“Join me, lass.” Hector’s voice had softened. You looked up, and he'd extended his hand to you once more. This time, you took it and pulled yourself up onto the gunwale alongside him. He encircled you with an arm, pressing his fingers hard against your hip to secure you there. It might have been more endearing if he hadn’t just led you to your imminent death. You dared to watch the horizon grow closer, to watch as water rushed over the edge into the abyss beyond. No starlight waited there; beyond lay only black that stretched on into nothing.
“If we don’t get a thank you out of Jack for this, I’ll kill him myself.” You felt a hysterical laugh bubble up in your chest, bursting from you in a cackling peal. Hector’s bawdy laughter joined you, before he pulled you close and kissed you hard enough to click your teeth together. Beneath your feet, the ship began to pitch—
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If y’all Barbossa lovers don’t get read Meg’s trilogy right now, then I don’t know what to tell ya 👏🏼
Every word and every scene blesses my soul, heart and imagination. Never stop creating you amazing soul. I hope you know how much I adore your writing and how fortunate I am to call you my friend ❤️