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 Aye. You could, couldn t you? He nodded.  But what assurance do I have you will
put me back in the body?
Her mind ran rampant and all she could think to offer him was the treasure and
her body. She looked him hard in the eye.  We have almost twenty-four hours to find
the treasure.
 Aye.
She inhaled.  You ve been in limbo for three centuries.
 Aye. This time his voice rose with uncertainty and his eyes narrowed.
This was so much harder than she had thought it would be.  I could& well, I d be
willing& 
When her voice trailed off, he finished her sentence.  Are you offering your services
to me as payment for my assistance?
Heart pounding, she drew open the robe and nodded.
His gaze raked her in unmitigated appraisal as he obviously considered her offer.  I
could just leave now, keep the body and find the treasure on my own.
 Even if you find it, you can t just sell gold doubloons or whatever else you have on
the open market. You have no idea of the value. Hell, you don t even know what your
name is. I have all my husband s legal documents, his social security number, his
driver s license everything. In the twenty-first century, your identity, Major Bonnet, is
more valuable than anything else. She pointed the stun gun at him menacingly.
 Besides, I ll make you sorry if you try to walk out that door.
His blue eyes turned black. Gwen could practically hear his mind working.
Hopefully she had convinced him it would be very difficult for him to get along
without her.
His face was expressionless but she could tell he was still thinking.  How do I know
I can trust you?
Gwen knew her face darkened. She took a deep breath and blew it out.  I can t let
Blackbeard take my grandmother s soul. I need you.
Stede searched her eyes.  Killing a man is not as easy as it sounds. Even for a
witch.
 I wouldn t really be killing Blackbeard. He s already dead.
Stede paced in the room. His chest rose and fell with quick breaths.  It s too risky.
Once more, he reached for the doorknob.
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Gwen dashed between him and the door.  You can t go. Please, Stede! I can t let
him hurt my grandmother. I can t. You re her only hope. Tears flooded her eyes and
streamed down her cheeks. She shook uncontrollably.  It s because of you that bastard
has my granny anyway. You and your freaking treasure! Desperate, she searched his
gaze.
He hesitated and stared. A muscle in his cheek tensed. After a tense bout of silence,
he added,  Are you forgetting your love spell, madam?
 Obviously, my spell didn t work. I would never have called someone like& like
you to me! She was so angry she couldn t think of anything bad enough to call him.
She d offered him her body and now he was mocking a spell she had cast with the best
of intentions.
How could the Universe have ever sent someone so insufferable to her? She knew
she was trembling and staring but her mind was torn with grief and shock and
something she couldn t define in the presence of this man in her husband s body.
 Put down your weapon, Gwendolyn, he said severely.
 Why?
 Put it down! he ordered.  I refuse to talk to you while you re aiming that& that
thing at me. He pointed accusingly at the stun gun.
She stared at him with hope. Was he amenable to coming to some sort of
agreement? Against all better judgment, she thumbed the stunner off and dropped it
back in her pocket. The thought occurred to her that she was now at his mercy. He
might be dangerous. But his earlier actions and the spark in his eyes told her differently.
 Does your offer still stand? he asked, coming toe-to-toe with her.
Gwen s pulse rioted. She was so very aware of the heat radiating from his body as
he reached inside the lapel of the robe and cupped her breast in his hand. She sucked in
a ragged breath. Part of her wanted to melt into his touch and another part of her
wanted to slap the everliving shit out of him. He wasn t a gentleman at all! He was
actually going to take her up on her offer of sex for his assistance!
You offered, she though. But still& the bastard!
Her body responded in a totally different and totally wanton way.  Yes, she
hissed and shrugged her hair behind her shoulder, annoyed that her traitorous pussy
contracted in shameless anticipation.
 Then kiss me, he whispered.
Instinctively, Gwen moved toward him but then hesitated. This was crazy. This
was&
And then, all coherent thought escaped as he dragged her against him, laced his
fingers in the thick hair at her nape and held her head as his mouth sought hers. Gwen
moaned and opened for him, allowing his tongue inside. Roger had never kissed her
this way but lust battled the guilt she felt and she suddenly found herself swept up in
his arms and being carried toward the bed.
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 Bloody damn hell, Stede said as he dropped her on the bed and began hastily
unfastening his jeans.
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Chapter Four
Stede could not believe he had given in to the witch s whims, but he d spent an
eternity trapped between heaven and earth and there was something about Gwendolyn
he could not define something from which he could not easily walk away.
He pushed his breeches down and took his cockstand in his hand. No other woman
had ever made him this hard or this aroused.
When she propped herself on her elbows, her dressing gown fell away to expose
the alluring little strand of pearls that disappeared into the folds of her cunny. As he [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]