“Unfortunately, no,” he said. “We are being escorted until we make landfall, then the ship will be confiscated.”
“What a shame.” She already mourned the loss of a cabin that would likely make even a sea hardened navy man blush.
“Trust me,” he said, referring to the brooch, “I will use one ridiculously expensive treasure,” he brushed his lips across hers, “to build another ship for my priceless treasure.” A knowing gleam lit his eyes. “And in it, our own special spot.” He winked. “One where children are not allowed.”
She chuckled. “They can frequent Thomas and Rose’s ship.”
“I am certain it would be less alarming.”
“One would imagine.”
She thought of her mousy sister and the deep love she once felt for Thomas. Perhaps her pirate adventure would help Rose blossom at last. Perhaps, even, embrace a more daring character from one of her books.
“Will it be enough for the four of us then?” she said, referring to the brooch.
“More than enough,” he replied. “Plus, plenty for our crews.”
“How perfectly executed then,” she murmured. “It seems you truly did think of everything.”
“No, my little tease.” He swept her up in his arms and cocked a brow. “Or is it sinner?” He strode for their wicked cabin. “My thoughts were only ever of you.”