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Heather blushed bright red and Jack laughed wholeheartedly. He stood and helped her to her feet. Bowing before her he left to go to his own room, Jack sauntered out. Heather watched him leave and caught herself ogling his rear end. She turned pink again and looked away.
"He is a fine looking man, is he not Mel?" whispered Beth in her ear.
"Umm yes I suppose," she said, stifling a blush.
Morning soon pushed its way into the sky. Heather slept softly in her bed. A soft knock pulled her from her dreams. She rubbed her eyes and heard a louder knock.
"Come in," she called, pulling a sheet around her.
"Good morning to ye lass. I thought I might come tell ya we be ready to ship out. I have taken the liberty of packing ye some clothes suited for a ship. I will wait for ye in the kitchen," said Jack opening the door and closing it as he left again.
Heather quickly dressed in a simple dress and brushed her hair. She took her purse of coins from its hiding place and tucked it into her corset. She braided her hair and coiled it on top of her head. She covered it with a bonnet and than walked to the kitchen.
As she neared the kitchen she heard a deep-throated laughter. She felt her heart beat faster at seeing the handsome pirate again. Stopping outside the kitchen she composed herself and walked in. The men immediately stood up and bowed. She saw the sparkle in Jack's eyes and couldn't resist a smile. He was a mysterious man full of plenty of joy and laughter, yet could be serious at the drop of a hat.
"Well Miss, grab ye some breakfast and fill up," said Jack plopping in his chair again.
Heather sat down and a servant set a hearty plate before her. She gasped at all the food and looked at Jack. He chuckled and leaned close to her.
"Your too skinny. Ye need nourishment for a long voyage. Eat up. What ye don't eat I will finish, Savv?" he whispered before sitting back.
Heather, to Jack's surprise, ate the whole plate. She let out a small burp and he chuckled when she gasped and covered her mouth. She turned and smiled at him as the maid cleared her plate.
"Well you surprise me. Most ladies eat like birds. But you lass are not an ordinary lady. You are a lady with pirate in yer blood," laughed Jack, pulling her to her feet.
"Why thankyou Captain," she said, smiling.
"Now there be none of that formality with me. I be Jack to you," he said as they left the house.
Heather walked quietly beside him, listening to him as he told tails of his life and adventures. As they neared the docks, several seedy looking characters stepped in front and behind them. Heather gasped and clutched Jack's right arm. She saw him grin evilly and draw his sword in his left arm.
"What may I ask do you want?" he said slowly, wrapping his right arm around Heather.
"We be wantin this little lady. She is a pretty one. Can do much better than you," snickered one man.
"Ye lay one hand on this lass and yer hide will be swingin from me mast," said Jack, pulling her closer against his chest.
"Than we will just take her," hissed one man, rushing them.
Heather found herself pulled with Jack as he swung his sword at the man. He deposited her against the nearby wall and jumped them. Heather watched in awe as Jack wiped the floor with the men. She smiled as he chased them down the sidewalk a few feet before stopping. He turned and gave her the biggest smile and bowed low with his hat.
"You were amazing Jack," she said as he offered her his arm and she took it.
"Why thank ye lass," he said as they continued walking and finally came to the ship.
He left her standing on the dock near the Black Pearl while he went to check on things. She again caught herself ogling his rear end and turned away to look at the ocean. She clutched a pendant at her neck and walked down to the nearby beach.
"Oh mother, I wish you were here. It would be easier if Tom heard it from you," she whispered as she stared out at the water.
"Miss we are ready to leave," said a voice behind her.
"Yes thank you," she said taking the hand the man offered.
Heather was led up the plank and onto the boat. She was left by the mast to watch the crew set sail. She looked up to the aft deck where the wheel was. She shielded her eyes against the sun and gasped. There stood Jack in all his glory yelling orders to the crew. He was as handsome as ever as she watched him steer away from dock. He seemed to sense her and turned a bright smile towards her. She waved to him and he nodded his head before turning his attention to steering.
The day soon turned to evening. Heather sat in her own cabin brushing her hair. She had found the clothes Jack had brought for her and smiled. She set the brush down and stepped from her dress and undergarments. She pulled on the pair of breeches and shirt. She smelled the scent of the ocean and rum on the shirt and realized it was one of Jack's. She tucked it in and slipped into her slipper shoes. She again sat down to braid her hair into a long braid.
"Come in," she said when a knock came at the door.
"Miss Heather. The Captain has requested yer presence at the dinner table," said a pirate softly, his hat in his hands.
"Thank you Gibbs," she said following him from the room and to Jack's own cabin.
"Capn, the lady be here," said Gibbs knocking and opening the door.
"Come in, love," came a voice inside.
Heather entered and closed the door behind her. She saw Jack standing near a window looking out at the ocean. She saw he was dressed in only a white shirt and breeches like hers and smiled softly. She let her eyes take in the beauty that was him. She saw the lines of his well-toned back under the shirt and moved to his waist. As always her eyes landed on his rear end now emphasized by his leather pirate breeches. She turned away to study the room as he turned.
"Yer even pretty dressed up in mens clothing. Come sit and eat love," he said, leading her to a chair.
Please R/R if you want me to continue.
Heather blushed bright red and Jack laughed wholeheartedly. He stood and helped her to her feet. Bowing before her he left to go to his own room, Jack sauntered out. Heather watched him leave and caught herself ogling his rear end. She turned pink again and looked away.
"He is a fine looking man, is he not Mel?" whispered Beth in her ear.
"Umm yes I suppose," she said, stifling a blush.
Morning soon pushed its way into the sky. Heather slept softly in her bed. A soft knock pulled her from her dreams. She rubbed her eyes and heard a louder knock.
"Come in," she called, pulling a sheet around her.
"Good morning to ye lass. I thought I might come tell ya we be ready to ship out. I have taken the liberty of packing ye some clothes suited for a ship. I will wait for ye in the kitchen," said Jack opening the door and closing it as he left again.
Heather quickly dressed in a simple dress and brushed her hair. She took her purse of coins from its hiding place and tucked it into her corset. She braided her hair and coiled it on top of her head. She covered it with a bonnet and than walked to the kitchen.
As she neared the kitchen she heard a deep-throated laughter. She felt her heart beat faster at seeing the handsome pirate again. Stopping outside the kitchen she composed herself and walked in. The men immediately stood up and bowed. She saw the sparkle in Jack's eyes and couldn't resist a smile. He was a mysterious man full of plenty of joy and laughter, yet could be serious at the drop of a hat.
"Well Miss, grab ye some breakfast and fill up," said Jack plopping in his chair again.
Heather sat down and a servant set a hearty plate before her. She gasped at all the food and looked at Jack. He chuckled and leaned close to her.
"Your too skinny. Ye need nourishment for a long voyage. Eat up. What ye don't eat I will finish, Savv?" he whispered before sitting back.
Heather, to Jack's surprise, ate the whole plate. She let out a small burp and he chuckled when she gasped and covered her mouth. She turned and smiled at him as the maid cleared her plate.
"Well you surprise me. Most ladies eat like birds. But you lass are not an ordinary lady. You are a lady with pirate in yer blood," laughed Jack, pulling her to her feet.
"Why thankyou Captain," she said, smiling.
"Now there be none of that formality with me. I be Jack to you," he said as they left the house.
Heather walked quietly beside him, listening to him as he told tails of his life and adventures. As they neared the docks, several seedy looking characters stepped in front and behind them. Heather gasped and clutched Jack's right arm. She saw him grin evilly and draw his sword in his left arm.
"What may I ask do you want?" he said slowly, wrapping his right arm around Heather.
"We be wantin this little lady. She is a pretty one. Can do much better than you," snickered one man.
"Ye lay one hand on this lass and yer hide will be swingin from me mast," said Jack, pulling her closer against his chest.
"Than we will just take her," hissed one man, rushing them.
Heather found herself pulled with Jack as he swung his sword at the man. He deposited her against the nearby wall and jumped them. Heather watched in awe as Jack wiped the floor with the men. She smiled as he chased them down the sidewalk a few feet before stopping. He turned and gave her the biggest smile and bowed low with his hat.
"You were amazing Jack," she said as he offered her his arm and she took it.
"Why thank ye lass," he said as they continued walking and finally came to the ship.
He left her standing on the dock near the Black Pearl while he went to check on things. She again caught herself ogling his rear end and turned away to look at the ocean. She clutched a pendant at her neck and walked down to the nearby beach.
"Oh mother, I wish you were here. It would be easier if Tom heard it from you," she whispered as she stared out at the water.
"Miss we are ready to leave," said a voice behind her.
"Yes thank you," she said taking the hand the man offered.
Heather was led up the plank and onto the boat. She was left by the mast to watch the crew set sail. She looked up to the aft deck where the wheel was. She shielded her eyes against the sun and gasped. There stood Jack in all his glory yelling orders to the crew. He was as handsome as ever as she watched him steer away from dock. He seemed to sense her and turned a bright smile towards her. She waved to him and he nodded his head before turning his attention to steering.
The day soon turned to evening. Heather sat in her own cabin brushing her hair. She had found the clothes Jack had brought for her and smiled. She set the brush down and stepped from her dress and undergarments. She pulled on the pair of breeches and shirt. She smelled the scent of the ocean and rum on the shirt and realized it was one of Jack's. She tucked it in and slipped into her slipper shoes. She again sat down to braid her hair into a long braid.
"Come in," she said when a knock came at the door.
"Miss Heather. The Captain has requested yer presence at the dinner table," said a pirate softly, his hat in his hands.
"Thank you Gibbs," she said following him from the room and to Jack's own cabin.
"Capn, the lady be here," said Gibbs knocking and opening the door.
"Come in, love," came a voice inside.
Heather entered and closed the door behind her. She saw Jack standing near a window looking out at the ocean. She saw he was dressed in only a white shirt and breeches like hers and smiled softly. She let her eyes take in the beauty that was him. She saw the lines of his well-toned back under the shirt and moved to his waist. As always her eyes landed on his rear end now emphasized by his leather pirate breeches. She turned away to study the room as he turned.
"Yer even pretty dressed up in mens clothing. Come sit and eat love," he said, leading her to a chair.
Please R/R if you want me to continue.