Using Fejo (Clecanian, #5)

by Victoria Aveline

“I have pounds of jewelry hidden throughout the ship that I’d planned to give to you. But you’ve outdone me with an old bottle of dewasque ink.” He’d brushed a thumb over her cheek, and she’d leaned into his touch, forcing his chest to throb. “I now know what you meant when you said, It’s the thought that counts.”