Chapter 3
Disclaimer: nope owns nutin except for Courtney!
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"Captain, Sir, where might I be sleeping?" She asked, after she was done that evening and the crew was done doing their drunken singing.
"Well luv, take Ur pick, my room or with the crew" he said.
"Two more questions: you don't possibly have two beds, and what is your full name?" she asked.
"Well luv, I'm afraid ur stuck with me, Captain Jack Sparrow."
'Damn, I have to sleep in the same bed as him. One more problem, I have only my practice cloths! Well I really didn't work THAT hard, so I guess they'll have to do!' She thought.
"OK Captain Sparrow, show me the way." She said.
"Can't wait to hop in me bed luv eh? I know ye couldn't resist for long," he slurred.
"Anyone ever tell you you're cocky?" She said, a bit annoyed at him.
"Sounds lil dirrrty luv" He slurred again and made his way below decks.
'God how drunk is this guy?!' She thought and clutched her bags tightly. 'Well, I have my bag; something in there might hurt him if he tries something.'
She couldn't help but think that he DID have nice eyes. But he would never like her in a million years.
'A guy wants a little petit thing, with a nice body. Not me! Some fat Florida girl.' She thought, relaxing a bit.
She had a knack for talking her self out of ever thinking a guy could or would even look at her like that. Well she was wrong. He WAS looking at her, and it wasn't because of her bra size for once. He liked that she was tall and strong and apparently could carry her own. He knew that she couldn't always be this shy, hell she called him cocky.
'Why did she call me cocky? Sounds a bit dirty.' He thought, showing her into the room.
He sat down and pulled off his boots. He smiled again as she looked around the room. She told him to turn around, he did, but she hadn't noticed the mirror, where he could see her change. He shrugged and faced the mirror and smiled. She had her back to him; she first put on her work out pants. She then took her shirt off, exposing her muscle filled back; it was also tan. She sensed him watching her, and turned her head. She smiled, she didn't care that he watched her, he didn't see anything, so what did it matter. Then took out her contacts and jumped in bed. Luckily it was a queen, so she had her own side.
'I sleep in a ball anyway so it doesn't matter.' She thought.
She was so tired that as soon as she hit the pillow she was asleep. Jack came and lied down next to her; he put his hand on her surprisingly hard stomach. Then he blew out the candle.
"Night luv." He said.
'She sure is unique.' He thought before drifting off to sleep.
Disclaimer: nope owns nutin except for Courtney!
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"Captain, Sir, where might I be sleeping?" She asked, after she was done that evening and the crew was done doing their drunken singing.
"Well luv, take Ur pick, my room or with the crew" he said.
"Two more questions: you don't possibly have two beds, and what is your full name?" she asked.
"Well luv, I'm afraid ur stuck with me, Captain Jack Sparrow."
'Damn, I have to sleep in the same bed as him. One more problem, I have only my practice cloths! Well I really didn't work THAT hard, so I guess they'll have to do!' She thought.
"OK Captain Sparrow, show me the way." She said.
"Can't wait to hop in me bed luv eh? I know ye couldn't resist for long," he slurred.
"Anyone ever tell you you're cocky?" She said, a bit annoyed at him.
"Sounds lil dirrrty luv" He slurred again and made his way below decks.
'God how drunk is this guy?!' She thought and clutched her bags tightly. 'Well, I have my bag; something in there might hurt him if he tries something.'
She couldn't help but think that he DID have nice eyes. But he would never like her in a million years.
'A guy wants a little petit thing, with a nice body. Not me! Some fat Florida girl.' She thought, relaxing a bit.
She had a knack for talking her self out of ever thinking a guy could or would even look at her like that. Well she was wrong. He WAS looking at her, and it wasn't because of her bra size for once. He liked that she was tall and strong and apparently could carry her own. He knew that she couldn't always be this shy, hell she called him cocky.
'Why did she call me cocky? Sounds a bit dirty.' He thought, showing her into the room.
He sat down and pulled off his boots. He smiled again as she looked around the room. She told him to turn around, he did, but she hadn't noticed the mirror, where he could see her change. He shrugged and faced the mirror and smiled. She had her back to him; she first put on her work out pants. She then took her shirt off, exposing her muscle filled back; it was also tan. She sensed him watching her, and turned her head. She smiled, she didn't care that he watched her, he didn't see anything, so what did it matter. Then took out her contacts and jumped in bed. Luckily it was a queen, so she had her own side.
'I sleep in a ball anyway so it doesn't matter.' She thought.
She was so tired that as soon as she hit the pillow she was asleep. Jack came and lied down next to her; he put his hand on her surprisingly hard stomach. Then he blew out the candle.
"Night luv." He said.
'She sure is unique.' He thought before drifting off to sleep.