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Chapter 8
Serenity confronted the room with herwrath fully unfurled.
“Okay, Morgan Drake, if you want to see a woman keep her place, then I’ll show you a woman keeping her place.”
And with the taste of vengeance scalding her tongue, she set out to do her worst to his most hallowed space.
Regardless of what he said, she knew men valued their sanctuaries and any female encroachment rankled them to their core.
So, if he wanted a frilly little miss who minded her sewing, and never spoke without a man’s permission, she’d give it to him! In true female fashion, she would redecorate his masculine haven.
Searching the trunk she’d found below his bed, she pulled out the yards and yards of canvas he kept stored there. It wouldn’t make the best curtains in the world, but it would be enough to get her point across.
She found scissors and a needle and thread in the trunk where he kept his clothes, and took the canvas to the table.
Even if it took her all night, she would show him feminine ways.
Morgan walked across the deck, his anger still burning. The rain had all but ceased and only a light drizzle assaulted him now.
“You look like hell, Drake,” Jake said as he approached him. “I thought you were turning in for the night.”
“Don’t remind me,” he muttered.
Jake laughed. “Women,” he said with a knowing smile. “What did she do to you?”
Morgan tossed his wet coat to the deck and snarled. “You won’t believe what she thinks.”
Propping one arm against the wheel, Jake cocked a brow. “From what I’ve seen of her, there’s no telling.”
At last, he’d finally found someone to take his side! Grateful for Jake’s sanity, Morgan unloaded his burden, “She thinks women ought to be equal to men.”
Jake rolled his eyes.
“That’s what I thought.”
“I’m telling you, Drake, bed the wench. That’ll take her mind off such stupid notions.”
Sighing, Morgan shook his head. “I wish it were that easy.”
Jake gave him a disbelieving stare. “Excuse me, but I believe that someone must have exchanged places with you. You can’t be the same man who took three whores to his bed for a week and didn’t emerge until they couldn’t walk.”
“It’s not the same, Jake.”
He snorted. “It is the same.”
“If you mean that, then why haven’t I seen you chase after a woman in the last three years?” Morgan asked. “You, who always prided yourself on the fact that you could have any woman you saw? If it’s so easy, why don’t you join my men on shore when they visit a cathouse?”
“I can’t do that.”
“Why not?” Morgan asked. “I’ve seen you collect women like a beggar collects food scraps. What has made you so chaste when it comes to any attractive woman who crosses your path?”
“Because Lorelei would have my head, and I don’t mean the one on my shoulders.”
Morgan couldn’t resist taunting him. “So you’reafraidof Lorelei? A woman?”
Color flooded Jake’s cheeks at the insult. “I’m not afraid of anything…” He looked down and said in a voice that reminded Morgan of a small peevish boy, “I just don’t want another woman.”
“Because thereisa difference.”
