Mid Week Tease: Tasting the fruit #MWTease #WIP #Pirates

Happy Wednesday, teasers! Today’s tease is from the pirate story I’m polishing before sending it off to walk the plank. In this scene, John Siege has just discovered his estranged brother, Rafael, is the Quartermaster of the ship he recently boarded. The Siege brothers may loathe each other but they have one thing in common: Captain Ursula Waite.

 

Anger seared through John’s veins as he reached his brother in a few long strides. Raf might have been the eldest of the Siege brothers, but John was tallest even if it was by only an inch or so. “There wasn’t much to understand, big brother. You tried to cut me out of what was rightfully mine. Did you think me to be so daft to let you do it?” He asked, glaring at Raf.

“Gentleman. Save the brawl for a tavern on the mainland,” Ursula said as she curled her fingers around John’s arm and pulled him away from his brother.

John laughed. “Gentleman? I’d hardly call us gentleman, Captain. A pirate is a pirate. To be respected but never to be trusted.”

“I take it that’s where you made your mistake. You trusted a pirate,” Ursula said searching John’s eyes.

“That I did.” John nodded. “If you have no further questions, I’d like to retire to my berth. The sun will rise before we know it and the bilge pumps and piss buckets won’t clean themselves.”

“I’ll have Crow escort him back to the galley,” Raf said.

Ursula’s grasp tightened as John pulled away. “I’d like to speak to your brother. Please see to my bath in my cabin, Raf.”

John glanced at Raf. His gaze settled on a vein in his forehead that bulged when he was angry. That vein popped like his ship’s sails in a vicious storm.

“Urs—“

“Go, Raf. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

Raf’s hand tightened to a fist before he stomped to the door, closing it behind him with a slam.

“He doesn’t seem to happy to see me,” John joked.

Ursula loosened her grip. Her fingers lingered over his arm before trailing over his abdomen and she moved to a porthole window. “And why do you think that is?”

John shrugged. “There are a few of them, actually.” John followed her and leaned against the wall next to Ursula. “First, Raf and I have an ongoing feud as you’ve just witnessed, our last meeting did not end with a brotherly hug. Second, I’m sure it chafes his ass that I made captain before him, even if it was short lived. And there’s a third reason,” John said.

“Which is?”

John moved in close. Her curls brushed along his lips. “He can’t stand the idea that I’ve tasted the succulent fruit of Ursula Waite.”

Hop to my fellow teasing friends!



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