Harry sat beside Amelia on one of the benches on the second class deck. He placed his hand on top of hers and smiled when she moved closer to him.

"My life isn't all that glamorous. I was born and raised in Scarborough. I'm the youngest sibling and when my brother left to go to school, my heart broke. My brother was and is my hero. Still to this day, I look up to my brother. He may be stubborn and infuriate me, but he is one of my closest friends." Harry listened to her life story, or at least what she had told him.

She was in the middle of telling him about her school life, when Harry asked about her earlier life. He knew from James where she was born and raised, but he wanted to hear it from her. He loved listening to her talk.

"What about you Harry? What's your life story?" Harry sat back against the bench and moved his thumb up and down the back of her hand.

"My father is a business man. He had been pressuring me about taking over the family business but I loved and love the sea. I didn't want to take over the family business." He looked at Amelia. She was watching him intently, hanging onto every word.

"I ran away when I was 14 and I started my sailing career. I keep in touch with my mother, but I haven't talked to my father in years. The pressure was too much for me and I didn't want to be stuck in a job I didn't like." Amelia placed her one hand on top of his and gave him a kind smile.

"You should never have to do anything you don't like. It's admirable. You did what you always wanted to do. You followed your own dreams and not your fathers." Harry watched her carefully.

She did look like James, in some ways. They shared the same hair, but not the same eyes. They shared the same face shape, and they both had dimples. Harry found the dimples on Amelia made her look even more beautiful, at least to Harry. She was around 5'3" Harry thought, and she had an hourglass shape that she tried to hide.

She was more than just beauty to Harry. She was smart and funny, she made him laugh with her witty comments and the things she would say under her breath. She was shy and would often look away when meeting new people. She licked her lips when she was nervous.

"Harry?" Harry leaned forward and placed a kiss to her lips unexpectedly. He waited just a moment before she reacted and he gripped his arms like her life depended on it. Harry's hand moved behind her and rested on the middle of her back, pulling her forward towards him.

"I'm in love with you." He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers. He stared into her eyes and swore he could hear her heart beating.

"I want you." Amelia spoke the words that sent chills down Harry's spine. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up, her body touching his.

"I want you. And I'm not changing my mind."

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Amelia stood inside of Harry's room feeling more and more nervous as she watched the clock. Harry had told her he would be right back, after almost being caught by First Officer Murdoch.

"Amelia? Let me in." Amelia unlocked the door and Harry walked in, locking it behind her.

"Everything is all good." He smiled st her and placed both of his hands on her cheeks and slowly pressed his lips to hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down. The kiss was deepening and getting more and more heated.

"I love you." Amelia felt a rush sweep through her as she felt Harry's hands lower from her shoulders and then to her hips. She reached for his tie and slowly pulled it loose. She pulled it off and tossed it towards the desk chair.

"You're beautiful Amelia." Amelia started unbuttoning Harry's shirt as he unbuttoned he dress. She was scared. She didn't know what to think or do and she was scared. But she was never so sure of anything before in her life. She loved Harry, but she was too scared to say it just yet.

Amelia finally got his shirt unbuttoned and pulled it halfway down his arms when she had the opportunity to look at him. Harry was such an attractive man and the sight of him made her face go red. He was so damn handsome.

"Help me with this?" Harry had gotten stuck on her corset and Amelia reached behind her and grabbed one of the ties and tugged on it. She didn't have a maid with her and she didn't want to bother the stewardesses, so she had learned to put her corest on loosely by herself.

"My god..." Amelia looked aaay as she felt Harry's eyes on her, looking her over. She didn't know whether to cover herself up or just let it go.

"You're so beautiful Amelia. You have no idea." She looked back at Harry. He kissed her again, his hands drawing circles into her hips.

"I want to make sure you want to do this." Harry looked at her, into her eyes. Amelia thought of James and how he would disapprove of this, of them. She fought her feeling about James' disappointment until they had completely disappeared. She was an adult. She could make her own decisions.

"Yes. I want this. I love you." Amelia undressed herself and stood in front of Harry, blushing wildly. She watched his eyes move up and down her body, before he looked into her eyes, his eyes full of desire.

Amelia gasped when Harry picked her up and placed her on the bed. He lay on top of her, supporting his weight on his arms. He placed a chaste kiss on her lips before he got off the bed and finished undressing himself. Amelia looked away and only looked back when he put this thumb under her chin and his forefinger on her chin. He moved her head back towards him, bringing her attention with it.

"Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. It will be okay. I love you. I will never hurt you." Amelia nodded and when she felt Harry put some of his body weight on her, she bit her lip. She had never done this before and her nerves were running wild.

"Amelia, trust me. I will not hurt you. I love you."