A/N: So, I just avoided a wing meeting in my dorm by hiding in my room because all the people on my floor save one are assholes ^.^ Being anti-social also contributes to my avoiding the meetings lol. In case any of you were curious, 2 toilets on my floor's bathroom were clogged for a few days so we got a lecture (my roommate got caught in the hallway at the time of the meeting so she had to go and she told me what happened xD) that there were bottles in the toilets. This is the first time I've heard of someone flushing a bottle. But, like I said, my floor is filled with assholes. I also have a German quiz tomorrow to study for, which I haven't really done xD
Well, enough updates on my college life. On to the chapter! Ich liebe dich! ;D
Chapter 12
"I'm going!"
"You can't go!"
"Watch me!"
Emma sighed at Andi's continuous arguing.
"Andi, you were knocked out and have a huge bump on your head. You need to rest."
Emma felt terrible, especially since it was a mere two hours ago when she said that a party would make Andi's night. But when she felt that bump, all the party plans for her went out the window.
"To hell with resting!" Andi growled. "I want to go to a party! A real party, not those frilly balls back home!"
"I don't even know if I want to go," Emma said uncertainty. "It may be too wild."
"Come on, we're never going to have a chance like this again!"
"I don't think so."
"Then why are you wearing that dress?"
Emma looked down at the deep, red dress. It was sleeveless, with a piece of the red silk coming across the full bodice, the ends landing on her shoulders. The rest billowed out not so much as a ballgown, but close enough to twirl in.
"I think I was being impulsive." Emma bit her lip, her eyebrows furrowed. "I'm not going."
"Sure you are!"
Both girls' gazes snapped up to see Philip in the doorway, wearing a mischievious grin. He walked inside, shutting the door behind him and walked to the girls.
"Emma, you need to go. Andi, are you sure you feel okay? Try standing up and see how you feel. Don't lie, because I'll be able to tell."
"Wait," Emma interrupted. "Why do I need-"
"I feel fine!" Andi exclaimed as she started bouncing up and down on the floor. "And I know just what to wear!"
She ran to her trunk, pulling out her men's clothing.
"I think they look rather dashing on me." Andi looked at herself in the mirror with the clothes over her body, giving herself a self-satisfied smirk.
"You should rest," Emma stressed.
Philip wordlessly walked over to Andi, then placed his hand on top of the bump. Andi's eyes looked off to the side due to his close proximity.
"The bump isn't as bad as I thought it'd be, the ice definitely helped." He smiled. "Go to the party, but don't hesitate to rest if you get tired. Understand?"
Andi nodded. "Yep!"
"See you both soon." Philip grinned before turning to walk out the door.
As soon as it shut, Emma sat down and placed a hand over her heart.
"Em? What's wrong? Are you that worried about me?" Andi asked. She had to admit, if Emma was this worried for her then she'd just skip the party altogether. She didn't want to make her friend faint from worry.
"I am worried, but that's not why I'm like this," she replied.
"Then...?"
"What if..." Emma bit her lip before speaking again. "What if I don't look pretty? I-I don't know," she moaned, covering her face with her hands.
Andi rolled her eyes before sitting down on the bed beside her.
"You look stunning in that dress, and believe me, Jax will notice."
"I don't care what he thinks," she snapped a bit too quickly.
"Then why are you so worried? Don't tell me there's some other pirate you like?"
"I don't like any pirates!"
"Mhm," Andi muttered with sarcasm. "Let's just go, have a good time!"
Emma released a breath before finally consenting.
Andi cheered as she practically ripped off her dress to replace it with the men's clothing. Emma had to admit: pants suited Andi.
"Let's go!" Andi grabbed Emma's hand and dashed to the main deck.
The men were all over the ship, most of them were already drunk on rum. Some danced, some played instruments, but all were laughing and clearly having a good time.
"Well I'll be damned."
Emma and Andi looked at the pirate who had spoken to them, Andi in particular.
"I never thought I'd see the day when women wore breeches." He paused to smile. "They suit you, Miss Andi."
"Thank you." She grinned.
"Glad you could make it." Philip cut in, standing next to Andi. "You look great, although you are still a woman, so I have to fulfill the correct protocal..."
Andi drew her eyebrows together, confused, before Philip took her hand and gave it a kiss.
Her cheeks colored as Emma stifled a giggle.
"May I have the honor of this dance?" he asked.
"You may," she laughed. They linked arms and began dancing merrily with the other pirates. Andi was quickly working up a sweat but her large smile shined through.
"May I be havin' a dance as well?"
Emma turned to face the new pirate smiling at her. He looked a few years older than her, with blonde hair and green eyes. His teeth looked to be in perfect condition too, a quality a lot of other pirates lacked.
Just as she was about to accept and take his hand, a presence stood behind her.
"Go get more rum, the others are growing restless," Captain Jax ordered.
The pirate paused, glancing back and forth between his superior and the beauty in the red dress.
"Did I stutter?" Jax asked, voice lowered with a promising threat.
"N-No, Cap'n!" The man ran off down below deck.
Emma turned around to face Jax. She caught his previously lowered eyes, causing him to turn away from her with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He wore a much more stylish pirate outfit, complete with the red coat with gold buttons. His black boots were even shined.
"Why did you do that? We were going to dance." Emma spoke.
"We needed more rum," he answered, shrugging his shoulders.
Emma hoped it was for a different reason, and her disappointment showed when she lowered her head with a frown.
Jax caught this and cursed. He continued to stand there, obviously thinking something over. His eyes kept flickering between Emma and the wall next to them. At last, he simply shook his head.
"To hell with it."
Before she could comprehend anything, he grabbed her arm and opened the nearby door. He dragged her inside the dark hallway.
He trapped her with his hands on both sides of her head. His voice whispered against her ear.
"The only man I want you dancing with is me."
Emma gasped lightly as her heartrate sped up. He did like her, and she knew she was attracted to him. But what about Daniel?
Jax leaned back before slamming his mouth against hers. Emma froze, but then relaxed as she gave into the kiss.
Daniel who?
He was the first to pull away, he gripped her closer to him as he ran kisses down her neck, elicting a moan from Emma. She felt him smirk against her skin.
"You're beautiful," Jax whispered in-between kisses.
"Thank you," she breathed out, her mind going hazy. It was making her say the first thing to come to mind.
He chuckled before kissing up to her earlobe and then going back to her lips.
Emma was never kissed like this, in fact she was never kissed at all. She wasn't an expert, but she knew this was possibly one of the greatest kisses in a lifetime. His lips were skilled against hers, commanding yet smooth as he guided her.
She became weak in the knees as his hands probed up and down her back, his tongue found it's way into her mouth. She had only ever heard of this technique from gossiping maids in the hallway, and always thought it to be repulsive. Another tongue touching yours? Disgusting!
However, she now realized she was completely wrong in that assumption.
Maids...hallways...home...Daniel.
Daniel! Engaged! England!
More words associated with Daniel invaded her mind. It became so much that she pushed Jax away from her.
"Jax," she panted. "I-I'm engaged!"
"To the wrong man," he glared.
"That's my decision! I can't be kissing you while I'm engaged to another."
Jax sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose with his forefingers. He had to admit, if he was in Daniel's place, he'd be pissed. Although, if he and Emma were engaged, he would make sure another man would never cross her mind.
Christ, now he was thinking about marriage! He wasn't the marrying type, and he vowed he would never commit.
"You're right, I'm sorry," he conceded. "I had too much rum, I wasn't thinking clearly."
Emma could only taste a hint of it on his mouth. But she kept that thought to herself.
"Yes, it was the rum." She gave an awkward pause. "I'll be heading back to my room. I suddenly feel very tired."
Jax hid a smirk. That was nothing compared to what he could really do; she'd be passed out with exhaustion if he had his way with her.
But that wasn't safe. Not for him, not for her, and not for the reward money. Nobody would pay for a woman who wasn't a virgin.
"Good night, then, Emma."
"Good night...Jax." It was the first time she ever spoke only his first name in a serious tone.
Based on the way his back stiffened, Jax knew it, too.
A/N: I should be in bed already, I'm sorry that I don't have time to reply. But I love each and every one of your reviews, thank you so much! :D I hope you enjoyed this chapter ;)