Tallulah's Temptation by Robyn Peterman & Love Spells

Author:Robyn Peterman & Love Spells [Peterman, Robyn & Spells, Love]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Robyn Peterman
Published: 2018-06-20T16:00:00+00:00

10

Pirate Doug

“What’s that smell?” Tallulah asked, wrinkling her nose and trying not to gag.

I sniffed the air in alarm and shook my head to clear it. My brain wasn’t functioning on all cylinders due to the mouthwatering scraps of material Tallulah had chosen to wear. The dinghy ride over had been a monstrous challenge.

Keeping my hands to myself had taken all the self-control I had—not that I had much to begin with. I’d accidentally rowed in circles for thirty minutes before I could figure out how to maneuver the small craft back to the ship. Thankfully my Johnson-induced lack of coordination seemed to amuse my Mermaid.

Now finally back on the ship, I was panicked that something had gone awry in my absence. Glancing around, I tried to sniff out the location of the heinous aroma. Was it Bonar? Or Thornycraft? Or Upton? Or me? No. We might be Pirates, but our hygiene was impeccable. Besides, my crew wasn’t even on the ship of the moment. They were standing watch over the isle and keeping an eye out for the Hags.

At least forty Tiki torches were blazing and an inviting array of stolen chaise lounges had been placed next to a perfectly set pilfered table for two. The letter of love was in my pocket and I’d warmed up my voice before I’d retrieved my lady. Upton did suffer a slight ear bleed due to my singing but healed up quite nicely. My breeches were loose fitting for easy removal to reveal my pecker and dinner was on the fire.

I’d also come up with something on my own. This was risky, but I felt that a personal touch would be prudent to my wooing. It was something unheard of for me, but desperate times called untried measures.

“Sweet shark in a leisure suit,” I gasped out and swallowed the bile rising in my throat. What in the hell had Upton chosen to cook for dinner? It smelled like a pot of arse.

“Did something die?” Tallulah inquired, pinching her nose shut with her slim fingers.

“No. But someone is about to,” I muttered, rushing over to the kettle of boiling butts.

Peeking inside, I almost heaved. It was full of fish, seaweed, beans, onions, eggs and pickles. Upton had clearly lied about his cooking prowess. I’d kick his arse later. This was a catastrophe. Picking up the searing hot pot with my bare hands, I heaved the shite-smelling concoction over the railing and then tried to play it off.

“Apparently, the caterer was drunk,” I said and then wondered how she would feel about a few cans of tuna and some day old bread.

“That’s fine, I’m not really hungry,” Tallulah said, glancing around the deck. “Aren’t you concerned about setting your ship ablaze?”

She had a fine point, but Thornycraft’s mum had said candles were important. Of course, I’d upped the ante by choosing enormous torches, but my motto was always go big or go home. Although an inferno would really put a crimp in my plans…

“Not at all,” I lied, praying to Poseidon that we didn’t end up crispy.

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