“Precisely who are you,Captain Sharpe?"He looked into that beautiful, treacherous face and a sweep of lust rushed through him. "You want to know who I am? Well, I am the devil incarnate and you,my sweet, are about to pay the devil's due.”

“His skin was dark, his face tanned, little crinkles at the corners of his eyes. Sun lines, not laugh lines, she was sure. She couldn't imagine the devil captain ever laughing at anything except, perhaps, someone else's pain.”

“Ethan! What on earth are you doing?""Excuse us,please.It is very warm in here and my wife has begun to feel a little faint." With a smile fixed on his face,giving a series of the same brief explanation,he carried her through the crush,out the front door of the mansion,along the gravel drive to where his carriage was parked."Home,Jennings," he said to the coachman as a footman opened the door. "And don't spare the horses." Setting her swiftly on the carriage seat, he climbed in and took a place beside her."Are you insane?" Grace stared at him with disbelief as the matched pair of grays stepped into their traces and the coach jolted forward. "We can't just leave. We're the guests of honor! What will people think?""They will thank that I am ravenous for my wife's lovely body,and I am.""But-""Another word,Grace, and I swear I will take you right here."Her eyes widened for an instant, then she sat back on the seat of the carriage, careful to keep facing forward, casting him only an occasional sideways glance.If his body hadn't been throbbing with such urgent need,he might have smiled.”

“Your taste in furnishings is quite splendid, Captain Sharpe. One might almost say refined." She couldn't keep a trace of sarcasm out of her voice."Unlike my manners, is that it, Miss Chastain?""Your words, Captain, not mine.”

“I can't believe this." Temper still high, she planted her hands on her hips. "For weeks, I have imagined you making love to me.I even tried to seduce you." So he had been right about that. "Now-when we are in the middle of the Duke of Sheffield's ball-you decide you want me.""I've never stopped wanting you,Grace."She started to back away. "You made me look like a fool."Ethan stalked to her, matching her step for step. Now that his mind was made up,he intended to have her and soon. "You didn't look the least like a fool. You looked like a woman whose husband desired her."Her back came up against the door."You...you are still the pirate you were aboard your ship!""That's right.And I intend to plunder the treasure I acquired the day we were wed.”

“So you'll be keeping the Sea Devil," she said.His light eyes roamed over her, settled for a moment on her breasts. "I'm keeping her. The ship holds a number of interesting memories I wouldn't want to forget."His eyes said he was remembering their numerous encounters-and the final delicious outcome-and a faint smile tugged at his lips.”

“Another hour of strained silence passed. Hawk left to speak with an aquaintance in another car."Would you like to tell me about it?" James offered as soon as his friend was out of earshot.Mandy looked out the window, shamefaced. "I'd really rather not discuss it, if you don't mind.""You know, even if he is a friend, I'd be happy to black his eye if-""No!""Whatever you say." He sighed resignedly, leaning back against the tapestry seats.”