Once upon a time, in a country called Scotland, a headstrong young noblewoman fell in love with a idealistic young exile, and he loved her in return. But he was a prince in disguise, and when he left her, she became bitter, wild and unruly, until the day she ran away to help overthrow an evil tyrant on the island of Cenorina...
On this mission, Caitlin MacLean met her lover again. Taran Tamson was no longer a youth, but the commander of a pirate ship, a stern warrior determined to fulfill his destiny by any means ... and determined to hold her at any costs.
They were united in purpose, but she had grown into a woman cold, practical and accomplished, and she had no use for love. For how could she ever again trust this harsh, ruthless man who had broken her heart?
*New York Times bestselling author Christina Dodd has sold over 5 million historical romances! Find out why when you read this all-new, full-length Governess Brides historical...*A PIRATE'S WIFE FOR ME!
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Caitlin accidentally touched the cool hard metal under her pillow.
Her pistol. She had put it there to defend herself. Defend herself from men like Taran. Yes, if she made love with him, she would feel better ... while it was happening.
Afterward ... oh, heavens, afterward! How could she have forgotten? Afterward, he would laugh and be off, once again leaving her in the wreck of her dreams. No. Never again.
She smacked his temple with her elbow.
With a roar, he clutched his head.
Shoving him off her, she rolled off the bed and out of his reach. She ran backward toward the window. She raised the pistol. It shook in her hand, but she pointed the barrel at his chest and said, "Get out of my room."
He bounded up, still holding his throbbing temple. "What the hell did you do that for?" Seeing the gun, he stopped, swaying.
She supported the pistol in both hands. "I want you out of my room."
"Are you joking? A minute ago you wanted me. In fact" - his gaze sharpened as he looked at her bosom, displayed like a shopkeeper's goods - "in fact you still want me."
All the wispy remnants of pleasure dispersed under his scrutiny and his sarcasm. "You know I know how to use this. Get out of my room and don't ever come back."
"You don't mean that." He started walking toward her slowly, speaking in the soft tones of a wild animal trapper. "You love me. You've always loved me."
The room wasn't big enough for the two of them. The world wasn't big enough for the two of them. She steadied the gun, aimed it. "Don't make me do this."
"Caitlin, darlin' ..." He moved closer. His eyes gleamed.
She knew that expression. He wasn't going to stop. So she pulled the trigger.
"Dodd has done a smashing job with this spicy, swashbuckling Regency-era romance."-- Booklist
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Once upon a time, in a country called Scotland, a headstrong young noblewoman fell in love with a idealistic young exile, and he loved her in return. But he was a prince in disguise, and when he left her, she became bitter, wild and unruly, until the day she ran away to help overthrow an evil tyrant on the island of Cenorina...
On this mission, Caitlin MacLean met her lover again. Taran Tamson was no longer a youth, but the commander of a pirate ship, a stern warrior determined to fulfill his destiny by any means ... and determined to hold her at any costs.
They were united in purpose, but she had grown into a woman cold, practical and accomplished, and she had no use for love. For how could she ever again trust this harsh, ruthless man who had broken her heart?
*New York Times bestselling author Christina Dodd has sold over 5 million historical romances! Find out why when you read this all-new, full-length Governess Brides historical...*A PIRATE'S WIFE FOR ME!
READ AN EXCERPT:
Caitlin accidentally touched the cool hard metal under her pillow.
Her pistol. She had put it there to defend herself. Defend herself from men like Taran. Yes, if she made love with him, she would feel better ... while it was happening.
Afterward ... oh, heavens, afterward! How could she have forgotten? Afterward, he would laugh and be off, once again leaving her in the wreck of her dreams. No. Never again.
She smacked his temple with her elbow.
With a roar, he clutched his head.
Shoving him off her, she rolled off the bed and out of his reach. She ran backward toward the window. She raised the pistol. It shook in her hand, but she pointed the barrel at his chest and said, "Get out of my room."
He bounded up, still holding his throbbing temple. "What the hell did you do that for?" Seeing the gun, he stopped, swaying.
She supported the pistol in both hands. "I want you out of my room."
"Are you joking? A minute ago you wanted me. In fact" - his gaze sharpened as he looked at her bosom, displayed like a shopkeeper's goods - "in fact you still want me."
All the wispy remnants of pleasure dispersed under his scrutiny and his sarcasm. "You know I know how to use this. Get out of my room and don't ever come back."
"You don't mean that." He started walking toward her slowly, speaking in the soft tones of a wild animal trapper. "You love me. You've always loved me."
The room wasn't big enough for the two of them. The world wasn't big enough for the two of them. She steadied the gun, aimed it. "Don't make me do this."
"Caitlin, darlin' ..." He moved closer. His eyes gleamed.
She knew that expression. He wasn't going to stop. So she pulled the trigger.
"Dodd has done a smashing job with this spicy, swashbuckling Regency-era romance."-- Booklist