Losing My Siren Luna
The man sighs, but moves to sit by Cherum in the spot I had just left, leaving Jack and me alone.
“I’m sorry, lass. I’ve got only one glass,” Jack lifts it to show me.
“Why don’t we share it then?” I bat my eyelashes, flirting in my usual way, though he’s too tipsy to care much.
“A pirate never shares what’s his,” he leans in to whisper, “he takes what he wants, then never lets it go.”
A small smirk plays on my lips. “I declare this mine then,” I steal the glass from in front of him. “Thank you for reminding me, Jack, what a pirate should live by.” Steal what you want, and never let it go.
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