“There ain’t nothin’ fictional about us, Indi girl.”
“Okay, so…is there like some big story behind it? Your papa’s granddaddy was a pirate…it’s in your blood…”
They all shake their heads.
“Ain’t no different to a motorcycle club on the land. We’re like them, but ocean-style.”
“The rebels of the ocean.” I grin.
Jock laughs. “Exactly. We just do our business out here. Less laws.”
“Smart thinking, ninety-nine.”
GG snorts, and hands me the bottle of rum again. I take it, swallowing it far easier this time around.
“How long have you been with Hendrix, then?” I say, leaning back and feeling myself sway.
“Ten years, maybe more,” GG says.
“That’s a long time. You are all older than him. Isn’t that weird?”
“Hendrix started his own crew, and he gave us all freedom by taking us on. We all have our own problems, our own secrets, and he lets us escape them. Young or not, he gave us something we couldn’t find on the shore.”
They make a valid point.
“So, do you, like, talk pirate?”
GG raises his brows. “No, love.”
“Well that’s no fun. I think I need to introduce that to ye scallywags.”
They all burst out laughing.
“I see you decided to join in like I suggested,” comes a husky, sexy voice from behind me. Oh damn.
I turn and grin up at Hendrix. “Aye cap’n, I took ye advice and joined in this party.”
He raises his brows. “Seriously?”
“Arrrr, seriously.”
GG laughs so hard he snorts, and that gets Jock going.
Hendrix raises his brows at me, and oh, he ’s so gorgeous standing there, looking down at me. His dark hair is all ruffled, and I want to put my fingers in it and tug, I want to hear him growl. He’s so damned yummy; it’s rude to be that perfect.
“Have you been drinking?”
“Arrrrr, I have had a clap of thunder or two with these scallywags. And they haven’t yet drawn their cutthroats and sent me down to Davy Jones’ locker.”
Hendrix’s lips twitch, and my heart swells. Maybe Jess is right. Maybe there is a chance of changing his mind. Jock is laughing so hard he falls off the back of his chair, and it smashes loudly onto the ground. I watch as another group of pirates come into the room, the group that bothered me up on deck. They stare over at me, then at the men laughing, and their expressions seem to soften. Drake notices me, and I watch his eyes light up. I wave to him like a crazy lunatic.
“Hey Drake!”
Hendrix turns and stares at Drake, then turns back to me.
“I’m guessing dinner will be a good thing . Yo u’ve had far too much to drink.”
“Nay, cap’n. I am just getting started. Ahoy!”
He shakes his head, and pulls out a cigarette, lighting it. He turns and walks over to the large table at the back of the room, and he sits down at it. A moment later, Senny saunters in, wearing a pair of too tight jeans and a top that has her breasts overflowing. I watch as she slides onto the table in front of Hendrix, and says something that has him chuckling. Oh lordy, when he smiles, he has these killer dimples. My heart begins thumping, and my head spins, giving me a light airy feeling.
“Is there any music on this here ship?” I say, turning back to the guys.
GG nods, and stands, walking over to a large stereo in the corner. He flicks it on, and moments later, some ridiculous seventies music comes blaring out. I raise my brows, horrified.
“Seriously, seventies?”
GG shrugs. “It’s the radio, Indi girl. We don’t control it.”
“Boo!”
I stand and walk toward the door. I really need to pee.
“Going already?” Hendrix says, just as I reach it.
I turn, meeting his gaze dead on. “Oh, I’ll be back, don’t you worry your pretty head about that.”
His lips twitch again.
I’m softening the shell….
I stumble out the door and down the hall until I
“Okay, so…is there like some big story behind it? Your papa’s granddaddy was a pirate…it’s in your blood…”
They all shake their heads.
“Ain’t no different to a motorcycle club on the land. We’re like them, but ocean-style.”
“The rebels of the ocean.” I grin.
Jock laughs. “Exactly. We just do our business out here. Less laws.”
“Smart thinking, ninety-nine.”
GG snorts, and hands me the bottle of rum again. I take it, swallowing it far easier this time around.
“How long have you been with Hendrix, then?” I say, leaning back and feeling myself sway.
“Ten years, maybe more,” GG says.
“That’s a long time. You are all older than him. Isn’t that weird?”
“Hendrix started his own crew, and he gave us all freedom by taking us on. We all have our own problems, our own secrets, and he lets us escape them. Young or not, he gave us something we couldn’t find on the shore.”
They make a valid point.
“So, do you, like, talk pirate?”
GG raises his brows. “No, love.”
“Well that’s no fun. I think I need to introduce that to ye scallywags.”
They all burst out laughing.
“I see you decided to join in like I suggested,” comes a husky, sexy voice from behind me. Oh damn.
I turn and grin up at Hendrix. “Aye cap’n, I took ye advice and joined in this party.”
He raises his brows. “Seriously?”
“Arrrr, seriously.”
GG laughs so hard he snorts, and that gets Jock going.
Hendrix raises his brows at me, and oh, he ’s so gorgeous standing there, looking down at me. His dark hair is all ruffled, and I want to put my fingers in it and tug, I want to hear him growl. He’s so damned yummy; it’s rude to be that perfect.
“Have you been drinking?”
“Arrrrr, I have had a clap of thunder or two with these scallywags. And they haven’t yet drawn their cutthroats and sent me down to Davy Jones’ locker.”
Hendrix’s lips twitch, and my heart swells. Maybe Jess is right. Maybe there is a chance of changing his mind. Jock is laughing so hard he falls off the back of his chair, and it smashes loudly onto the ground. I watch as another group of pirates come into the room, the group that bothered me up on deck. They stare over at me, then at the men laughing, and their expressions seem to soften. Drake notices me, and I watch his eyes light up. I wave to him like a crazy lunatic.
“Hey Drake!”
Hendrix turns and stares at Drake, then turns back to me.
“I’m guessing dinner will be a good thing . Yo u’ve had far too much to drink.”
“Nay, cap’n. I am just getting started. Ahoy!”
He shakes his head, and pulls out a cigarette, lighting it. He turns and walks over to the large table at the back of the room, and he sits down at it. A moment later, Senny saunters in, wearing a pair of too tight jeans and a top that has her breasts overflowing. I watch as she slides onto the table in front of Hendrix, and says something that has him chuckling. Oh lordy, when he smiles, he has these killer dimples. My heart begins thumping, and my head spins, giving me a light airy feeling.
“Is there any music on this here ship?” I say, turning back to the guys.
GG nods, and stands, walking over to a large stereo in the corner. He flicks it on, and moments later, some ridiculous seventies music comes blaring out. I raise my brows, horrified.
“Seriously, seventies?”
GG shrugs. “It’s the radio, Indi girl. We don’t control it.”
“Boo!”
I stand and walk toward the door. I really need to pee.
“Going already?” Hendrix says, just as I reach it.
I turn, meeting his gaze dead on. “Oh, I’ll be back, don’t you worry your pretty head about that.”
His lips twitch again.
I’m softening the shell….
I stumble out the door and down the hall until I
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