Beautiful Disaster (A Pirate Romance book, Historical Romance) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Heather C. Myers
different continents, and have been hanged nearly twice. The sea is my first and only love, besides of course, my ship. I don’t seem to have very many allies because, for whatever reason, many people don’t trust me, though the number of people that consider me an enemy is quite staggering. Oh, and I love women, and they seem to reciprocate the feeling.”
Izzy stared at him for a long moment before shaking his head. “Right…” she began. “Well, if you’re going to, you know, remain in this time for a while, you should probably learn how to speak to women.”
“Darling, I am surprised!” Johnny said indignantly. “How could you not think I don’t know how to talk to women?”
“Well, for starters, you don’t even know my name,” Izzy began.
“Of course I know you’re name,” Johnny said. “It’s Izzy. I’m not sure what it means or what it’s short for, but see? I was paying attention.” He spotted the waitress emerging from the café with their plates of food, and quickly glanced back at Izzy. “I’ll show you.” Once the waitress set down the food, Johnny gently grabbed her forearm and stared intently into her eyes. “My, err…” Quickly, Johnny’s eyes found the waitress’s nametag, and he silently thanked God for the invention. “Jocelyn. Lovely name. Anyways, I was just telling my friend here what striking eyes you have. Frankly, I’ve seen nothing like them before.” His charming smile slid easily onto his face, causing the waitress to blush. She pulled out the bill from her apron and scrawled something on the receipt before handing it to him and walking away. Johnny looked at it with interest before meeting Izzy’s eyes. “She seemed to have left me a bunch of numbers.”
Izzy leaned over and snatched the receipt from his hands and stared at it. “She gave you her number,” Izzy informed him. “It’s a good thing; it means she was wooed by your way with words. But, let me just say that the only reason she was is because of the movie Pirates of the Caribbean .”
“Tell me, love,” Johnny said, obviously perplexed, “what, exactly, is a movie?”
Izzy stared at him in disbelief. “I uh… I have to go,” she said, shaking her head and grabbing some money out of her purse.
“Where are you going?” Johnny asked, standing up as she did.
“Um… I need to clear out my ex-boyfriend’s things from my apartment,” Izzy explain, paying the bill and then heading out of the vicinity of the restaurant.
“Well, I can help,” Johnny said with a grin, “although I’ve never really cleaned things. That was a job for me crew.”
“Right,” Izzy told him. “Look, you seem like a really nice though somewhat deluded guy, but I don’t even know you and you don’t even know me.”
“Well, that’s not incredibly true,” Johnny replied, and he stopped in the middle of a crowded sidewalk and grabbed Izzy’s arm to stop her too. “I know that you’re name is Isabelle but you prefer to be called Izzy, and that you look amazing in the color pink. Your boyfriend is probably the dumbest man on the planet and you are definitely not fat. And for breakfast, you like to eat a chocolate croissant and drink milk.”
“I thought you said you didn’t know what my name was short for,” Izzy said flatly, but after a long moment relented. “Fine, but you’re not coming inside until Bex and her boyfriend come inside. And if you try anything, I will call the cops on your ass.”
Chapter 5
“So,” Izzy began, staring at her front door. Her arms were placed behind her back and her head was tilted ever so slightly to the left. Her brown eyes quickly glanced up at Johnny, who faced the opposite direction, seemingly entranced by the cars that moved across the street. Upon hearing her soft phrase, he met his brown eyes with hers, but instead of
Izzy stared at him for a long moment before shaking his head. “Right…” she began. “Well, if you’re going to, you know, remain in this time for a while, you should probably learn how to speak to women.”
“Darling, I am surprised!” Johnny said indignantly. “How could you not think I don’t know how to talk to women?”
“Well, for starters, you don’t even know my name,” Izzy began.
“Of course I know you’re name,” Johnny said. “It’s Izzy. I’m not sure what it means or what it’s short for, but see? I was paying attention.” He spotted the waitress emerging from the café with their plates of food, and quickly glanced back at Izzy. “I’ll show you.” Once the waitress set down the food, Johnny gently grabbed her forearm and stared intently into her eyes. “My, err…” Quickly, Johnny’s eyes found the waitress’s nametag, and he silently thanked God for the invention. “Jocelyn. Lovely name. Anyways, I was just telling my friend here what striking eyes you have. Frankly, I’ve seen nothing like them before.” His charming smile slid easily onto his face, causing the waitress to blush. She pulled out the bill from her apron and scrawled something on the receipt before handing it to him and walking away. Johnny looked at it with interest before meeting Izzy’s eyes. “She seemed to have left me a bunch of numbers.”
Izzy leaned over and snatched the receipt from his hands and stared at it. “She gave you her number,” Izzy informed him. “It’s a good thing; it means she was wooed by your way with words. But, let me just say that the only reason she was is because of the movie Pirates of the Caribbean .”
“Tell me, love,” Johnny said, obviously perplexed, “what, exactly, is a movie?”
Izzy stared at him in disbelief. “I uh… I have to go,” she said, shaking her head and grabbing some money out of her purse.
“Where are you going?” Johnny asked, standing up as she did.
“Um… I need to clear out my ex-boyfriend’s things from my apartment,” Izzy explain, paying the bill and then heading out of the vicinity of the restaurant.
“Well, I can help,” Johnny said with a grin, “although I’ve never really cleaned things. That was a job for me crew.”
“Right,” Izzy told him. “Look, you seem like a really nice though somewhat deluded guy, but I don’t even know you and you don’t even know me.”
“Well, that’s not incredibly true,” Johnny replied, and he stopped in the middle of a crowded sidewalk and grabbed Izzy’s arm to stop her too. “I know that you’re name is Isabelle but you prefer to be called Izzy, and that you look amazing in the color pink. Your boyfriend is probably the dumbest man on the planet and you are definitely not fat. And for breakfast, you like to eat a chocolate croissant and drink milk.”
“I thought you said you didn’t know what my name was short for,” Izzy said flatly, but after a long moment relented. “Fine, but you’re not coming inside until Bex and her boyfriend come inside. And if you try anything, I will call the cops on your ass.”
Chapter 5
“So,” Izzy began, staring at her front door. Her arms were placed behind her back and her head was tilted ever so slightly to the left. Her brown eyes quickly glanced up at Johnny, who faced the opposite direction, seemingly entranced by the cars that moved across the street. Upon hearing her soft phrase, he met his brown eyes with hers, but instead of
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