For the Love of a Pirate
“There were many chafing dishes out on a sideboard, and the scent of ham, eggs, and sweet rolls was incredibly appealing.
Constantine saw his hostess at a sideboard, filling a plate with victuals.
“Oh, good!” he said as he strode into the dining parlor. “You haven’t left yet.”
Lisabeth turned and showed him a surprised and glowing face. And more. He stopped in his tracks and gaped at her.
“Oh, good!” she echoed, with a dimpling smile. “You’re not a slugabed! Everyone said a London gent would sle...ep till noon, and only turn over when the sun got in his eyes. How nice that you keep country hours.”
What she looked like froze him and left him speechless. Her conversation wasn’t proper, but he couldn’t concentrate on it. Of course a lady never mentioned a gentleman’s bed habits, in any context, unless she was in bed with him. And then, of course, she wasn’t a lady.
But he couldn’t think about that while he looked at her. He could only stare.
She was dressed outrageously.MoreLess
Constantine saw his hostess at a sideboard, filling a plate with victuals.
“Oh, good!” he said as he strode into the dining parlor. “You haven’t left yet.”
Lisabeth turned and showed him a surprised and glowing face. And more. He stopped in his tracks and gaped at her.
“Oh, good!” she echoed, with a dimpling smile. “You’re not a slugabed! Everyone said a London gent would sle...ep till noon, and only turn over when the sun got in his eyes. How nice that you keep country hours.”
What she looked like froze him and left him speechless. Her conversation wasn’t proper, but he couldn’t concentrate on it. Of course a lady never mentioned a gentleman’s bed habits, in any context, unless she was in bed with him. And then, of course, she wasn’t a lady.
But he couldn’t think about that while he looked at her. He could only stare.
She was dressed outrageously.MoreLess
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