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very clear. I m used to men staring at me, but most of those stares
have a certain measure of threat attached to them. You appeared to
have something entirely different on your mind, and it seemed to
match my own thoughts. I merely reduced the time we would spend
playing games. Playing games is such a waste of time, and I m a busy
woman.
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She crooked her finger toward him, beckoning him toward her. He
removed his hat and took several more steps into the room. Fowler
immediately closed the door behind him. Blackwell s head snapped
around as the latch fell into place. When he turned back, his brow
rose.
 Consider yourself temporarily detained, Mr. Blackwell.
 It s Captain Blackwell.
She smiled sweetly.  Not on this ship it isn t.
 Am I being detained for any particular purpose?
 For several purposes, but I ll start with the most obvious
question. Who do you work for?
 I hoped to work for you.
Kit tilted her head.  Indeed? The way you stared at me in The
Dirty Barnacle made me think you might be assessing the situation for
someone.
 I ve just recently arrived here, Blackwell said.  I can assure you
I sail for no one and have very little interest in anything that transpires
in your pirate hierarchy. I m merely interested in increasing my
fortune due to some unforeseen circumstances.
 Well, The Rose has a full crew complement. I know you ve seen
that because I was told you paid a visit to the ship this afternoon and
did a rather thorough inspection.
 I thought I d been rather surreptitious.
Kit smiled.  My men aren t as dumb as they look, or they d all be
dead. What exactly would a man like you have to offer to me?
Blackwell tossed his hat onto the desk as he moved closer.
 Perhaps nothing and yet you re interested. I saw you watching me.
Kit took a step toward him.  You watched me first.
 I m a man of many talents and experiences, with a great many
nautical skills. I ve served as a bosun s mate, navigator, a
quartermaster. I ve also had several ships under my command.
 Successfully?
 I ve seen my share of battle.
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She inspected him from head to toe. Blackwell wore very
fashionable clothing for skulking about a pirate haven, and the lure of
his possible affluence would have boded unfavorably for anyone with
less confidence. He certainly looked the part of a successful plantation
owner, and offered an intriguing mark for the denizens of their town,
but Kit knew how unsuccessful Blackwell had been.  It s very
curious, because an officer in the royal navy usually wears a uniform
of some sort or another.
 I m retired from the navy.
 I see. Your credentials are all very impressive, sir, but I ve no
need for additional crew. In fact, allowing you to join my crew would
create a hardship I m not willing to entertain.
 In what way?
 I don t fuck my crew, Mr. Blackwell. That wouldn t be healthy
for any of us. It could complicate my rather happy little family here
and cause additional tension we don t need. So you see, having you
on my staff is not in my best interests since I have something entirely
un-nautical on my mind.
Kit dropped into a chair and tugged off her boots, flinging them
toward the wall where they settled in an untidy heap near a weathered
storage chest. She slid lower in the chair and crossed her legs, her
gaze wandering down the length of his body, bouncing her bare foot
as she studied him.
 Let s see if you re worth keeping, shall we?
Blackwell laughed.  What makes you think that s your choice?
Kit gave him a sultry grin.  You re on my ship. My ship. My
choice. Take off your clothes.
 I m not accustomed to taking orders, especially from a woman.
 And I m not accustomed to having my orders ignored. It seems
one of us will have to alter our usual behavior, Mr. Blackwell, and I
can assure you, it s not going to be me. Kit smiled.  Do you have a
problem with fucking me this afternoon?
 No problem at all, Captain.
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Blackwell shrugged out of his coat then tugged at the collar of his
shirt, pulling it over his head. What lay beneath the snowy cloth
didn t disappoint. As he tugged off his boots, then began unbuttoning
his pants, Kit allowed her gaze to roam across the grooved muscles of
his shoulders, chest, abdomen, enjoying each ridge and ripple as he
moved. Not as big as James, or as imposing, but definitely a man
who d taken great care to keep his body in the best physical shape.
She congratulated herself on a fine choice for an afternoon of fun.
This man looked as though he could spend an afternoon scrambling in
the rigging, swim a strait after dinner and have plenty of energy left to
fuck well into the night. He was a perfect specimen, and if locked in
her cabin, he wouldn t be able to create whatever havoc he had in
mind. She d figure that out in time, but first things first.
She stood up as he pushed the pants down his hips. When they
puddled into a heap at his feet and he kicked them away, he stood
before her unashamed, obviously enjoying her perusal.
 No arguments, Mr. Blackwell? Aren t you going to plead
captivity, some sort of hostage code?
 It hasn t worked for me in the past, so why waste my time? Am I
a hostage?
 Not entirely, though I ve no plans to release you any time soon.
Does that disturb you?
 Not at all. He moved toward her, and his hands lingered on the
edge of her blouse, his fingers sweeping down to touch the warmth
inside.  Are there rules I should know? Plan to skewer me if I do
something outside your comfort zone?
 I don t have a comfort zone. At least nothing I ve found yet.
Perhaps you d like to challenge me. I like surprises.
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