Pirate's Golden Promise by Lynette Vinet

Pirate's Golden Promise by Lynette Vinet

Author:Lynette Vinet [Vinet, Lynette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Open Road Media Romance
Published: 2014-01-25T05:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER

18

As the first pale streaks of dawn lightened the sky, Wynter watched from her window as the Sea Bride sailed out of the harbor. The tears, which had flowed so freely during the night, were now gone, but dried remnants remained on her cheeks. She didn’t believe she’d ever cry again. Inside, she felt dead.

For a moment, she thought she noticed Cort on the quarterdeck, but she realized with a sinking sensation that it was Jan with Mary beside him. Despite her pain, she smiled to think that someone was happy.

When she could no longer see the sails, she left the window and sat tiredly on the bed. Her blue silk gown billowed about her, and she hadn’t realized how rumpled it was, but she didn’t care. Nothing mattered but the image of Cort’s face, the chilling shriek of his voice the last time she saw him. His image would haunt her for the rest of her life. She’d never forgive Henry Morgan for what he had done to Cort, to her, to their child. But she’d had no alternative. At least, Cort was safe.

A knock on the door caused her to jump, and when she didn’t bid entrance, she heard Morgan’s voice. “I know you’re in there, Wynter. Unlock the door or I’ll break it down. I don’t think the governor and Lady Modyford would care to have the door repaired.”

She thought he was a despicable human being, but she got up and unlocked the door. His eyes scanned her face.

“I see you’ve had a good cry. Now those are the last tears you’ll shed over that blasted Dutchman!”

He strode into the room and reclined on the bed.

Slamming the door, Wynter spun around to face him. “I shall cry over anyone I please! You don’t own my feelings, my soul.”

“Don’t I?” He held out his arms to her. “Come here, Wynter. I want to prove to you how much I do own of you.”

“No!”

He nonchalantly examined his manicured fingernails. “The Sea Bride may have left Port Royal, my dear, but my influence is quite vast. My crew could be ready in a quarter of an hour and track down Van Linden’s ship. It would be blown out of the water before he was aware of it. Then you’d really have something to cry over, and I warrant your defiance would quickly evaporate.”

Wynter knew he meant his threat. On trembling legs, she walked to the bed. His long arm reached out and pulled her down beside him. Thin fingers traced the ridge of her nose, her lips. “You’d not shiver if I were Van Linden, would you, love?”

Not giving a reply, she stared mutely at him. “Well, it doesn’t matter,” he said. “You’re mine now. Kiss me, Wynter.”

He tilted her chin, and she had no other alternative. She planted a small kiss on his cheek.

“Still defiant, are you? Kiss me as a lover!” he ground out and brought her face level with his. “Remember that your Cort is still within my sphere of influence.



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