Captain Rose Madigan strode across the deck, eyeing her crew while giving them a wide, knowing smile. Although she was nearly a foot shorter than Jax, she somehow seemed taller. She dressed in the same drab brown as the rest of the crew, setting off the woman’s fiery red hair and sea green eyes. The captain was everything Gabriella wasn’t—worldly, charming, and most of all beautiful. “Stand down, ladies.” The captain smirked. “If I wanted to spend the morning being saluted, I would have stayed in bed with Click.” The crew relaxed into easy laughter. “As you’re all aware,” the captain said, “we’ve arrived.” A general grunt of approval rounded the women. Dot raised an eyebrow. “Where exactly have we arrived?” “Guppy,” the captain said. Gabriella swallowed hard. “Yes?” “Would you please tell the crew where we are?”
