The Highlander's Pirate Lass by Heather McCollum

Author:Heather McCollum
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: historical, pirates, highlander, island, brothers, virgin, historical romance, pirate romance, scottish, irish, highlands
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2021-07-29T23:06:11+00:00

Chapter Eleven

It wasn’t a soft kiss that she gave Beck, and it wasn’t made for passion. It was made to punish the crow.

The woman was horrible: pretentious, mocking, and obviously planning to talk about her to everyone. If Eliza had any plans to remain on land, it was clear that Cecilia would be her enemy. Not that Eliza wanted to stay on land, but she was stuck here for the moment.

After their night of reveling in the feel of one another, Beck’s lips were familiar even if he was stiff. Well, hell. She hadn’t asked him if he cared that others knew they had lain together. She’d apologize later. Right now, she had a point to make.

Pulling back, she avoided Beck’s eyes and turned, her rumpled petticoat twirling out in her haste. She made certain to wear the smile that Captain John said looked like a cat who had just swallowed a bird. “No need to trouble yourself,” Eliza said to Cecilia. “There are plenty of people here on Wolf Isle to teach me the skills of being a woman. Jasper is teaching me to bake. Lady Lark can teach me to pull up my hair, and Beck will teach me everything I need to know about being a wild, well-pleasured woman who can suck out a man’s strength while making him roar my name.”

Everyone stood in silence, utter horror lighting Lark’s and Meg’s faces. The others gaped.

Only Alice smiled and shook her head. Reckless. That’s what she called Eliza, especially when it came to dealing with those who tried to shame her. Eliza lived with enough shame on her own. She refused to let anyone else add weight to her burden.

In the silence Callum slowly stretched his hand up high. “I can teach ye too…” His eyes raised above her head to where Beck stood, and Callum cleared his throat, his elbow bending so that his raised hand rubbed the back of his neck instead. “About farming the land. I’m right good with a shovel and know the best way to enrich the soil.” His nose wrinkled. “But…umm… I guess that is not something a lass does, necessarily.”

Eagan, Adam, and Rabbie walked into the hall, going first to the table to retrieve tankards of ale. They looked like they’d been working outside, sweat and dust on them. Adam pulled his cup from his mouth and looked over at the silent group.

“Have we missed something?” Eagan asked.

Lark stood slowly, a small grin growing on her face. “Mistress Eliza made us tarts, and they are…splendid.” She walked over, looped her arm through Eliza’s, and drew her over to pick up the tart pan. Lark escorted her as if they were best friends. They walked to the table, and all three men grabbed up their tarts. Adam’s gaze had questions in it as he looked to his wife.

“And Gavin was about to escort Cecilia and Meg home to Mull, so if you have a word for Tor, you better give it to Gavin now.

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