Page 80 of The Lord who Seduced Me
Cabe
His cabin, March 1813
Cabe was just about done with this small town they had found to dock their ship at.
They needed a few repairs, nothing too major and he had hoped that they would have been there for only a sennight before they were back out there. It hadn’t been the case.
The men who were hired to help them with their repairs were not fast moving at all and Cabe had his patience tested as the days had passed.
He had worked alongside them, as had his crew, but these workers would not be rushed. In the least.
They were the best at what they did, and Cabe understood that, but all he wanted was to get home. To get back to Rose.
They had one more day of repairs ahead of them and while they had been doing that, Nathaniel and his crew had been restocking their ship and fixing the damaged sail.
Some of the debris from a cannonball had ripped through it, and it took a few men to sew it back together.
Cabe needed to get out there. He knew the men were already working and he was appreciative they were always on time at least.
His arm had healed well over these past weeks and he had taken the stitches out last week.
The line he had on his arm would always be a reminder of their battle and his victory over the Renegade.
He would ignore the other scars the man had given him and would forever be grateful that this was the only scar he had received at that man’s hands.
He put his prosthetic on and the rest of his clothes and walked out of his cabin, ready to face the day and get their work done.
The men all stopped what they were doing when he walked on deck and he nodded at them, which made them get back to work.
One of the men they hired to do the repairs came up to him, “Oy there Captain. We’s is finished.”
Cabe let out a tiny sigh of relief, “Thank you for all you have done. Nathaniel will make certain you are paid handsomely.”
The man grinned, showing off the fact that he had only a few teeth left in his mouth.
“We’s happy to do the work. Not many need’s our skills.”
Cabe shook the man’s hand, “Well, thank you for all you have done for us. We certainly won’t forget it.”
The man grinned again, and his partner shook Cabe’s hand as well and the two walked down the gangplank.
He turned to Nathaniel. “How soon before we set sail?”
Nathaniel looked around, “An hour? Is that soon enough?”
Cabe grinned and walked to his cabin. He needed Rose by his side.
He pulled her handkerchief from under his pillow. The scent had faded, and he hated it. Glad that they were going back to her.
He had her scent memorized, but he missed it. It had helped him sleep while he had been away, and it was all he wanted again.
He tucked everything he wanted back into his jacket pocket and he walked out of his cabin door and into the bright sunlight.
Nathaniel was on the deck, yelling for the men to finish up the last of the ship's preparations.
There were men everywhere, milling all over, and Cabe could see that none of the battle he and the Renegade had showed.
His ship was once again in pristine condition and while he knew it had a lot to do with him maneuvering the ship out of most of the cannonballs shot his way, he also knew his crew had worked hard these past few weeks getting their ship sea worthy again.
