Page 29 of The Intergalactic Duke's Inconvenient Engagement

Rubbing one hand over the back of his unsuitably shaggy head, Nor shrugged. “Never had to think so big.”

“Not even as a privateer?”

Another shrug. “Thought even smaller then: find a mark, hit it fast, stay alive.”

With a bitter laugh, Raz waved at Nor to leave. “I suppose that’s exactly what I’ll do.”

The captain eyed him for a heartbeat then rose. “Delighted to beof assistance. Don’t make me regret giving up my life of crime. I’d hate to have to steal your ship.”

Raz snorted. “Comes to that, maybe I’ll beg you to take me with you.”

They smirked at each other.

At the stateroom door, Nor glanced back. “You’re not so bad for a duke.”

Smirk fading, Raz lifted one shoulder.

He needed to be at least as bad as a pirate.