Trapped: Captive to a Pirate by Lilith T. Bell

Author:Lilith T. Bell [Bell, Lilith T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Selkie Publishing
Published: 2014-07-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Bed of Roses

LIAM waited until he was sure Brigid was gone to get her things. She had the presence of mind to snatch up her lantern as she went, but the absence of light didn’t bother him at all. He simply shifted his eyes to enhance his night vision—the pale blue darkening to solid black orbs—then turned back to the furthermost corner of the bed and grasped the bedpost there. As he twisted it around, a hidden cavity he’d carved into it was revealed and he pulled out a rolled up piece of leather. The first time he had seen it, he assumed it to be a useless scrap, maybe meant for patching things. That had likely been just what Donny had wanted others to think, though.

Once the leather was shaken out flat on the bed, he traced the markings on it with his finger. Instead of ink or paint or anything like that, his late friend had burned the lines into it. The island was clear enough, but there were strange markings he couldn’t decipher, as well as some writing in a language he was fairly certain was Irish. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a language he had ever spoken fluently and had never learned to read it at all. It just looked garbled and impossible to pronounce to his eyes.

“Your girl’s going to get herself killed. You should be glad I wouldn’t give her the map,” he said as his finger followed the curve of the shoreline. Even if he couldn’t decipher what the map said, he had spent over a decade working alongside Donny O’Cullane. His hand was so clear in its design that Liam almost felt as though he was speaking to his old friend again.

“Well, all right. You wouldn’t be at all glad about what I just did.”

He glanced toward his door with a frown, trying to ignore the pang of guilt tormenting him. That he had hurt her seemed clear, but he wasn’t sure of how to deal with it. Warmth and gentleness had never factored in his life at all. He shook his head, then got up to start packing his bag. He would need his navigation tools, of course, and he didn’t keep much else beyond clothes and some books.

“You can’t blame me, though, Donny. How was I to know?”

He grabbed the map to fold it up again, stuffing it inside a hidden inner pocket in the bag. “I can’t imagine one of our kind living that long and staying a virgin.” She possessed the violent tendencies of a kin female, though. There was no doubt about that. It had been far too long since he’d had the pleasure of a half-naked woman trying to kill him and then screaming in ecstasy for him.

As he was tossing things into the bag, he picked up a pair of manacles, then shrugged and packed those as well. The girl had a temper on her, after all. It was going to take some effort to tame her.

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