Held captive as the personal hostage of a pirate
captain,
Esme desperately pursues her true love.
Esme stumbled
through the door into the cabin. Behind her, the key rattled in the lock.
“Now, Esme,
since you’re intent on making trouble with my new hands, you’ll have to pay the
penalty.”
“I’ve done
nothing wrong.” She folded her arms across her chest.
“You have not
kept yourself silent on deck.” He towered a whole head above her.
She pouted.
“Meaning?”
“Screeching, for
one thing. Like a parrot.”
“I do not.” She
stomped her foot. “I’m just as capable as any other pirate. I led those dozen
men here to you, did I not? They followed me because they thought I was a
robber and were happy to carry out my orders to board the ship. What makes you
think I can’t command your hands if needed?”
Creases of
laughter formed around his eyes. All she wanted to do was join his crew, and he
belittled her. Before she could stop herself, she pooled a mouthful of spittle
onto her tongue. Her feeble attempt at spitting failed dismally. It dribbled
onto the floor between them. Flynn’s grinning face transformed into a frown of
disgust.
“Do you remember
what I said about punishing you?” he said quietly.
She lowered her
arms to her sides. Her knees nearly gave out. “Not a flogging, please, sir…”
Tears pricked her eyes. Perhaps in her eagerness to be one of the hands, she’d
gone too far with her jockeying.
Flynn tipped up
face with the end of his finger. “I might have said rapscallion. But I
certainly didn’t imply that you should be one in my cabin, especially as I intend
to let you sleep here for your own safety. Perhaps I should tie you to the mast
and let the hands decide how to punish you?”
“No, please, I
will behave. I’ll not say a word out there. I’ll peel potatoes and stir pots.
Just don’t throw me overboard—”
He laughed.
“Overboard? Lass, many believe we pirates are the worst scum to take to the
seas, but throwing pretty things overboard would be a tragedy. However,
teaching you a valuable lesson is not. We’ll resume where we left off, shall
we?”
“Left off?”
“You spat at me,
and I believe that deserves a spanking.”
Esme has her heart set on one man. Unfortunately,
he’s a pirate. Her only hope in catching his attention is to do something
drastic and risk her life. Relying on the loathsome act of pressganging, she
uses her disguise to gain access to his ship. However, Captain Flynn Bartoc has
other plans for Esme, and she’s not going to win anyone’s heart if she’s tied
up in his cabin.
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Love the sound of this and enjoyed the snippet. Esme sure seems feisty, but I bet Flynn is more than up to the task.
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Roz
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