Chapter 7
Jason reached the galley just a few seconds before Sig. He grabbed Jillian's hand that was holding a towel to her forehead and pulled it away.
"I'm fine Jason. It's just a small scratch," Jillian tried to reassure her boss. "I'm worried about Norman though. He crashed head first into the railing."
Jason turned and looked at the floor of the galley where Norman laid. His face was streaked with blood. Jillian slid off the bench she was sitting on and onto the floor next to Edgar who was assessing the damage done to his brother.
"What's the verdict?" she asked.
Sig looked at Jillian, "I think he has a concussion. How are you?"
"Just a scratch. I've had worse." She looked at Norman. "If you ever try to knock me out of the way of a wave again, I'm gonna kick your ass, Norman."
Norman looked up at what he was sure was an angel and smiled, "I just didn't want to see you get hurt like this. I'd do it again."
"Like hell," Jillian spat. She got up and went to the refrigerator for a bottle of water.
"You've got your hands full with that one Norm," Edgar laughed.
Later that day, Jillian went to Norman's stateroom and sat down next to him on his bunk. She reached over and gently touched his head. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm ok. How about you? I'm sorry I knocked you into the sorting table."
"No problem. I'm just glad Sig shut down fishing for a couple of hours. You really need the rest." She ran her hand down the side of Norman's face and rested it on his chest.
"I'm glad you didn't get hurt any worse than you did." Norman smiled at Jillian, "You are pretty special Jillian. Why are you hanging around an old man like me?"
"Because you're pretty special yourself."
"You know, historically speaking, relationships with crab fishermen usually don't last right?" Norman put his hand on the side of her face.
"Oh well, then I guess we will just have to either have to break the crabbing relationship rep or just base our relationship on sex."
Norman laughed and pulled Jillian into his bunk. She wrapped herself in his arms and snuggled in for a nap.
The last of the King Crab season finally came. The Northwestern docked in Dutch Harbor and the crew prepared to head home for the holidays.
"So, will you be joining us for Opies?" Jillian turned around. Sig was standing behind her watching her pack.
"I'll be here unless you don't want me back, Captain."
Sig sighed then grinned. "You weren't so bad. I guess you can come back as long as you know knock me on my ass again."
"Deal," Jillian stuck out her hand and Sig shook it.
"See you next season."
At the airport in Seattle, Sig and Edgar caught a cab and headed to their respective homes. Norman, however, took Jillian to the hotel she was staying at since her friend wasn't going to fly her home until the next day.
Norman opened the door to her room and placed her bags inside. Jillian walked in and shut the door behind her. She turned around then sprinted to the king size bed, took a flying leap, and landed in the middle turning over and looking at Norman.
"Do you plan on standing there or are you going to join me?"
Norman smiled and crawled onto the bed next to Jillian. He laid partially on her, took her face in his hands and slowly began to kiss her. He worked his way across her chin and down to her neck while unbuttoning her shirt. When the last button was undone, he pulled the fabric away from her chest, exposing her lacey bra. He bent his head down and took her perky nipple between his teeth and gently bit down. The gasp that came from Jillian nearly drove Norman over the edge. He worked his hands behind her back and undid the clasp then pulled her bra off.
"Damn you are beautiful baby."
Norman sat up, unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them and her thong off in one sweep. Then he immediately stripped and climbed back onto the bed next to Jillian. He leaned down and kissed her again; their tongues fighting for dominance. He pulled away and began working his way down her body until he found her sweet spot. He flicked his tongue across her clit and she immediately bucked her hips. He gently sucked her clit in between his lips and she cried out. He worked his way back up her body and positioned himself between her legs, lining himself up with her entrance. He pushed into her and she cried out in pain.
Norman stopped and looked down at Jillian, "Oh shit," he groaned. "I'm sorry. I didn't know. You never said…"
Jillian reached up and touched his cheek, "It's ok. I want this and I didn't think you would go through with it knowing I was a virgin. I'm in love with you Norman and I can honestly say to you that you are the first person I have ever said that to. Please don't stop."
Norman didn't move. He had been with several women in his life, he had loved a few of them, but never had he felt what he did for Jillian. He smiled, "I love you too. I wish you would have told me before so I could have taken it slower and not hurt you so badly."
He slowly began to push into her again. When he was finally inside of her completely, he stopped and let her adjust to him. She relaxed and began to move beneath him. They made love into the wee hours of the morning.
At 5:15am Jillian's alarm went off. She got up, took a shower, dressed and went back into the room where Norman was still sleeping. "Hey sleepy head. I need to be at the air port in an hour and a half. Do you think you can get me there or do I need to call a cab?"
Norman reached up and pulled her down next to him, "Can't we just stay here? I will make it worth your while."
"I don't think so stud. Come on." Jillian gave Norman a playful slap on his ass.
"I wish you were going to be here over the holidays, Jilli. I would love to take you out on a proper date." Norman hugged her tight. "Although, sex is also an amazing date."
"I know, but I will be back in a week, then we can go on a 'proper date' and then have some dessert," she winked at him.
"Jillian!" She turned and saw him.
"Hey Mark! Norman, this is my friend Mark. He's the pilot that is taking me back to Texas."
"Pleasure to meet you Norman," Mark shook his hand.
"Like wise," Norman smiled. "Listen, you take care of my girl," he said to Mark. "I need to let you two get on your way. I love you Jilli."
"I love you too." Jillian hugged him tight before he kissed her. "See ya soon!"
The turbulence jostled Jillian awake. "Damn this is a rough trip." Jillian stretched.
"Yeah, the Rockies aren't too happy with my plane flying over them today," Mark chuckled.
Ten minutes later, an alarm sounded in the small plane. Mark immediately flipped switches on his plane's control panel.
"Mark, what's going on?" Jillian's voice shook with panic.
"I don't know but it appears that I am losing oil pressure.
Jillian tightened her seatbelt and began to pray. Mark began speaking into his radio, "Mayday mayday mayday…"
"Oh shit! Mark look out!"
a/n: ok…don't kill me! I know how you hate cliff hangers. I will do my best to update by Sunday but if I don't get it done then it will be next Friday before I will have a chance to update again.
Happy Thanksgiving y'all!
