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names.” She dropped her voice to a whisper. Hurt swam in her eyes. “I’m angry, yes, because I don’t like to think about you with anyone else.”
    He understood exactly how she felt. He’d been granted the sweetest gift when she’d given him her virginity. Above all, he loved Sarah with his entire heart. “Delia is in my past. You’re my future.”
    Sarah sat backward on the bench of a grand piano. “Delia isn’t happy unless she’s creating drama. I’m used to her theatrics. She’d make actresses jealous.” She dropped her hands onto her lap. “Did you mean what you said? You love me?”
    “I do.” He’d never said truer words.
    “Even after only a few days at sea?”
    “I’m a pirate, but I’ve got a heart. When I left here, my heart broke. I didn’t think you wanted me. I understand there are so many things we don’t know and so many mistakes we could make. I’m not sure we’re meant to go the distance, but I really want to find out. Will you allow me to find out?” He’d get down on his knees if that’s what she wanted.
    “I’m angry with you.” She pursed her lips to hide the growing smile.
    “You’ve said that.” He dropped to one knee before her.
    “I’m jealous.” She averted her gaze. “I want what we have to be special.”
    “It is, love.” He slipped her hands into his. “Very much so.”
    “I want to slap you, but I believe you. I’m soft in the head, but I love you, too. It’s very fast and I shouldn’t because you did kidnap me.”
    “I’ll beg your forgiveness for that for the rest of my life.” He touched her cheek, smoothing his fingers over her silky skin.
    “My mother always said fate intervenes when we least expect it. From the moment I saw you on the docks, I knew we’d have a connection. Father believes we’re going to be married.”
    “I want to marry you—if you’ll have me.” His heart beat a wild tattoo. She could still turn him down.
    “You own my heart as well. Yes, I want to be your bride.” She scooted off the bench and onto his lap. “Should we tell Father he’s right?”
    “I’m sure he knows.” Killian sat on the rug and held her tight. “We should go to dinner, though.”
    “Not yet.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, first on the lips then on the throat, cheeks and chin. “I love you, Captain Killian Thomas.”
    “And I love you, Miss Sarah Moyer.” He met her kiss for kiss. “So much.”
    Sarah smiled and her chest heaved when she breathed. Dear heaven, she was beautiful—especially in his arms. She palmed his chest. “Now we can go to dinner.”
     
    Sarah climbed off his lap and once he stood, she held his hand. Finally her world righted on its axis. She allowed him to escort her into the formal dining room. Instead of Delia, Frederick and Isaiah joining the feast, only her father sat at the head of the table.
    “Where is everyone?” she asked and sat on the chair Killian pulled out for her.
    “They have other duties to attend to.” Nelson stood and waved his hand over the chair at his right. “I’m glad you both could join me.” He extended his hand to Killian. “I rather like having an outlaw as a soon-to-be in-law. Sit. The cook will be bringing in the roasted chicken in a moment. Welcome to the family.”
    Killian eased onto the chair and cast a worried glance at Sarah. “Thank you, Mr Moyer. I’m glad you’ve accepted me.” He toyed with the silver. “I don’t have a ring to give your daughter and I’m wanted for theft. Is that the type of man you want in your family?”
    Nelson snorted. He sat and folded his hands. “You do remember I’m wealthy. A self-made man.” He nodded to a piece of paper on the table.
    Sarah leaned in her seat to see what was written on the page. She didn’t care if Killian had a ring for her. The fact he’d acknowledged their love was enough for her.
    “According to that document, you’re wanted for theft on the high seas. I’ve sent a