Chapter 6

Would she? The idea certainly had its appeal. But who was this man? The dark hair, swarthy skin and slight accent gave no clue other than that he was probably a Smith relative. What if he should turn out—horror of horrors!—to be Bryan Smith himself?

It would be just her luck, when they all removed their masks at midnight, to discover she had spent the evening flirting with Bryan!

No, she realised with some relief as she glanced briefly across at the other Smith men. They had just been joined by a sixth man, even taller than they were and dressed very lavishly, and his regal air of arrogance was unmistakably that of Emma’s brother.

Helena relaxed slightly as she turned back to the pirate at her side. ‘And what do I call you?’

‘What would you like to call me?’ he countered.

Helena felt a quiver of excitement down her spine as her body was suffused with a heat that was in no way connected to the warmth of this beautiful summer evening.

This really was a seductive experience, she thought.