"I was telling the truth earlier when I said that I wish to help more," Mary said, noting his appreciation for her help with filling the tub. "Though perhaps not a task that is too disgusting." Even if she was on board, she still considered herself a lady.

Mary settled back against his chest, enjoying the feeling of the warm water on her body. "Am I a pirate now? A pirate who is also a lady? Or am I still the captain's mistress?"

She didn't mind being that, but she felt as if she were more than that now. Choosing to stay with him meant that she was choosing this life.