Mutiny of the Heart by Jessica Anderson

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In book two of Stealing a Pirate’s Heart: Cassie is as stubborn as her father is but has the beautiful looks of her mother. When confronted with the opportunity to captain her father’s ship and make it her own, she jumps at the chance. Knowing the reasons behind this opportunity—thrills and saddens her.Ayden, Cassie’s father is happy his daughter takes after him but worries for her safety, so begins the parade of men in the hopes she will marry and forgo piracy.
Austin is hired to be first mate on a pirate ship, only to find that his captain is a  beautiful woman. Will he be able to do his job and keep his hands off the saucy little captain though? Only time will tell.

Chapter One
Cassie stood on the quarterdeck enjoying the breeze flowing through her medium auburn hair.  It had been a rough voyage this time around, considering that when they got to their destination all the loot was gone.  She was very angry about the turn of events and had no problem lashing out at the crew for it.
 “Batten down the hatches, boys, and bring it in on the starboard side, do it handsomely ye ‘ear, me want ta see me father sometime today,” she yelled at her crew, and then jumped down from the quarterdeck, when she could have just as easily taken the stairs.
Cassie was beautiful.  She looked like her mother, except her red hair was darker, could easily be mistaken for brown unless the sun was shining through it just right and her eyes were hazel.  Her cheekbones were in perfect placement and her lips were as red as the bloodstains that were frequently on the deck of the ship.  Her figure was just as any man would want, it resembled an hourglass almost perfectly.  Unfortunately, she was as stubborn as her father was.  The stubbornness came in handy when the other ships’ crewmembers treated her as if she were a wench.  It only took one example of her skills with a sword in order to earn their respect.
She looked out over the beautiful glimmering sea to the shore by her father’s house.  She smiled at what she saw and dove off the end of the ship.  “Grandfather,” she said, as she came up out of the water.  “Me missed ye,” she added as she embraced him.
“Me missed ye too, dear,” Riker returned, hugging her back tightly.  “Ye need ta remember that white shirts be see thru when ye get them wet though, lass,” he added with a grin.
“Aye, me better go get changed before me father sees me,” she said, her cheeks turning red with embarrassment for not thinking of that before she jumped into the water.  She rarely ever paid attention to what she was wearing because she didn’t really care.  “‘E’s always so worried about me jumpin’ in the water.  Will ye join us for dinner tonight?” she asked excitedly.
“Of course, dear, me ‘aven’t seen ye in months.  Even Ol’ Davey Jones himself couldn’t keep me from goin’,” he answered.  “Now hurry and get changed before the crew sees ye like that.”
“Aye, Grandfather.  Me see ye at dinner,” she said as she kissed his cheek and ran off toward her father’s house.
She walked into the house quietly hoping to be able to change before her father saw her.
“Cassie, be that ye?” Ayden asked from in the kitchen.
“Shit,” she said under her breath, knowing if she said it out loud, she would be in trouble for it.  Her father hated when she spoke as the crew did.  “Aye, Father,” she answered hoping he would let her go change.
“Come here, Cassandra, me got someone me want ye ta meet,” he said.
“Aye, father,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest as she walked into the kitchen nervously, making sure she was covering herself.  She hoped it wasn’t another man that he picked for her to marry.
“Cassie dear, this be Austin,” Ayden said as soon as she walked into the kitchen.  His face had barely aged since she was a child and he had only a few strands of gray hair at his temples.
She looked over at the man that her father was introducing to her.  He had long, dark brown hair that was pulled back into a ponytail and his eyes were a gray-blue color.  They were the shade of the sea during a storm.  They were hypnotic.  He leaned against the counter and had his arms crossed with a really attractive pearly-white smile on his lips.  He had a muscular build and stood about the same height as her father, Ayden, maybe an inch or so shorter to place him at least six foot tall.  He was extremely attractive.
He was nothing like the men he usually brought home for her to meet.  The men her father wanted her to meet were all really wealthy and most of the time scrawny.  This man was dressed in the clothes of a pirate.  His black trousers were tucked into black boots and he wore a red long sleeve shirt with a sheath and sword tied around his waist.
“Austin will be accompanying ye on the ship,” Ayden said.  “Just ta help ye run it and help keep the crew in line.”
“Father, me can run the ship meself, me ‘ave been for over a year now,” Cassie protested angrily, throwing her arms down to her side and clenching her fist.  She quickly crossed her arms again stubbornly as her cheeks turned red, remembering her shirt was wet.  “Where did ye even find ‘im?” she asked, but was too late, her father had noticed her shirt.
“Ye can’t even remember not ta jump in the water with a white shirt on,” Ayden returned, raising his voice slightly.  “Cassie, me already lost yer mother, me don’t want ta lose ye, too, and what does it matter where me found ‘im.  Aaron is rarely on the ship ta protect ye so me got ‘im ta do it.”
“Fine,” she said, turned and stomped to her room to change.  She was angry that her father still thought she needed to be protected after the years she had spent on the ship without anyone but the crew.
“Go get changed for dinner, lad.  Ye can escort ‘er down,” Ayden said to Austin, then walked out of the kitchen shaking his head.  His daughter had to be so stubborn all the time.
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Warning: Sexually explicit content. M/F