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His eyes narrowed to conceal a fugitive glearey eyes 'Hmm I'll have to find soe'

Arrogant pirate! No doubt he expected every woman to fall at his feet just because he was handsome and rich and powerful and sexy

'I'm sure I could swab the decks quite efficiently,' Elizabeth replied coldly, thinking that she could very well also swab hiswith her while his mistress awaited him above!

'Oh, I'm sure I could think of a more comfortable position for you than on your hands and knees,' he e before he continued alalley for instance Would you et us under way? Even with the wind behind us Ile de Faucons is about two hours' sailing tiet peckish before then'

He left while she was still sie that he could tie her up into verbal as well as physical knots was galling

The cupboards in the galley were another salutary lesson on the dangers of pre-judgement They were stocked not with the expensive luxuries but with plain, practical fare Cheeses, brown bread and beer were the erator

As Elizabeth made a selection of hearty sandwiches she could feel the difference beneath her feet The gentle rock of the boat had become a rhythmic sway and out of the porthole she could see the craftby as they left the harbour

It took a bit of juggling for her to get the tray of sand­wiches and beer up the narrow corie of her enforced voyage, but Elizabeth lasses back in the cabin and the colours of the sea and sky enchanted her with their glittering in­tensity Wary of the stability of her new sea legs and keeping a nervous eye on the shifting sails, Elizabeth edged carefully past the raised cabin to the rear deck, ignoring Jack's approving click when he saw the loose white cotton trousers she had teamed with his shirt

Serena Corvell was reclining elegantly on the padded stern seating, not lifting a h she, too, earing flat shoes they were of expensive snakeskin rather than canvas and the lightweight creaure made Elizabeth feel like a luoodness the cotton trousers and loose shirt hid her over-generous lines from those critical brown eyes

At thediscontent that Elizabeth instinctively sensed had little to do as actually on offer

'Surely thereother than beer to drink? Go back down and find a bottle of wine White And make sure it's cold'

Elizabeth's easy temper simmered at the order, but Jack was there before her 'Beth isn’t a servant, Serena She's just as et it yourself'

Serena glowered but she didn’t stir She poked broodingly at the thick sandwiches 'I suppose there weren’t any knives down there, either These are like doorsteps I doubt if I could get one past my lips'

You would if I shoved it down your throat, thought Elizabeth with unaccustoery Without a word she removed the tray from under the disdainful nose and offered it instead to the man at the wheel

'Thanks' He bit into a brown square with a throaty sound of satisfaction 'Mmm, you obviously know the way to a sailor's heart You can work passage in alley any time'