people taking care of me or treating me nicely, especially when I’d been so mean to them. But the way he was looking at me, I couldn’t feel the anger.
“We had to.”
“’We’?” I fought off the fuzziness in my head.
“The Royal Navy. We find girls who have been taken into piracy and try to get them back to their families or at least back into society. Well, that’s what I do anyway.”
That would explain the uniform that he was wearing at least. “You don’t know anything about me. You just took me from the only family I have.”
He bit his lip. “What do you mean?”
“My father is the captain of that ship you attacked. You didn’t know that?”
He slowly shook his head. “No, I did not. I only knew that there was a female on the ship and it was our duty to get her off at all costs.”
I wanted to scream at him, punch him again, but the pain in my head was too much. My eyelids started to close, but I fought against it still.
He noticed. “Don’t resist. Your body knows what it needs to heal. Get some rest.”
“No. No. You kidnapped me. I need to get out of here.” I wan ted to sit up but my body wouldn’t obey me.
“You won’t make it far, I promise you. Get some sleep and when you wake up we’ll plan your next move.” He lowered his head a little closer to mine, but my eyelids couldn’t stay open any longer. The last thing I heard was, “I’m right here.”
The next time I woke, the room wasn’t as bright and by the look of how the light hit the walls, it seemed as if the sun was setting. I turned my head, but the guy wasn’t within view. I slowly sat up and leaned back against the wall. I rested my head on my knees and moaned. My head still hurt, but not nearly as much.
“You’re up.”
I jerked back and cracked my head against the wall with a loud thud. I sucked in a quick breath and brought my head forward to rest it against my knees again, but this time in pain.
“I’m sorry. I hadn’t meant to startle you.” He placed his hand on the back of my head very softly, and then removed it just as quickly. “How are you feeling?”
I glanced at him. I didn’t try to hide the anger displayed clearly on my face. I shouldn’t have thought he wasn’t in the room. He said he was going to stay. He had pulled a chair closer to where my head had been, out of my sight when I sat up.
“Is your head any better? Well, at least was it before you hit it?”
I closed my eyes and sighed. I didn’t want to talk to him.
“You don’t have to be scared of me. I’m not going to hurt you.”
My eyes flashed open in disbelief. “You think I’m scared of you?”
He tilted his head. “I don’t know.”
“I. Am. Not . Scared. Of. You.” I sat up straighter. My head throbbed and I winced. “You kidnapped me. I got hurt so I can’t do to you what I want to do, and now you’re thinking I’m scared of you? What kind of life do you think I’ve lived? I get into fights on a daily basis. Where do you think I got this black eye from?” I pointed to my left eye. “I am not scared of you. I can take care of myself.”
“Which is why you were left on that island alone, right?” He leaned forward. “And why nobody came back for you? If your father treated you like a father should, you would not be here right now. Instead, you would be under his watchful eye.”
I stood up, though I staggered slightly. He stood up as well. “I do what I want, when I want. Nobody is the boss of me. The only reason I’m putting up with being here is because I’m on a ship in the middle of the ocean and I can’t exactly get off and make a run for it.”
“It’s interesting that you say being in the middle of the ocean on a ship would stop you from trying to run when being on an island that was also in the middle of the ocean was such a better option.” He folded his arms across his chest but kept his expression calm.
I continued to glare at him. He should have been infuriating me, but he