Chapter ten is up and running! Sorry it took so long, I got kicked off the computer for a week! So anyway, Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own anybody in this story except for Samuel and Aria, blah blah blah...

Chapter 10

Aria and Samuel sat next to each other at supper, with Jack and Anamaria across from them. Jack was

whispering in her ear, and whatever he was saying was making her blush furiously. Still the old charmer, t

hought Aria as she watched them. Suddenly she felt something bump against her thigh. She ignored it and

continued eating. She looked up at Samuel who was listening to Mr. Gibbs next to him. Suddenly she felt

something rest on her thigh and she realized that it was Samuel's hand. She brushed it off, only to have it r

eturn two seconds later. She took a sharp breath as he began to make circles with his fingers in the folds of

her dress. She blushed furiously as his hand moved higher up her leg. Jack accidentally dropped the cork to

his rum under the table and went to retrieve it. He got down on his knees and saw that the cork had landed

an inch away from Aria's foot. He saw something out of the corner of his eye on her lap. Looking closer he

realized it was Samuel's hand! He went to stand up quickly, not realizing that he was still under the table and

his head hit the table with a loud, sickening thud. Samuel quickly dropped his hand from Aria's lap.

"Bloody Hell!" he cursed as he climbed out from under the table rubbing his head. Everyone stared at him.

"Wut are ye lookin' at? I went to get me rum cork that fell on the floor!" he said grumpily, still rubbing his

head. Everyone went back to talking and Jack locked eyes with Samuel in a glare. As everyone slowly

finished eating, Jack and Anamaria got up from the table and went to Jack's cabin. Aria and Samuel were left

alone in the galley.

"I think Jack caught us." said Samuel, trying to keep from laughing. Aria smiled.

"Well you should learn to keep your hands to yourself, especially when Jack's around." she scolded

mockingly.

"Sorry. I couldn't help meself." He said starting up again.

"I think we'd better not do this when Jack's around anymore." she said.

"Fine, if we must." he said, sighing. She laughed. Then she quickly stood up and came over and sat in his l

ap. "I only said when he's around." she said coyly. They kissed quickly before he stated,

"I like it when your not mad at me." They got up and brought their dishes over to a barrel filled with soapy

water. They said their goodnights and returned to their cabins.

The next day, Samuel walked out of his cabin, slipping a bag of gold in his pocket. Jack was having a

poker game (Black Jack!) in his cabin and the gold had been burning a hole in Samuel's pocket. He walked up

a set of stairs, past the galley, past another set of cabins. As he walked past the last cabin, two hands

reached out and covering his mouth, pulled him in the room. He turned to see it was none other than Aria,

who closed the door as she placed a seductive kiss upon his lips. He put his hands around her waist,

returning the kiss. She snaked her fingers through his hair and pulled him towards her as she moved

backwards. They ran into the desk and he lifted her up setting her gently on the desk. After about ten

minutes, Aria came up for a breath. While he planted kisses on her neck she said,

"I wanted to tell you that I love you, and I want you to come to my room tonight after you see my Father go to his cabin."

"I'll be there." he replied, as their lips reconnected for a second time. After a while she got up from the table

and walked out the door, leaving Samuel wanting more. Samuel eventually regained consiousness and

walked up to the deck. The crew was waiting, and Jack cried,

" Come on, Samuel! Where ya bin? Ready to lose ta old Jack?" He said laughing. The crew, later joined by

Aria, played for the main part of the day, until a crewmember assigned to sit in the crow's nest called out,

"COMIN' UP ON ISLA DE MUERTA CAP'N!!!" Instantly the poker game ended. Jack ran to his cabin, Aria

to hers, Samuel ran to the gun barrel, grabbing a pistol. He placed the pistol at his waist and ran to the deck.

He climbed to the crow's nest, and layed his eyes on the island for the first time.

There it is! I hope you like it!R&R, please!