Chapter FiveMy naked smuggler was still unresponsive when we opened his door and slipped in. 'He's not the most handsome looking fellow and no mistake,' Molly whispered as we looked down on him.
'I think he is handsome,' I defended my catch until I saw Molly's face and realised that she was teasing me.
'Oh, you think him handsome, do you?' She said, 'we'd better watch or you will be a-throwing him over your shoulder and running away with him.' She nudged me.
'Rather than ogle, you'd be better employed getting some clothes on him, or people will talk.' Mother and James Buckett had entered behind us, with Mother immediately taking charge. 'Come on Sarah; you can help.'
Have you ever dressed an unconscious man? I can tell you that it is a most interesting procedure that takes a fair bit o
