The Pirate’s Booty - Preview

Standing taller than almost any man Quinn had ever met, red hair flowing about her like a lion's mane, sizing Quinn up with eyes that looked like they were piercing her soul, Grace O'Malley was everything Quinn had heard about and more. She had a commanding presence that made you know that she was royalty, that she was a leader, that she demanded your respect or your head. She was, in a word, self-possessed, and Quinn hadn't been at all certain if gaining access to the ship was the right thing to do.

She'd nearly fainted that first day when Grace O'Malley tilted her head this way and that before asking Quinn if she'd been weaned yet. She made a remark about Quinn's soft skin and asked if she'd ever shaved. Grace had eyes like a hawk, and when they locked onto Quinn's face, she felt as if this woman was seeing right through her.

But Quinn had needed this ship. She had needed the likes of this pirate queen who could get her where she needed to go without fear of being molested or badgered by men.

And the only way to do that was to become one of them...

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