To Seduce An Assassin (The Omaja Series Book 2)(105)
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UNTAMED BARBARIAN, book 2 of the Barbarian Series
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DARK HEART OF THE ASSASSIN, book 3 of the Omaja Series!
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Caribbean Jewel
When Jolie’s cloaked midnight rescuer ends up being the sexiest Spanish pirate this end of the Caribbean, she figures a long ocean voyage to freedom on his brigantine might not be the worst thing that could have happened to a proper Englishwoman. Especially one who’s just been caught committing a crime and needs an escape route, fast.
Captain Gabriel Marcano’s not searching for love on Crab Island—he’s looking for Spain’s beloved national treasure, the Corazón de Isabela. So when he shows up back at his brigantine with a half-drowned English beauty instead of the famous gold nugget, he has some explaining to do. His only intention is the girl’s safe passage to Europe, he informs his crew, and her presence will have no effect whatsoever on his command of the ship.
All lies, Marcano admits to himself, especially when the fair-skinned wench stares at him with those innocent whisky-colored eyes…truth is, living in such close quarters with his little damsel in distress causes him far more trouble than he’d planned. And things only go from bad to worse when her violent past catches up with them, threatening to tear them apart forever.
***EXCERPT – Sleep in the Bunk Tonight***
“Hold it right there, Jolie,” he interrupted. “Don’t pin a medal on me, all right? I am not up for it tonight.” He watched her hands work for a moment. “And I wish you would stop calling me Captain.”
“But you told me to.”
“I know, but I’ve changed my mind. We are living in extremely close quarters; we’ve learned intimate details about each other’s pasts, and we’ve shared two near-death experiences—make that three since we were about to kill one another here in the cabin just hours ago. Are we not close enough”—in more ways than one, he thought wryly, as her silky hair draped his forearm and pooled on his thigh—“for you to call me Gabriel?”
Jolie smoothed the bandage carefully around his arm. “I can’t say it like you do.”
“Of course you can. Repeat: Gabriel.” That came out huskier than he’d intended.
She glanced at his face and imitated his pronunciation. “Ah…Gabriel?”
“Perfect.”
She smiled, finished tucking the bandage, and sat back on her heels.
Holding the pillow over his erection, he moved to slide under the blankets on the cot, then stuffed the pillow behind his head. Jolie didn’t move from her position on the floor beside him; she knelt there staring at him, apparently with something else she wanted to say on her mind. He sighed, waiting.
“Sleep in the bunk tonight,” she said softly.
Marcano blinked in surprise. Surely he had heard wrong. It took him a moment to find his voice. “Are you asking me to—”
“Yes,” she begged in a rush, grasping his arm. “I really want you to. You look quite uncomfortable.”
Was his discomfort that evident? He glanced down at himself through the blankets. Hearing her begging him to join her in the bunk sent intense shivers straight to his groin. He searched her lovely face in the dim light. Her eyes were beseeching pools of invitation. “Jolie, are you certain?”
“Oh, yes, Gabriel, completely certain. I need you to do this.”
She needed this? Her bold honesty jolted him. He raised up to prop himself on one elbow, feeling a new energy seep into his bones. “But are you too tired?”
“Not at all. I know I would sleep even better. Please.”
She wanted him so much, she was begging! Elated, he sat all the way up, allowing the blankets to fall to his waist. Get a grip, Gabriel. You look far too eager. “Jolie, I did not expect this from you tonight,” he murmured silkily, gazing down at her hopeful face.
“I know you didn’t, but I’ve been miserable. I know you think I shouldn’t because Velez says I need to rest better, but I feel fine, really I do.”
“You’ve been…miserable?” he breathed. He didn’t know how he would manage it, but if the rigid state of his erection was any indication, he would make personal history: defeat a pirate sloop in battle, prevent two determined freebooters from taking over his ship in hand-to-hand combat, and make love to an eager young woman all in one night. And to think she’d been as miserable as he!
“Yes, of course I was miserable, thinking about how big you are, over here on this cot…”
“How big—?” He could hardly believe his ears.
“Now go on over there to the bunk—I won’t look until you are under the covers,” she said in that seductive British accent of hers, standing up to turn her back.