To any well-bred lady, Benedict Gray Grayson is trouble in snug-fitting boots. But it's one thing to sketch her most wanton fantasies, and quite another to face the dangerously handsome libertine who would steal both her virtue and her gold. She wants a life of her own: unsheltered, unconventional, uninhibited. Desperate to escape a loveless marriage and society's constraints, pampered heiress Sophia Hathaway jilts her groom, packs up her paints and sketchbook, and assumes a new identity, posing as a governess to secure passage on the Aphrodite.
It would have been a heartwarming display of loyalty, if they weren’t all going to die."item_description" : "New author Tessa Dare takes passion to the high seas in this steamy tale of a runaway bride and a devilishly disarming privateer. Pumping fists, cursing Mallory, defending Gray, arguing over which one of them deserved the distinction of most bloodthirsty pirate. “Seven years in my employ, you don’t say a single goddamned word, and you decide to speak now?”īloody hell, now they were all on their feet. “Very good.” Fitzhugh’s eyes lit with glee. I took control of her helm and helped bind that piece of shite.” The Irishman jutted his chin at Mallory. If you hang him, you have to hang me.”Īnother chair scraped the floorboards as its occupant rose to his feet. “I helped him aim and fire that cannon, that’s God’s truth. “If Gray’s a pirate, I’m a pirate, too,” Davy said.
He didn’t even have to look to know that Davy Linnet was on his feet. If you mean to hang my brother, you’ll have to find cause to hang me.”įitzhugh’s eyebrows rose to his wig. Logbooks, the condition of the ships, the statements of my crew. I will be heard, and evidence will be examined.
Joss walked to the center of the courtroom, the brass buttons of his captain’s coat gleaming as he strode through a shaft of sunlight. They would both die now, he and his idiot of a brother. If my brother is a pirate, then I’m a pirate, too.” “I’m responsible for the actions of her passengers and crew. “I’m the captain of the Aphrodite.” Joss’s voice rang through the courtroom. “If he swings, I swing with him.” Joss rose to his feet. “Grayson, I’m going to dance on the day that you swing.”
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