The Captain of All Pleasures (Sutherland Brothers #1)(55)
Author: Kresley Cole

When he entered his cabin, he found her in the wing chair bolted down in front of his desk. She didn’t even acknowledge him. So she’s pouting? He didn’t need this right now.

“Listen, if this is about this morning, I admit I was an ass. I didn’t react well to the word of our loss.”

That sounded weak as soon as he’d said it. The resilience she’d shown in the last few days dwarfed his own. “Forget I said that. I know my flaws. But you don’t have to hold a grudge.”

When she said nothing, he grated, “Damn it, Nicole, I apologized. What else can I do? When I’m around you, I want to be a better man. Does that count for anything?”

She remained silent, and resentment sniped at him. He wanted to storm out. Instead, he strode across the cabin to face her.

And found her sleeping, her head on her balled hands against the side of the chair. He had to grin. She didn’t even know they’d just fought.

She’d bathed and dressed in one of her own wrappers. Seeing her sleeping, so completely unaware of everything, made his exhaustion more acute. Although he’d planned to make love to her at last, he wanted to ensure it would be good for her first time. He didn’t think his passing out on her directly after would be ideal.

He removed his clothes, then gently lifted her out of the chair, inhaling the soft scent of her skin. He cradled her into his bed and slipped in next to her. As soon as he closed his eyes, he slept.

Sometime near sunset, he awoke to the sound of her moving about the cabin.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he asked in amazement as he swiped at his eyes.

She stated the obvious, he knew, just to frustrate him. “I’m packing.”

“I can see that. What I want to know is why.”

“I think I’ve overstayed my welcome. And I have business in town.”

He was on his feet immediately. She blushed and turned her head from his naked body—though not as quickly as she had in the past. He yanked on his trousers.

“What kind of business could you have?” Then a look of realization colored his face. “Tallywood. You’re going after him.”

“That’s not it.”

“What else could it be? Nicole, I have two crewmen following Tallywood everywhere he goes. The rest of the crew is out gathering information in the taverns and sailors’ haunts.”

“I’m telling you, that’s not it!”

“You plan to ‘investigate’ him just as you did me? If Tallywood did this to us, he’ll pay.” His voice was harsh. This was what he’d feared. He’d known she would want to leave as soon as they landed. At least now he had an excuse to keep her. He grasped her arm. “I’m not letting you go get yourself hurt.”

“Not letting me go?” Anger pitched her voice higher. “You haven’t even asked me to stay.”

“You’re staying.” He was being irrational, treating her unfairly, but worry made his words sharp.

She wrenched her arm away from him. “What does that mean? Are you keeping me prisoner again?”

He began pacing, rubbing the back of his neck. When he stood in front of her, he said, “It means I’m not letting you go.”

She was silent for many moments. “Then I am a prisoner.”

“I guess you are.” He didn’t want to keep her against her will, but he didn’t want her in danger, either. Plus, he wanted something cemented between them, something binding that would make her want to return to him. “Nicole, you’re not leaving this cabin until you admit you want me as much as I want you.”

Though Sutherland watched her with that dark, hungry look that made her body go liquid, she refused to succumb. She knew she needed to get off this ship. Last night in her bath, when she’d finally had time to think about all that had happened, her circumstances had become clearer in her mind.

It had occurred to her that although she trusted this man with her life, she couldn’t trust him with her crew’s. Every now and then, like today, like right now, she could see traces of that selfish wretch she’d met in London. She believed him when he said he’d made sure they’d be released, but could she stake their lives on it? And what if something had gone wrong?

Sutherland thought she wanted to go after Tallywood when, in fact, she wasn’t planning on it. Yet. She needed to get a bank draft to a contact in Cape Town in case the crew remained jailed and the officials in charge could be bribed. Although her instincts told her to trust Sutherland, she couldn’t let him know what she had planned.

For one thing, she didn’t think he’d give her the substantial amount of money she planned to steal from him. She would get away from him and then handle it alone.

Even now she would have been tempted to stay if only he’d asked her to, instead of ordering her. In fact, she’d thought he would and had doubted she could resist him, which was why she’d decided to sneak out while he slept. Now, his condescension and high-handedness infuriated her.

She wasn’t a woman to be bullied, she assured herself, but as Sutherland pulled her to his chest, lifting her chin to kiss her, pressing those warm, firm lips on her own, her determination wavered. She desperately wished they’d finished what they’d started the night of the storm.

She had to know what awaited her. She’d started down the path, and not knowing the destination was driving her mad. Mad enough to stay. Until he moved her against the cabin wall, pressing her lower back into the full bottle of brandy she held behind her.

“Don’t ” she breathed. Surprisingly, he stopped.

He ran a hand through his hair. “I want you. You’re staying here with me.”

“What if I don’t want you?”

He growled, “You’ll learn to want me!”

Selfish. “I’m giving you one last chance. If I promise to come back, will you let me leave?”

“You’re giving me one last chance?” he scoffed.

Memories of her time locked in this cabin surfaced, and she felt the old resentment rekindling. “You can’t force me to stay here.”

“I assure you I can,” he said. “I can’t trust that you’ll return.”

“You can’t trust me?” she asked in disbelief.

“This subject’s closed. I’ll accompany you on whatever business you have in town in the morning. Now, come to bed.”

Her eyebrows shot up at his resolute tone, at his decree. She made one more attempt. “You’re truly not letting me go?”

“Never,” he said easily as he stared down into her eyes. The realization of what he’d said obviously hit him, and he turned away as if surprised by his own words. Which was a mistake, because behind him, Nicole was bringing down the thick glass bottle, and again for Sutherland the world went black.

When Sutherland came to and found he was tied to the bed and gagged, he thrashed against the ropes. But if Nicole knew anything, it was how to tie a knot. She couldn’t help flashing a proud grin at her handiwork. “Wouldn’t waste your time trying to get out of ” She trailed off under his lethal glare, “ those.”