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An Excerpt from FOX’S BRIDE
Copyright (c) AMY RUTTAN 2008
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
“Toss the pig overboard. Let the sea decide his fate.”
John laughed, a devious smiled spread across his face. “With pleasure, Captain.”
Baines squealed like a stuck pig as John easily picked him up and tossed him overboard. There was a faint holler and large splash as the pirate Baines landed in the water. Captain Meg laughed with glee as she leaned over the side and watched Baines curse and sputter in the sea.
“I’ll get you for this, Meg! I know who you really are.”
“Do your worst,” Captain Meg scoffed as she fired a shot into the sea. Fox was amazed by this pirate’s behavior. The tales he had heard of privateers and pirates did not match with this woman’s actions.
She turned her back on the man she just threw overboard. She was laughing to herself as she casually cleaned and reloaded her pistol. She put the pistol back into her holster and then faced her captives, the mirth all gone. Her face stern, her cold eyes trained on them. What would those gray eyes look like glazed with passion? Fox shook his head, he couldn’t believe he was thinking these thoughts about a pirate—a pirate who should, for all intents and purposes, hang from the gallows. He had been at sea far too long, he needed a woman, and he needed one soon.
“As you can see, I do not tolerate disobedience. If you all cooperate and remove your valuables I will spare your lives.” She motioned to John and the men stepped forward with bags in their hands.
Fox cursed as he removed his fob watch and his family signet ring. He saw that the pirates who went below decks were ushering passengers and crew upstairs, including his valet who looked visibly shaken and highly affronted.
“I tried to stop them, my lord, but they sacked all your trunks.”
Captain Meg turned to him then, overhearing his valet address him by his rank. She smiled cunningly as she looked him up and down.
“Well, well, a lord of the realm here on this ship.” She bowed with a flourish and several of her crew, including John, laughed. “Maybe I should ransom you to your relatives.”
Fox scoffed. “You could but they’ll never pay. I’m an outcast, my dear.”
She cocked her eyebrow, seemingly intrigued by his response.
“Tsk, tsk. What about your poor wife? I’m sure she would be lost without you.”
“You can try her, she is quite wealthy. Although, you may find her hesitant, she’s never met me.”
“Ha, I find that hard to believe.” Captain Meg unsheathed her rapier and pointed it at his heart.
“Her name, my lord, or I will run you through.”
Fox smirked, thoroughly enjoying his repartee with this enchanting vixen.
“Happy to oblige, my dear. My wife is Lady Madeline Foxton of The Coral Reef plantation in Montego Bay.
Captain Meg’s eyes flew open in horror and she quickly turned away. Fox was confused by her response.
“Sorry, did I say something to offend?”
She turned around abruptly, the blunt end of her pistol raised, his last thoughts before all went black was, why is she angry?