they will have to trust each other completely-or suffocate in the agonizing space between them.
An intense, slow-burn sci-fi romance from ink.exe.