Rose stepped out into the cool night air. There was a gentle breeze and the sky was peppered with stars. She made her way to the bow section of the boat eagerly wondering why Thomas wanted to meet her.

Thomas stood at the bow of the ship and looked out into the distance. How would he tell Rose what he wanted to say?

"Thomas," It was Rose. Thomas smiled and went towards her. "I'm glad you came." He handed her his coat she smiled and put it on.

"Of course I came, Thomas. What is it you wanted?"

Thomas hesitated then he knelt down and took Rose's hand. Rose, astonished smiled and opened her mouth to say 'what is this?" when Thomas kissed her hand and that warmth flooded through her. "Rose, in the few short days that I have known you, I have realized how much I deeply care about you and how much I need your laughter in my life. I want you to have this."

He nervously fumbled through his breast coat pocket. "Close your eyes, Rose."

Rose smiled teasingly at him and closed her eyes. Thomas stood up with a small black box in his hands. His heart was pounding wildly in his chest and his breath was short and heavy. Rose didn't seem to notice until his hands moved to the back of her neck she felt a small object on her collar bone. She opened her eyes and Thomas put his hands on her upper arms and set his face near her hair.

Rose grasped the object around her neck in her hand. It was obviously a necklace. It had a beautiful gold chain and gold prongs holding an exquisite tear drop pearl. "O-Oh Thomas!" she was amazed.

"I'm sure you have many necklaces and jewelry much like the other necklace you're wearing."

Rose removed the necklace that she had worn to dinner so that all she had on was the pearl from Thomas. She put a hand to his face and smoothed his hair with the other. "Thomas, this is the most beautiful and wonderful gift anyone has ever given me. "

She brought her lips to his and he brought his hand to her upper back. The passion, the gentle tenderness of their kiss overwhelmed Rose. "Come with me, Thomas." This was neither a command nor a request and Thomas was led by Rose back to her room.

Rose opened the door and Thomas surveyed the room. It was very similar to his and he watched as Rose disappeared into another room. "I'll be right there. Get out your notebook, please, you'll need it."

Thomas sat down in a chair wondering what it was Rose was doing. Moments later she appeared in a night robe that reminded Thomas of a butterfly because of the color, pattern and the way it flowed about her. "Mr. Andrews, you have given me a gift, it is the least I can do to return the favor and she let the robe fall to the ground and Thomas' eyes widened…