Rent A Pirate's Wife for Me

Synopsis

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!

Caitlin MacLean of Scotland is proud to announce her graduation from The Distinguished Academy of Governesses. She specializes in the womanly arts of housekeeping, picking locks, and overthrowing ruthless dictators, and looks forward to attaining a position wherein she can utilize these skills. No dashing, dastardly pirates or faithless, former lovers need seek her services. 

Ship's captain (and prince in disguise) Taran Tamson is by coincidence in need of the best lockpick in the land; he needs the reckless auburn-haired beauty to retrieve the papers that will help him leave behind his swashbuckling ways and win back his island kingdom of Cenorina. So he assures said lady that he will honor her demand for a proper, chaste relationship for as long as she desires it, then uses his every sensual wile to make sure she desires only one thing -- him...

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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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