The Warrior's Winter Bride. Denise Lynn

all waved and shouted their welcomes to those aboard the ship.

      Ropes were tossed to men waiting on the nearest dock and the ship swung easily about as it was wrapped and tied around the mooring post. Beyond were numerous, large storage buildings.

      From the looks of it, Dunstan did more than kidnap unsuspecting women.

      ‘You look surprised.’

      She nodded, admitting, ‘I am.’

      ‘Did you think me nothing more than a brigand committed to mayhem on the high seas?’

      Isabella couldn’t help herself, she ran her gaze down his body. With his overlong near-black hair, dark looks and recent actions, how could she think him anything else? ‘Apparently, looks are deceiving.’