Through Dark Storms (Beneath Black Sails, #4)

by Clare Sager

He would burn the world before he’d accept she was gone.

He was the kind of man who’d burn the world for the woman he loved. Just a pity they’d never loved each other. Wrong person. Wrong time.

Hmmmm, do we see Fitz again?

Damn that outfit. Damn it all the way to their bedroom.

She knew him at best and worst. He knew her just as much. And tomorrow and the next day, they’d still be themselves; they’d still love each other.