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“The East End of London.”
“You sound a mite too fancy for that.”
“I went to a proper finishing school.”
“How did you end up in Australia?”
“My former employer became an ambassador for his majesty. He sent him here. He brought his whole household.”
“Were you his mistress?” my character spits at her.
“No.”
“Lover?”
“Never.”
“How will you pay for your passage?”
“I have coin.”
“What if I said that coin wasn’t good enough?”
“You may as well throw me overboard. I’ll not spread my legs for you or your men.”
“Who said anything about those rotting bastards?”
“You wish me to spread my legs for you?”
“You’ll do more than that,” I say gruffly. We stare at each other until she surges forward; her lips are on mine. In seconds I have the bodice of her dress ripped down the front, her chest is heaving, and my breathing is no better. I lift her onto the desk in the captain’s office and push her skirts up to her waist. “No drawers? What a naughty kitten.” I finish the scene as best as possible without taking her for all to see. Then I move back up her body and take her lips again, ending it, but I don’t stop kissing her.
“Cut! God. What the fuck is going on with my actors? There’s not a pair of them that don’t have this kind of chemistry. Keep rolling for B footage, Chuck. Jesus.”
One scene down, only six more weeks of shooting. We’ve got this, no problem.
Epilogue
Stacee
One Year Later
Iwake up as the sun streams into the room, blinding me. I reach over and hit the button for the blinds to close, bringing me into blessed darkness. I moved in with Tyson as soon as we came home from Australia. I stare down at the engagement ring on my finger. When did Tyson put that there? I was up all night with our new baby, Penny. She didn’t want to sleep without me, so I slept in the rocking chair with her until she was ready to go back into her bassinet. At seven this morning. I’m still not ready to wake up, but I have to get ready. Tonight is finally the premiere ofPirate Among Us.
I crawl out of bed and right into the shower. My hair and makeup team are ready to go when I get out. It takes three hours, but I’m finally ready in a Migan Jorgensen original from her Jungle Collections. The leopard print short dress looks amazing on me, if I do say so myself. Everyone is gone now. My mother-in-law is watching the baby at Tyler’s house right now. She finally moved out here and left her house. Grandchildren will make people come alive again.
Tyson comes into the living room, looking sexy as hell in his tuxedo. His vest matches my dress.
“Hello, fiancee,” he says.
“You could have asked.”
“Why? The only acceptable answer is yes,” he says as he stalks toward me.
“Of course the answer is yes,” I mumble. “But a girl likes to be asked.”
“I’ll remember that for next time.”
“Next time?” My anger and jealously are instantly at the service.
