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"Is the child mine?'

Janielle shook her head unbelievingly, wildly, a long shuddering moan pouring from her mouth. "Yours? Or Bennington's, or Indee's, or perhaps Evan's?" she cried, near hysteria. She gasped for breath. "I will tell you, Ryan! Not Indee's—he never liked—he preferred—" Her voice faltered. "And Bennington, he sailed from the cay and I had my time afterward. And Evan—"

I can't with this

Ryan was the deepest puzzle of all. A tall, sun-darkened, bearded pirate, lithe, square-shouldered, lean in the flanks, and disturbingly masculine, with a newborn killer reflex that terrified her. Ryan had not hesitated to kill Indee, and through the shreds of what she could recall of that night, he had killed without conscience. A cold, clear slice of brutality befitting a pirate lord.

wth

Janielle caught the clothing with both hands, her violet eyes widening with shock as a pink silk pelisse fell from the bundle. Her fingers traveled across the delicate fabric, her eyes holding Ryan's.

"Whose is this, Ryan?" she asked coldly.

His gaze fixed upon Kip McLaughlin's silk cloak.

"It belonged to Wyler's niece," he snarled.

that's funny

"After tonight, there will be no safe place for me on land, Janielle," Ryan said quietly. "I am taking you to sea."

"Still, the velvet jab of his manhood startled her. In moon-quivering shadows, she looked up at the figure that covered her, filled her.

At that moment she caught herself. "God, what am I doing," she moaned, struggling against the force that joined her tightly to its root. Too late, she was lifting to Evan,"

lol

How would it be with Evan? she wondered. Not bitter hurtful wrenching from her arms afterward, not the poignant rippling of Ryan's brutal love, not the possessive, uncertain tenderness of Brandon's lovemaking. With Evan, she didn't know.

Evan knew. He had explored the intimate caverns of her femininity, touched the core of her arousal, and taken a lifeless mass from her womb.

There's finally a boat

Ryan was buttoning his breeches. "I have agreed to wed you, Kaylee. You may consider this our final consummation, for I shall never touch you again."

lol this book is crazy. I have no idea what the plot is or if there even is one.

It should be a crime to use the word violet this many times.

They haven't even been on a boat. There have been no crimson sails.