Disclaimer: Don't own nothing...'cept maybe this sad looking house plant sittin' on me desk.
Author's Note: Response to the 'What if...' prompt over at the barbossabeth community at LiveJournal. Also, it was inspired totally and completely by the apple that be restin' next to the laptop I'm presently typing on. So, does it take credit for the idea of this story or do I? Enjoy.
She held the fruit up to her nose and inhaled the delicious scent, closing her eyes in pleasure. She opened her mouth to take a bite and her eyes opened lazily and she froze when her eyes met the ice blue eyes of the captain. He was watching her and the apple hungrily, desire blazing in his eyes. Her gaze followed his as he glanced down at the apple and then back up her. Their eyes locked and she felt a warm feeling spread throughout her body from his heated stare, something that she never felt around Jack or Will. Will...her fiance...
Her eyes flashed to the fruit in her hand then back up at the man in front of her. Forbidden fruit, that's what he was.
What if...her eyes never leaving his, she raised the fruit to her mouth...she partook of that forbidden fruit? And she took a bite.
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