In the Arms of a Pirate (A Sam Steele Romance Book 2) by Michelle Beattie

Author:Michelle Beattie [Beattie, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9781944925314
Publisher: Tule Publishing
Published: 2016-05-16T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Aidan tucked the dirk into his boot, reached for the dagger amid the armaments he’d placed on the table.

“I thought you weren’t going to confront my father.” Fear and worry twined through her words.

Roche, the heathen, didn’t deserve her concern.

“I’m not,” Aidan confirmed before securing the dagger in his other boot. Then, looking over the array of steel on the table picked up a blunderbuss and shoved it into the black sash at his waist.

“Then why are you bringing all these weapons?”

“Going unarmed into Tortuga is likely to get you killed.” Besides, not only had he been raised by Luke, who never went anywhere without an arsenal of weapons, but he hadn’t had enough on him when Roche had attacked Nate’s. It wasn’t an error he intended to repeat.

“But couldn’t having too many be seen as an invitation to fight?”

“Clearly, you’ve never been to Tortuga.” He tightened his belt, tugged to ensure the scabbard held and with a whisper of blade against leather, slid in his favorite cutlass. On his opposite hip he added a few grenadoes to his pouch. After tucking in his preferred pistol, his first gift from Luke, Aidan deemed himself ready.

Testing, he walked a small circle, crouched then stood. Blimey, why would Luke willingly carry all this weight around? But then Luke didn’t usually carry grenadoes.

“Take me with you.”

Aidan went still. “And have you warn your father? I think not.”

Squawk. “Think not. Think not.”

Finally, Carracks was on his side.

“I give you my word I won’t.”

He couldn’t help choking. “Really? You’ve been begging for the chance to speak with your father since the beginning and now you expect me to believe you no longer want to? That if you saw him, you wouldn’t run to him? Wouldn’t warn him and try to protect him?”

“I wouldn’t,” she repeated.

She tried. He’d give her credit for trying. But given her hands were wringing each other, her foot was tapping, and her eyes couldn’t stop blinking, he knew she was lying.

“Sorry, your highness. You’re staying here.”

Her foot stopped. Hurt clouded her eyes.

Aidan thought he did a remarkable job of pretending it didn’t affect him.

“I know what you’re doing,” she said.

Because he had the uneasy feeling she did, and because he had no idea what else to do with his hands, Aidan crossed his arms over his chest. No easy feat with the amount of weapons hanging off him.

“Do you, now?”

She nodded. “You call me ‘your highness’ or ‘princess’ when the mood suits you, which is usually when we are speaking of my father.”

Sarah came to her feet and stepped around the table. The cabin seemed to shrink with each step she took toward him. He was glad he hadn’t yet donned his coat as the temperature suddenly warmed in the small room.

“You do it purposefully,” she continued when he remained silent. “To remind yourself who I am.”

“I never forget who you are.”

She’d stopped her excessive blinking and solidly met his gaze.

Apparently, she wasn’t uncomfortable any more. Aidan ran a hand around his neck.

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