Page 89 of Never Trust a Pirate

“Very. I don’t intend to stop my work on his majesty’s behalf. You should join me on the high seas, mademoiselle.”

She opened her mouth to reply when Cade interrupted, “Wait. Your nameisDanielle LaCrosse, isn’t it?”

She laughed. “You have to ask?”

“I wasn’t expecting you to be the Black Fox, either.”

Danielle nodded. “I suppose you have a point. Yes, my name is truly Danielle LaCrosse.”

He spun her around in his arms. “Then, marry me, Mademoiselle LaCrosse, and make me the happiest man on earth.”

“What will Rafe and Daphne think of having a maid in the family?”

“They’ll be delighted. Daphne will have her hair arranged for life. And you heard Grim. The four of us are his best spies. We can all go on missions together. Who would ever suspect a family of spies?”

“I suppose you have a point.” She laughed. “Daphne was extremely forgiving of my deception. She said she’d grown used to such surprises, having fallen in love with a spy herself. She also told me I may come and visit Mary and Mrs. Huckleberry whenever I like. Apparently, Mary and Trevor are close to announcing their own engagement.”

“Is that a yes?” Cade asked, bending down and kissing her neck.

“Yes, you ridiculously handsome man. I will marry you, but first, let’s study something else.”

He continued kissing her neck. “Like what?”

“Like what husbands and wives do in bed.”

“I’m all for it.” He kissed her ear. “I have something new to show you.”

“Really?” She closed her eyes and pressed herself against him, shuddering a little.

“Yes. Do you trust me?” Cade asked.

“Hmm. I’m not sure.” She giggled. “General Grimaldi gave me some excellent advice once.”

Cade’s lips moved to her ear. “Oh, really, what was that?”

She shivered as her gown fell away from her shoulders down to her waist and he bent his head to kiss her bare skin. “He said to never trust a pirate.”

Cade lowered her to the bed, flinging off the last of her clothing. “Then it’s a good thing I’m not a pirate.”