Sexy Strangers by Sexy Strangers (epub)

Author:Sexy Strangers (epub)
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Sexy Strangers
Publisher: Cleis Press
Published: 2023-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHARLOTTE THE PIRATE QUEEN

Dr. J.

Had I found him? Today’s inspiration?

His name jumped off the page beside an incredible picture of manliness the likes of which I’d never witnessed before.

A draft of cool air ruffled my stack of papers on the dark wooden desk in the musty upstairs corner of the museum. Quick footsteps followed. I grasped the seat of my chair and turned toward the sound.

As I glimpsed the man entering the room, the hair on the back of my neck stood. I glanced back at the page and then back again to the intruder.

A gravelly voice boomed through the air. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know anyone was working here today.”

I knew reading history created pictures in my head. It was my point of being here. Yet I never imagined I’d be able to summon up the people from the past and have them materialize in front of me.

Here stood a man from another time in all his period garb. It was as if he’d stepped off the page of this historical book. My body vibrated.

“No worries.”

As I slid my gaze from the top of his scarf-knotted forehead, down to his vest, which offered a glimpse of his bare chest, his body tightened. A sash spanned across his hard body, from broad shoulder to trim waist. At the juncture of the cloth on his hip, my gaze drew downward to his tight pants with the outline of his muscular thighs and a full crotch. The black cavalier boots completed the sexy ensemble. I retraced this incredible landscape upward and when I reached his face, he smirked.

“Aye, never see a pirate before?”

The sexy rumble of his voice called my lady parts to attention. Heat crept across my face. OMG I’m gawking. I swiveled my chair toward the desk and my work. That didn’t help. There he was, staring back at me from the opened book. He’d already reached stardom as my fantasy material, and now it was happening in real life.

I cleared my throat. “Of course I have, just not one during my research time.”

“Ah, family genealogy or historical research?”

Metal jangled behind me.

“Historical research,” I sort of lied. I used history for two things: to become part of a family and to capture my fantasy material. Sitting taller in the chair, I twirled around.

“I understand. My presence seems to surprise.”

And definitely arouse.

“Well, you, Captain Hernandez, are in context. Just unexpected.”

He chuckled. “Great way to frame it. My name is Vincent, otherwise known as Captain Hernandez. I’m doing my docent shift for the museum tour today. My locker is here.”

Vincent placed a backpack in a bin and attached a set of old metal keys to his belt at his very sexy waist. His demeanor, height, muscles—well, everything about him—spoke to me. As he sauntered closer to the desk, lemon and sandalwood floated off him.

Can this man get any more attractive?

“Do all the docents dress the part for enacting history?”

“We dress up the week of the Shrimp Festival. It’s tradition.”

“Hmm. Interesting. My name is Charlotte.

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