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| Body | “She’s out cold,” I said, more to myself than anyone. I scanned the beach for any belongings that might have washed ashore with her, but only weathered seashells and decaying strips of seaweed littered that particular stretch of sand. Staring down at her and that wild hair of hers, I couldn’t fathom leaving her out in the elements. “We’ll take her back to the ship.” One of my men moved to grab her arms as though he intended to drag her to the skiff like a sack of flour, and it was all I could do not to pull out my cutlass and gut him right there. He must have sensed the violence pulsing from me because he backed away from her with his hands up. “I will take her,” I said, a tad alarmed by my reaction and the possessiveness in my voice. That didn’t stop me from standing and resting a hand on the pommel of my cutlass to make sure my meaning was clear. William gave me a strange look, but he didn’t question me. “Come on, men,” he said, motioning down the beach. “We still have a few more traps to set now that the sun is up.” “Make sure to set a few where the streams reach the sand!” I yelled after them. There was no guarantee where the Darling boy would end up on the island, but fresh water was something every human needed for survival. Which made laying traps along the streams a good bet. It was only when the others were headed toward the wall of greenery lining the beach that William stepped closer to me, keeping his eyes on the men with his voice at little more than a whisper. “Is everything all right, sir?” Well, I’d just had the urge to slit a man from crotch to chin for thinking about touching a woman I’d never met. That was a little unusual. “Nothing to worry about.” He studied me for another second, then nodded once. “We’ll meet you back at the skiff shortly, sir.” I waited until he joined the others beyond the border of the beach before turning back to the woman. She had a beautiful face when it wasn’t contorted with rage. I knelt beside her, tracing the lines of black ink decorating her wrist. I did this in part to see if it would wake her, but also because I wanted to. Needed to. I’d seen plenty of women with tattoos, but they were always small, discreet, and without fail, colorful. This strange woman wore her dark artwork out in the open, save for the jacket that currently kept it hidden. I traced my index finger lightly along another fine black swirl. “What do these mean to you?” I stayed with her like that for several minutes, but she didn’t stir. So, I gently hoisted her into my arms and headed back across the beach toward the skiff. We were just a hundred paces or so away when she shifted in my arms, blinking up at me with devastatingly blue eyes. I could have drowned in those eyes, until they narrowed dangerously. She bucked violently in my arms. I fought to keep my grip on her, but the woman was wily. I had no choice but to drop her, not if I wanted to avoid hurting her. She didn’t waste a second after she hit the sand, rolling deftly and leaping to her feet before taking off up the beach. Every rational bone in my body said I should let her go. The woman clearly didn’t desire my assistance. But she wasn’t from the island. Of that I was sure. Which meant she had no idea of the twisted evils that awaited her in the shadows of that lush forest. A smile crept across my lips as I jogged toward the tree line. She might not have known where she was going, but I had a pretty good idea where she’d end up. Perhaps she’d be a bit less combative once she’d had a chance to burn off a little of that wild energy. |
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