Unconsciously she swiped at her lips as if to erase what shed just done. Of all the men in the world, she couldnt be this attracted to him . She simply couldnt. Particularly since shed never met another man who made her body rebel against her. She couldnt allow a rival, an enemy, this power over her.
A thrill, of what had to be fear, surged through her when she admitted there were a few moments back there when she probably would have done anything he desired.
More important, she reminded herself, while she was in here cavorting with Sutherland, the two men who wanted to harm the ship and had tried to kill her were loose.
In response to her pulling away, he laughed a mirthless laugh and ran his hand through his thick, black hair. A word of advicein your line of work, you should at least act as though you enjoy my kiss, he said, then he stalked past her down the corridor.
Her wits were slow, simpleton slow in her desire-saturated mind, but she finally understood why hed so heroically brought her back to his ship.
He thought she was a whore.
She wasnt offended by that in the least. She had befriended courtesans who made their livelihood from loving men. No, disappointment seeped into Nicole because during the day she had come to believe that theyd had some powerful connection the night before. The memory of that had factored into why shed let him kiss and touch her. In reality, hed just been surveying the women in the tavern and assumed she was part of his selection.
When he walked away, she whirled around to leave. Because thats what she should do. She hadnt even reached the deck before she started doubting her decision. Those men were out there. It was freezing out on the docks. And dark.
Nicole walked to the gangway, past the guards, who seemed uneasy around her. She tried to see each way down the quay, but only craggy, dark places abounded. Miles separated her from the Bella Nicola, and she had no money. And how could she be sure anyone would even be back aboard by now?
She hesitated. Captain Sutherland thought she was a prostitute. Nicole didnt attempt to delude herself that if she entered his cabin, shed come out unscathed. Then she imagined Pretty jumping out from behind a building, his cadaverous face twisted into a grin.
Crossly, she turned and scuffed to his cabin, all the while sorting through her spiraling emotions. When she entered, his face was unreadable, but she swore he looked surprised to see her return. If he was, he promptly got over it. He didnt waste any time closing the door behind her, and she teased herself by ridiculously thinking that he didnt want her to change her mind.
He stood near enough that his warmth and his addictive scent enfolded her, before moving to the center of the cabin. He shrugged his broad shoulders out of his coat and tossed it over a chair, his every movement casual and unhurried. She had the feeling that he played with her, as if he had all the time in the world to find out her secrets.
Regardless, she would make the most of this situation. Yes, shed just entered Derek Sutherlands cabin still shaking from his kiss. That was bad .But she needed a safe haven until she could be certain the crew had returned to her ship before she attempted to go home.
Captain, I, uh, would like She had to stop and cough before beginning again. I would like to stay with you for a couple of hours. For protection, she added hastily.
Why should I protect you?
Good question. Yet she had no good answer. Because Im asking you to?
He paused, taking time to look her over again. His voice was husky when he answered, Ill keep you here with me.
She nodded. There. That wasnt so bad. This was a good decision, Nicole assured herself, even as she reacted to his hungry look with another bloom of heat throughout her body.
But who, she wondered as the sensual rush turned into a deepening knot of dread, would protect her from herself?
Chapter 4
When Nicole forced her eyes away from Sutherland and surveyed his cabin, the first thing she noticed was his oversize bed. The secondhed caught her looking at it. He had the gall to smirk at her, and her face flamed as she glanced away.
The room was extremely large even for a ship of this size, but snug and warm with none of the usual drafts. She took in the tasteful colors and decor and reluctantly acknowledged that it easily surpassed her own cabin, even with all those fancy gifts from her hard-hearted grandmother crammed into itgifts just waiting, in her opinion, for the right time to be coldly pawned.
A sizable mahogany desk rested under a large clouded-glass skylight, and scattered all over it, so like her own, were charts and scribbled numbers.
As if magnetically drawn to it, she edged over to spy out his course, straining to see in the low light. She made out many of the figures while he fed fuel into the stove and turned up the rooms lanterns.
She examined his course line, knowing she was cheating, but she wanted to find out how far south he planned to sail through the Southern Ocean when rounding Africas Cape of Good Hope. If she could determine that, then she could either meet his course or beat it with a more dangerous, but faster latitude farther south. How low are you going to go, Captain Sutherland?
Her eyebrows shot up. Lower than even her reckless father had ever dared.
His course ran insanely close to the perilous seas around the Antarctic, cutting the distance and sailing time to Sydney. She had to have read it wrong.
Dont try to read that, he advised. It will only give you a headache.
Her eyes narrowed. Shed been plotting since she was old enough to count. Indeed, she almost informed him with a sharp rap of her fingernails over the offending numbers thathe had made a mistake in one of his calculations. But she should probably let the error stand, since it could adversely affect his course in the race. It would be a cold-blooded thing to do, but this wasnt a childs game. If he couldnt meet the challenge, then hed fail.
When she said nothing, he scrutinized her and said, Its a course a map of where Ill sail this ship on my next voyage. Had he explained that slowly?
Nicoles nails bit into her palms as she quieted her arrogant pride. She managed a tepid smile as if impressed with his knowledge. Yet thoughts of the race vanished when he walked toward her in that slow, fluid way that made her belly tighten.
He reached out to her, his body so close that she would have to move to avoid touching him. Instead, she lowered her lashes. Would he kiss her again? Did she want him to touch her with those lips once more? Nothing happened for the space of what should have been a couple of breaths.
Her eyes flashed open; hed reached past her toward a bottle of brandy. She didnt think hed seen her mortifying surrender, but that didnt stop her from berating herself for being so vulnerable to him. Sutherland was a cruel man. A patronizing man. He expected, lest she forget, that she would be bought tonight.