The Hellion (The Lady Knights Of Barony Book One ) - Plot & Excerpts
He shivered against the frigid morning, grateful that he was heading back home to a warmer climate and lifted a newly lit cheroot to his lips and took a long drag, savoring the smoky, smooth flavor. Geoffrey appeared at his elbow and cleared his throat. Dorian nodded silently, giving his old friend permission to speak. “What will we do with her now? The African?” he asked. Dorian shrugged. “Keep her below with the other women. I want her untouched until we reach Martinique. I will give my lady a few weeks to give chase and if I understand her as well as I think I do, she will. I’ll make good on my word and honor an exchange. If not, that little black piece of tail will fetch quite a price in Martinique.” “She is African,” Geoff said with a shrug and a snort. “Un negre stupide and just as black as the natives.” “Ahh,” Dorian said with a smirk, “But she is not a Carib and she is quite civilized.
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