Beautiful Disaster (A Pirate Romance book, Historical Romance) by Heather C. Myers Page A
Authors: Heather C. Myers
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There she stood, in another pink number, her hands resting impatiently on her hips and her eyes glaring at the door expectantly. His lips curled up in amusement, deciding to push her just a little further. “Though you resemble the woman I know as Bex,” Johnny continued, “how am I to know it is really her?”
“Johnny Clover Straight-Teeth, if you do not open this door right now, I will cut off a certain appendage of yours and give it back to you in pieces ,” Bex said through gritted teeth.
Johnny pressed his lips together to contain his chuckles, but finally relented. Somewhere in the back of his mind, a worried voice wondered if her threat was actually viable. “Ah!” he exclaimed, deciding not to think on that just yet. “You are Bex.” With that, he pushed off the door and allowed the young woman to open it.
“Har har,” she muttered.
Once inside, she closed and locked the door before dropping to her knees and looking at the boxes to make sure each one was marked with the appropriate title Bex had anointed Zach. Johnny placed his hands on his knees, leaning forward slightly to see what she was doing. “May I inquire as to what you are doing?” he asked her, arching a brow as she met his eyes.
“You know,” Bex said, pursing her lips a bit. “For a pirate, you sure do speak well.”
“I take that as a compliment,” Johnny said, grinning at her charmingly. “However, it has not slipped my notice that you have not yet answered my question.”
Bex tried to keep her face straight and blank, but the way Johnny was speaking caused her lips to curl up. However, this was not due to amusement (though he did amuse her), but due to the charm that had laced itself in his low voice and even she could not resist all of it. She wondered how Izzy was doing such a good job of it. “Ever perceptive, are we?” she mocked in the same accent, before throwing her gaze down at the boxes. “What I am doing is to make sure Zach knows how Izzy and I feel about him.”
Johnny’s eyes skimmed over a particular box with the word ASSHOLE in all capital letters. Underneath, there was an attempted sketch of stick figures that showed Bex doing exactly as she had threatened Johnny she would do to him. Cutting off this man’s – Johnny pulled on the neckline of the wife beater as his face contorted into a wince. Yes, the drawing was crude, but it got the point across, didn’t it? “Does Izzy know you labeled them as such?” he asked her, throwing his arms at the boxes and trying to push the horrible picture from his mind.
Bex’s eyes softened and a matching smile touched her lips. “Izzy would never say anything like that to someone if she could help it,” she said, glancing over at Johnny. “She’s really one of the sweetest girls you’ll ever meet. Maybe a tad cynical, but sweet nonetheless. When she and Zach got together, everybody thought they made the cutest couple. I mean, they looked good together in pictures, they loved going to the movies and the beach, and they loved learning. To be honest, I never thought Zach would do anything like this to her.”
“Yes, well even the prettiest picture isn’t ever perfect,” Johnny said, sitting down next to her. “They were together three years?”
“Yup,” Bex said, nodding. “Three years. Izzy had never been with a guy for three years until Zach.”
This struck Johnny as odd. “Why?” he asked.
Bex shrugged, her brow rising as she stared in front of her. “I think that she doesn’t necessarily believe in a lasting relationship,” she replied. “I mean, her parents got divorced when she was young, and she never really had a male role model that encouraged her, reassured her, the usual Dad stuff. I think that she wants to believe that it’s out there for her because she really is a hopeless romantic, but she hasn’t found that…
“Johnny Clover Straight-Teeth, if you do not open this door right now, I will cut off a certain appendage of yours and give it back to you in pieces ,” Bex said through gritted teeth.
Johnny pressed his lips together to contain his chuckles, but finally relented. Somewhere in the back of his mind, a worried voice wondered if her threat was actually viable. “Ah!” he exclaimed, deciding not to think on that just yet. “You are Bex.” With that, he pushed off the door and allowed the young woman to open it.
“Har har,” she muttered.
Once inside, she closed and locked the door before dropping to her knees and looking at the boxes to make sure each one was marked with the appropriate title Bex had anointed Zach. Johnny placed his hands on his knees, leaning forward slightly to see what she was doing. “May I inquire as to what you are doing?” he asked her, arching a brow as she met his eyes.
“You know,” Bex said, pursing her lips a bit. “For a pirate, you sure do speak well.”
“I take that as a compliment,” Johnny said, grinning at her charmingly. “However, it has not slipped my notice that you have not yet answered my question.”
Bex tried to keep her face straight and blank, but the way Johnny was speaking caused her lips to curl up. However, this was not due to amusement (though he did amuse her), but due to the charm that had laced itself in his low voice and even she could not resist all of it. She wondered how Izzy was doing such a good job of it. “Ever perceptive, are we?” she mocked in the same accent, before throwing her gaze down at the boxes. “What I am doing is to make sure Zach knows how Izzy and I feel about him.”
Johnny’s eyes skimmed over a particular box with the word ASSHOLE in all capital letters. Underneath, there was an attempted sketch of stick figures that showed Bex doing exactly as she had threatened Johnny she would do to him. Cutting off this man’s – Johnny pulled on the neckline of the wife beater as his face contorted into a wince. Yes, the drawing was crude, but it got the point across, didn’t it? “Does Izzy know you labeled them as such?” he asked her, throwing his arms at the boxes and trying to push the horrible picture from his mind.
Bex’s eyes softened and a matching smile touched her lips. “Izzy would never say anything like that to someone if she could help it,” she said, glancing over at Johnny. “She’s really one of the sweetest girls you’ll ever meet. Maybe a tad cynical, but sweet nonetheless. When she and Zach got together, everybody thought they made the cutest couple. I mean, they looked good together in pictures, they loved going to the movies and the beach, and they loved learning. To be honest, I never thought Zach would do anything like this to her.”
“Yes, well even the prettiest picture isn’t ever perfect,” Johnny said, sitting down next to her. “They were together three years?”
“Yup,” Bex said, nodding. “Three years. Izzy had never been with a guy for three years until Zach.”
This struck Johnny as odd. “Why?” he asked.
Bex shrugged, her brow rising as she stared in front of her. “I think that she doesn’t necessarily believe in a lasting relationship,” she replied. “I mean, her parents got divorced when she was young, and she never really had a male role model that encouraged her, reassured her, the usual Dad stuff. I think that she wants to believe that it’s out there for her because she really is a hopeless romantic, but she hasn’t found that…
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