This is from my steampunk romance The Treasure Hunter’s Lady. They MMC & FMC are on an airship, on their way to hunt for a lost treasure. This is after when the FMC is attacked by an evil henchman who tried to sabotage the ship.
“Never mind that. Why did he attack you?” He took her by the shoulders and turned her toward him. She avoided his eyes. “For God’s sake, Romy, tell me what happened.”
“He didn’t like that I wouldn’t tell him anymore about the Soul. The captain is taking care of the details.”
Where had he been? Sleeping while she was in trouble. Elliot might have done a lot worse than lay a hand on her. Hot rage settled in Abel’s stomach—both at himself and at the man who’d hurt her. “I’ll kill him.”
Romy grabbed his arm. “Don’t. Van Buren won’t let him get out of that room. I don’t want anyone to fight over me. It doesn’t even hurt. Abel.”
His name was like a signal that made him come to his senses. Of course killing Elliot wasn’t the answer. It might make him feel better temporarily, but the real issue was making sure Romy wasn’t hurt worse than she let on.
She shivered. Pity welled up in Abel. He took her in his arms where she put her head on his collarbone, in the exact spot where the serpent tattoo laid its head.