Carly didn’t know what to think of the tall, elegantly dressed man standing on the dock. A faint blush colored her cheeks when he turned his gaze on her and gave her one of those assessing looks. Lifting her chin, she resisted sticking her tongue out and crossing her eyes – barely. Her second response wasn’t much better. She really wanted to tell him to take a picture, that it would last longer, but she bit her tongue. From the way Drago stiffened and the dark expression on his face, the pirate would be lucky if he didn’t get a few of the feathers sticking out of his hat singed.
“I would be careful if I were you, Ashure,” Drago growled when the man didn’t look away from her.
“As surly as always, even after a decade of rest, I see. You know I lost a lot of men over the years waiting for y
