He finally had a reason to live, just in time to die.

She rocked her hips into him and gasped. “Do you have a sleeping cabin on this boat?” His teeth brushed her ear. “Yes.” “Do you have protection?” Her question didn’t register through the haze of his hunger for her. “Cannons, a cutlass, and a few pistols.” She chuckled and kissed him again. “How about condoms?

I thought you only had eyes for your ship.” God, she was beautiful. “Until I met you.

She smiled, and his dead heart warmed. One smile would never be enough.