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I don’t know what it is about a woman that wants me dead, but I swear nothing gets me harder.
“But why be a princess, when you could be a pirate?”
“You are a stunning abyss of a creature,” I tell her. “One that I could spend eons swimming in and never get to the bottom of.”
“My little monster has come out to play again,” I say, grinning up at her. “Don’t you know this only excites me?”
Some might say he speaks straight from the devil, but I’m discovering I like what the devil has to say.
“I’ve never had an addiction before,” he says hoarsely. “But I think you’ll be mine.”
All I know is that I am as obsessive and possessive about that ship as I am about Maren, and I would travel to the ends of the world to get the both of them back.
“Then perhaps the both of us are mad, if madness and monsters are one of the same,” I murmur. “But we can be mad together. We can drown in our madness together.”
“Like you’re the moon and I’m the tides, and every thought, every need, every want, is drawn to you, Maren.” I laugh to myself. “You’re right, this is madness and I’m drowning and I don’t give a damn.”
I close my eyes, remembering Ramsay’s
words, that we don’t make mistakes but choices that lead us on a different path. This is the path I chose. But it’s not the one I have to stay on.
His face radiates impatience as he stares at me, waiting. “Well? If you’re going to tear my heart out and eat it, Maren, at least make it quick.” I laugh, the joy escaping me. “Yes,” I tell him. “Yes, you dirty pirate. Yes, I’ll marry you.”