The Buccaneers Series by Linda Chaikin

Author:Linda Chaikin [Chaikin, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-8024-8369-0
Publisher: Moody Publishers
Published: 1995-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Captain Erik Farrow ordered his men aside and entered one of the staterooms.

A man of the Franciscan order sat in a high-backed chair by a table, darkly cowled, a silver cross glinting against the cloth of his habit, an amber rosary in hand. Stark brown eyes like pools stared at him from a strong-boned face that revealed no emotion. He did not rise.

A small gasp sounded from a corner of the room, and Erik looked there. A young woman of lustrous hair confined beneath a gold net, and wearing a gown of burgundy silk that lent her cream skin a golden glow, stared back at him. She moved swiftly behind the Franciscan.

Erik’s handsome face showed nothing as his gaze left her and glanced about at the fine rugs, vessels, and velvet furnishings.

“The girl you abducted from the cove after your fellows tortured and massacred to your heart’s content,” he stated. “Where is she?”

The Franciscan’s eyes responded with a flicker, and the woman exchanged low words with him in Castilian.

“She is a serving maid of the senora.”

“Bring her.”

The Franciscan stood slowly and crossed to another carved wooden door and opened it. “Minette?”

A moment later Minette Levasseur came out, cautiously. She glanced about as if wondering what to expect. Then her eyes fell on Erik.

Minette’s heart leaped. “It can’t be! Not Captain Farrow!”

But it was. Her eyes drifted over the thoroughly masculine buccaneer, her stomach and heart both aflutter. For the first time since she had laid eyes on Captain Farrow, he was out of immaculate fashion—he wore a torn sweat-stained shirt, leather breeches, and a black pirate scarf about his head—but his rugged stance only set her heart pounding. His golden hair fell damp across his tanned forehead and muscled neck. His cool gray eyes swept her, then he bowed.

“Your servant, madam.”

Minette felt her knees weaken, and she backed against the bulkhead, hands resting on the carved wood paneling.

Erik looked across the cabin at the Franciscan and the senora. In fright, she was swiftly removing her earbobs and a jeweled pendant about her neck. She laid them on the table.

“Keep your jewels, senora. I have what I came for.” He held out a hand toward Minette. “Come, sweeting, we best get out of here.”

Minette simply stared, certain she must be dreaming.

He quickly crossed the room, snatched her up as though she were as light as cotton fluff, and edged from the room, while two of his men kept an eye on the Franciscan.

“Cap’n,” breathed one, sweat standing out on his face. “Lemme kill the papist!”

“No! He has not harmed her. Out!”

They obeyed his terse command, and Erik strode off with Minette in his arms.

She remained speechless, aware of the strength of the arm that bore her. His silence intrigued her, and she glanced up, blushing, nothing that up close his face was as handsome as from afar.

He carried her down the companion onto the deck, where the buccaneers were gathering ingots of gold and bars of silver. He went to the

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