Clayton Taylor is smart and skilled, and born into privilege. His expertise with navigation lands him a job on The Irish Lady, a ship which promises a world of new experiences. Half in love with Peter, The Lady’s roguish captain, Clayton signs on for adventure and a chance to test his skill against the sea. Once aboard he meets Jorge, a pillar of quiet strength. Clayton’s life among the sailors and thieves is happy, wild, and free. He learns to sail, to fit in with the crew, and to cheat at cards. There isn’t a course he can’t chart, or a job he can’t design. But Clayton can’t navigate love, nor can he plan for the whims of his heart. Bold and direct and often stubborn, Clayton’s uncharted heart will plot its own course, bound for a union with two men who need him as much as he does them. Together Clayton, Peter, and Jorge will discover the heart has no need of map and compass.
Loved the polyamory and how jealousy reared its ugly head at various moments.
Jorge is the strong silent character that is the balance between the other two. He is the counter to Peter, the swashbuckling, debonair pirate who really is mischievous and a pain in the ass. While Clayton is a young man wanting adventure and signing on as navigator with a scurrilous crew, He’s not an idiot. He could see things weren’t a hundred percent above board. Seduce by the ocean’s call he gets that adventure and then some.
The first person narrative worked well and gave an intimacy to the retelling. There were a few drawbacks; it got caught up in minutae and while the castaway portion of the story was diverting and sexy–it was slow. There were serious issues mentioned, but they slid easily away with other diversions, like fornication. The men were creative and determined in their lustful pursuits.
Overall, an entertaining, not taxing tale of mischief on the high seas and on shore.