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He watched her from the crack in the door to his quarters. Her hair was blowing back in the gentle sea breeze as she clung to side of the ship. She still wore the dress he'd given her. By then, it probably smelled of rotting fish and seaweed. But that seemed to be the least of her problems. The tension in the nape of her neck and back told him that he'd done something seriously wrong. The way her brow furrowed told him she was in deep thought. But what about? He dare not approach her. Not after what happened last night. Still, he wondered what she was thinking.
His door squeaked behind her, but didn't turn to look. Had he been watching her the entire time? Even as she muttered to herself in the much early morning hours, pacing the ship like a raving idiot. And cursing herself for ever getting herself involved in the mess that she did. And now she was going to die, so what was the point. Unless. Unless if the captain had truly fallen for her. Then maybe she would get to see Will again. She'd never said aloud, but she loved Will. And that bond could never be broken with..just a kiss. Could it? She struggled with her feelings. That kiss was something she'd never felt before and probably something she would never feel again. She brought her hand to her rose pink lips. The memory of the midnight kiss still remained. Running her hands along the perimeter of them, she wished she could relive it. And that time she would kiss him back. Everything would disappear as he carried her to his room and...that was where the vision ended. She had that image several times earlier, every time it got stronger. The door squeaked again and then approaching footsteps. A cold hand appeared on her shoulder.
"What are you lookin' at? Ya seem so intent. I should think that ya'd be lost in your thoughts, there, little missy." His voice was raspy at her ear.
"Good morning, Captain," she bobbed her head as he removed his hand and stood next to her, mimicking her poise.
"Yes, it does seem to be a good day, doesn't it?" he turned his head to her. She didn't meet his gaze. 'Exactly like Rachel,' was all he could think as he ran his eyes along her curves.
"It is, indeed. It was a beautiful night too. The smell of the sea was gentler, and the sky was beautiful. Filled with stars. Did you see it?" getting into her speech, she swung her head in his direction. Her face went completely red when she saw what she had done. His eyes sent a sad stare at her and yet a loving one. She turned her face back to the sea. "Are we nearly there?" she changed the subject quickly.
"Aye, I did see it."
"See what?" she faked stupidity.
"The stars. Only they were in your eyes," he waited for a response.
"What?" she was breathless. "What did you say?" she turned her eyes on him once more.
"Your eyes sparkle like stars, my dear," he brushed the side of her face with the tips of his fingers.
"Can I ask you something?" she gulped.
"Go right ahead."
"Have you ever done something you done something you know you might regret later?" her coffee brown eyes met his.
"Many a time," he said evenly.
Her arms went around his thick neck and she her lips landed on his.
Ok, so, there you have it folks. The beginning of one strange love story. Will update as soon as I can. Please R&R as you will.
Disclaimer: no characters are mine!
He watched her from the crack in the door to his quarters. Her hair was blowing back in the gentle sea breeze as she clung to side of the ship. She still wore the dress he'd given her. By then, it probably smelled of rotting fish and seaweed. But that seemed to be the least of her problems. The tension in the nape of her neck and back told him that he'd done something seriously wrong. The way her brow furrowed told him she was in deep thought. But what about? He dare not approach her. Not after what happened last night. Still, he wondered what she was thinking.
His door squeaked behind her, but didn't turn to look. Had he been watching her the entire time? Even as she muttered to herself in the much early morning hours, pacing the ship like a raving idiot. And cursing herself for ever getting herself involved in the mess that she did. And now she was going to die, so what was the point. Unless. Unless if the captain had truly fallen for her. Then maybe she would get to see Will again. She'd never said aloud, but she loved Will. And that bond could never be broken with..just a kiss. Could it? She struggled with her feelings. That kiss was something she'd never felt before and probably something she would never feel again. She brought her hand to her rose pink lips. The memory of the midnight kiss still remained. Running her hands along the perimeter of them, she wished she could relive it. And that time she would kiss him back. Everything would disappear as he carried her to his room and...that was where the vision ended. She had that image several times earlier, every time it got stronger. The door squeaked again and then approaching footsteps. A cold hand appeared on her shoulder.
"What are you lookin' at? Ya seem so intent. I should think that ya'd be lost in your thoughts, there, little missy." His voice was raspy at her ear.
"Good morning, Captain," she bobbed her head as he removed his hand and stood next to her, mimicking her poise.
"Yes, it does seem to be a good day, doesn't it?" he turned his head to her. She didn't meet his gaze. 'Exactly like Rachel,' was all he could think as he ran his eyes along her curves.
"It is, indeed. It was a beautiful night too. The smell of the sea was gentler, and the sky was beautiful. Filled with stars. Did you see it?" getting into her speech, she swung her head in his direction. Her face went completely red when she saw what she had done. His eyes sent a sad stare at her and yet a loving one. She turned her face back to the sea. "Are we nearly there?" she changed the subject quickly.
"Aye, I did see it."
"See what?" she faked stupidity.
"The stars. Only they were in your eyes," he waited for a response.
"What?" she was breathless. "What did you say?" she turned her eyes on him once more.
"Your eyes sparkle like stars, my dear," he brushed the side of her face with the tips of his fingers.
"Can I ask you something?" she gulped.
"Go right ahead."
"Have you ever done something you done something you know you might regret later?" her coffee brown eyes met his.
"Many a time," he said evenly.
Her arms went around his thick neck and she her lips landed on his.
Ok, so, there you have it folks. The beginning of one strange love story. Will update as soon as I can. Please R&R as you will.