Goldie [Pyrate's Treasure 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Free Page A

tried not to break rules set by others. But for some reason, his gut agreed that being alone with this woman would be the best thing. Especially with the sizeable erection that had filled his shorts the moment their hands touched. He needed to figure out what was going on. Sure, it had been several months since his last date with a woman, and nearly a year since he had been laid, but never had he felt an instant attraction to a woman like he did this little black-haired beauty.
    Caleb watched her slip under the chain and begin to climb the ladder without hesitation. He licked his lip and adjusted his hard cock as her full, rounded backside climbed higher and higher up the side of the building. Wondering what insanity had stolen away his normally down-to-earth common sense, he ducked under the sign and followed.
    Though he tried not to, his eyes drifted upward to peek up her skirt, watching her shapely legs disappear into the darkness. He wondered whether she wore panties, a thong, or nothing at all under the denim.
    The wind across the roof was stronger and cooler. Instead of standing, Goldie crawled on hands and knees across the flat area until she reached a shady area at the front of the boat.
    As he crawled across the sun-warmed roof, continuing to follow her without hesitation, Caleb wondered if he really was losing his mind. He had always been a leader, but with this woman, he felt content to follow wherever she might want to lead him.
    As he continued crawling, he looked around and took in more than just the view of her delectable backside barely covered by the short skirt. Land was but a dark, distant line along the horizon with the blue-green waters of the Atlantic in between.
    Then his attention returned to watching Goldie’s ass until she stopped, turned around, and sat down with her legs crossed in front of her. He moved closer then shifted until he mirrored her with only an inch separating their knees.
    Reaching out, he took her hands in his, the intense electricity once again thrumming back and forth through them, as if they had just closed some kind of a circuit. Looking deep into her amber eyes, he found himself blurting out the question that had been racing through his brain.
    “Who the hell are you, and why is it that all I want to do is strip us both naked and make love with you until neither of us can move?”
     
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    Goldie met his eyes and panicked for a moment. It was too soon to share the secrets of Pyrate Island, but he needed to know what was going on. Taking a deep breath, she decided to tell him just enough to calm him. She would work up to the rest of it over the next few days, or as quickly as he could understand and accept the truth of their future together.
    “How open-minded are you?”
    “Huh?” He blinked in surprise, obviously not expecting her question.
    “How open-minded are you?” she repeated.
    “As open-minded as the next guy, I guess,” he said. “Why?”
    “My family isn’t like everyone else’s,” she started. “For as long as family history was recorded, we know our…life mates as soon as we meet them. It’s a special gift we have.”
    Caleb nodded, but his expression remained skeptical. “So what does that have to do with me?”
    Goldie looked away from his pale blue eyes for a second as she tried to come up with an answer that would not send him screaming with fear off the side of the ferry. But she could not think of anything except to tell the man the truth.
    “You are my life mate,” she said as gently as she could. “You are the man I’m meant to be with for the rest of my life. What you are feeling is the Fates’ way of assuring that we…will join together and become one.”
    Caleb looked startled for a moment then blinked, and his expression went blank. She knew he was thinking about what she had told him, trying to put it in some sort of perspective. Trying not to appear anxious as to what his reaction would be, she sat quiet, although her