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"Well?" he demanded

Her husband was a pirate But he was also a man who had loved her deeply Who had pleasured her, and then happily succumbed to her seduction

"Well, what?" she asked, unable to re For a ly, and then itdown a drain She had told herself a hundred times that she could be humiliated only if she allowed it: now she needed to believe it

The sae She had been a prisoner, but not to a pirate She had been trapped by her own fear In fact, she’d been soed off her wrapper, taking her time since the sheet slipped below her breasts in the process

Jaht a gli deep in those blue eyes: shock, perhaps, and a touch of hopefulness

She handed the wrapper to hi this up, would you? Since there’s no one else here to do it for rowl It made Theo feel a little better, evenup in bed with the sheet barely covering her nipples, and then stalked out of the room

"Put on some clothes," she called "I don’t want you to horrify Maydrop with all those scars"

The only ansas a soft thump as the door pulled firmly shut She instantly hopped out of bed and brushed her teeth Then she co up the stairs, she got back into her bed, dis into a ru a bed was so much work? Ja table Then he grabbed the bottle of wine and took a swig straight out of the bottle

Theo would have liked a drink, but she could hardly say so now

He poured her a glass straight from the same bottle "I couldn’t," she said politely

"It’s been a hell of a day," Jalass into her hand Then he narrowed his eyes "You’re saying no because I drank from the bottle, aren’t you?"

"We all have different standards of hygiene," she said, sounding prim even to her own ears

"Are you afraid of my mouth? Of my spit?"

"It’s just--"

He leaned over, fast, put a hand behind her neck, and pulled her toward him Theo closed her eyes reflexively when his mouth ue thrust into her ressive

She couldn’t su out about spit and wine bottles She wanted hilittered, the way they used to, years ago, so she wound her ar the proue, the way it reminded her whole body of deep pleasure