The Barefoot Barmaid (Belles & Bullets Book 1) by Caylen McQueen

Author:Caylen McQueen [McQueen, Caylen]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2017-05-25T04:00:00+00:00

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Kitt was still awake at midnight. She laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, waiting for Doon to arrive. She didn't know why, but she was looking forward to his visit. On a conscious level, Kitt was pretty sure she hated him. But on another level, she couldn't wait to see him again. Perhaps she secretly enjoyed their endless banter? It hardly seemed reasonable to miss the man who had abducted her, but she also could not deny it.

Barnabus suddenly leapt onto her chest, knocking the wind right out of her. The dog seemed oblivious to the fact that his mechanical leg was incredibly heavy. And because she didn't want him clomping around on her windpipe, she sat up and moved him to her lap.

“Being trapped on a pirate ship wasn't so terrible,” Kitt whispered to Barnabus as she lightly scratched his head. “At least I got you out of the arrangement.”

Barnabus responded by tugging on her nightgown with his teeth. She was afraid he might poke a hole in it, so she lightly pulled it out of his mouth.

“You're quite a rascal, though, really,” Kitt playfully chided the pup. “But I suppose you were Doon's dog before you were mine. If you were anything less than a rascal, it would defy all logic.”

“Are you implying that I'm a rascal, Princess?”

When Kitt glanced over her shoulder and saw Doon emerging from the balcony doors, she clapped a hand over her mouth and squealed.

“Don't scream.” Doon laid a finger over his lips as he strode across the room. “You don't want to alert the guards. That's what I'm trying to avoid.”

“How did you... what are you... how did you get in here?” As the fragmented questions flew from Kitt's lips, Barnabus leapt from her lap and ran to greet his old friend. Doon lightly patted the dog's head, but he didn't give him more attention than that, even though Barnabus clearly craved it. He spent the rest of the time whimpering at Doon's feet.

“I had the airship move in close, then I dropped down from a rope.”

Kitt's brow furrowed. “Why?”

“Didn't you hear me?” Doon pulled a cigarette from his pocket and slipped it between his lips. “I was trying to avoid the guards.” He lit it as it dangled from his mouth. After a couple of drags, he removed it and asked, “Do you really think they'd let a rogue like Francis Doon into the princess' bedchamber?”

“Well... I don't know. I have a feeling you'd get into the queen's bedchamber easily enough!”

“You've noticed that, have you?” Doon swaggered around the room as he talked, observing the palatial furniture. As he ran a hand along a ridiculously plush sofa, he said, “Queen Loreina's advances are annoying, to say the least.”

Kitt suddenly realized she was in her nightgown, so she pulled her blankets to her chin. “I wish you had given me some warning before you suddenly showed up in here. I would've put on a robe or something.”

“Ah. But you knew I was coming.

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