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Ismay sat out on the deck of his cabin, on the bright, sunny Friday morning.
Ismay's POV
My mind was rambling with thoughts of what occurred between Vidalia and I the night before. Why, oh why do I think its such a bad thing to have an attraction to her? Besides, its not as if she's THAT dark in skin tone, she's a brown slightly vanilla/cocoa tone, a beautiful tone. She's absolutely beautiful, and I bet she'd be even more beautiful with the right makeup, hair all dolled up, the right dress, yes, I bet she'd be stunning. My thoughts of Vidalia and her beauty were quickly cleared away as she walked onto the deck, with a roller cart filled with food, dishes, cups and a large, white coffee pot and a newspaper. As she placed a plate of breakfast food on the table in front of me, along with my cup of coffee, I could tell she was nervous being around me, her hands were trembling slightly, and she wouldn't look up at me not even once. I gently touched her hand and looked up at her.
"Sit down, Vidalia." I said in a low tone.
She looked at me with nervous eyes and nodded. She sat down in the seat beside me and as I turned in my chair to face her, I could smell the scent of her perfume, it smelled like lavender, lavender and roses. I could've almost gotten lost in her scent.
"Would you like some coffee? Some breakfast?" I asked not looking her way.
She stared at me with seriousness. I couldn't read her if I tried at that moment, her expression was blank.
"Mr. Ismay, shouldn't I be doing work?" Vidalia asked lightly.
I looked down and nodded and looked up at her, into her eyes, my God those eyes, I could've gotten lost in them. It took me a while to look away from her.
"The work can wait until later." Ismay said lightly. "I'd like for us to converse."
Vidalia's POV
I can't believe he wanted to converse with me, me of all people, well but then he did kiss me, so him wanting to converse with me wasn't a complete surprise. I looked down and smiled briefly.
"Alright, what would you like to converse with me about?" I asked as I hesitantly poured myself a cup of coffee.
Ismay shrugged and shook his head.
"Well, what were you talking to that young man about on deck yesterday?" Ismay asked.
I looked down and laughed briefly. There he was again, asking about Jack, he still thought I was lying and that Jack was my boyfriend. I looked up at him and nodded.
"Jack is my step brother." I responded. "I met him for the first time yesterday and he was very pleasant."
Ismay nodded with a brief smile.
"That must have been intriguing." Ismay said with a smile, the most beautiful smile I had seen of him.
I laughed and nodded.
"It was," I responded. "Jack is a very nice young man, and he helped me realize that mother is in a better place. I still hate she died though. I still feel alone without her."
As I looked down briefly, I could feel his eyes watching me, I looked up at him and saw him staring at me with sympathy. He shook his head.
"I'm very sorry about your mother's death." Ismay said gently. "But at least you found Jack and you have a brand new brother now."
I nodded with a brief smile.
"Yes, he was impressed by me wanting to go to school in New York." I said with a happy smile.
He looked at me with curiosity.
"What will you be studying in school?" He asked as he took a sip of his coffee.
"Designing," I replied. "I want to design ships just like this, just like Thomas Andrews. I designed several sketches of ships that I've always dreamed of designing and building."
ISMAY'S POV
I stared at her with complete surprise. This young girl, this young girl who had this big dream of wanting to become a ship builder, she was not only beautiful but intelligent. I was becoming more and more attracted by the minute. I smiled and nodded.
"You wish to be what Mr. Andrews is." I said lightheartedly. "That is quite amazing, do you have your drawings with you? I'd surely like to see them."
Her eyes lit up instantly, which made them even more beautiful. She smiled excitedly.
"Really?" She said with excitement, "you'd like to see them?"
I laughed, I couldn't help but to laugh at seeing her light up so brightly. I nodded as I took more sips of my coffee.
"Yes, by all means, please, go retrieve them, so I can take a look." I said as she quickly sprouted up from her chair and ran out the room. "I'd like to see if you're as great as Mr. Andrews!"
As the deck was silent with her presence, with me waiting for her to return, I smiled and blushed lightly and thinking of how our conversation was turning out. She was quite a gem as I was beginning to see, a rare but beautiful gem who was smart, full of dreams and full of life. I was becoming utterly fascinated by her. As she walked back in the room, she sat back in her chair and scooted her chair closer towards mine's. I stared at her endlessly as she opened up her black, leather book that revealed THE most beautiful sketches of ships, both large and small. I suppose she caught me staring at her, because she looked up at me and smiled.
"Mr. Ismay, my sketches are down HERE." She said, pointing at her book.
I immediately felt embarrassed and scoffed and smiled.
"Right, I'm sorry." I replied with a quick save.
As I looked at each sketch, I marveled at her work. They were amazing. I looked at her and smiled.
"Vidalia, these are absolutely magnificent." I gushed. "These are just as great as the ships Mr. Andrews has built. Have you shown these to him?"
Vidalia's smile slowly faded and she looked down with a slightly disappointed look.
"Well, no, Mr. Ismay—"
"Um, J, my close and personal friends call me J." I said quickly with a brief smile.
I noticed her already glowing skin, blush a faint pink. She nodded with a smile.
"Alright, J," she replied, "I haven't yet because I haven't met him, I doubt I ever will on this voyage because we're not supposed to talk to him. Especially me."
I looked away from her with an eyebrow raised. I knew exactly why she wasn't supposed to talk to him. I looked back at her and smiled.
"Well, I must take you to meet him." I replied with a smirk. "He'd be impressed with your work and maybe, just maybe I can have you to come work at Harland and Wolff."
Vidalia gasped loudly with an even more excited smile. She lit up brighter than a child on Christmas morning.
"Oh really!" She shouted with excitement. "Really J!"
I nodded with a laugh.
"Yes, I think you are ready now to start working on your profession." I replied with a smile. "Forget school, your talent is ready now."
Vidalia laughed loudly and almost quickly hugged the life out of me. I laughed again, I had never seen someone so excited about anything, so—grateful. I hugged her back lightly. As she released me, I was taken by complete surprise when she kissed me on the cheek. I stared at her with a frown and she sat back away from me, staring at me with guilt and embarrassment.
"Oh, I—I'm sorry, J." She said in a low tone.
I stared at her with attractive eyes. I gently touched her hand warmly.
"Don't be," I said lightly. "You're the most smartest, most beautiful woman I've ever met."
She stared at me, stunned, which meant I must have completely said the wrong thing to her, or made her completely uncomfortable.
I looked down and briefly frowned.
"I'm sorry, I just had to tell you that." I said in an embarrassed tone. "Forgive me if I was out of line."
I looked up at her and saw her staring at me with a serious look, a look that held such emotion, light emotion but emotion all the same. She gently touched the side of my face and shook her head.
"You weren't." She said in a low voice.
At that moment, all that was heard was silence, and the crushing of the waves of the ocean, but yet in my mind, I could hear the beating of my own, rapid heartbeat. She was making my heart race, it felt as if I were struck with love instantly. I slowly leaned in closer to her and passionately kissed her. The feel of her soft lips on mine's felt almost heavenly. I slowly pulled away within seconds and looked at her with an unsure look.
"Was it alright for me to—"
"Words aren't necessary right now, J." She said in a low voice.
That was all the signal I needed as I moved back in closer to her and kissed her again passionately. I deepened the kiss as I felt her lean in closer to me. The passion was too strong at that moment, that a kiss wasn't enough, I simply had to have her—all of her. I quickly pushed her away and stood up, pulling her up to her feet, with me. She looked at me, confusingly.
"You make me want you," I whispered in her ear softly.
I took it that my words soothed her, because she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me close to her, so close that I could feel her body pressed against mine's. I wasted little time picking her up in my arms and carrying her back inside my cabin and into my bedroom.
