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Chapter 6- Morning Blues
It was Gibbs who suggested they return to The Black Pearl after Paris' dancing mixed with one too many drinks had brought her closer and closer to the floor, her only support being Jack's arm. Giggling as she tripped over own feet as they made their way along the pier, Paris slurred, "You know, I had the best time tonight!"
As they stepped onto the deck of The Pearl, Gibbs exchanged a subtle glance with Jack before giving a quick goodnight wave to Paris, who pulled a sad face asking, "Oh! Gibbs, why leave so soon?"
Chuckling, he disappeared through the doorway as Paris continued to wave at the spot he had been standing with her eyes half closed. With the help of Jack, she managed to make her way to his cabin. "Ye, darlin', need to learn when to say no," Jack said dropping her down into his chair.
"Me?" Paris scoffed, wobbling as she stood back up, "Mr Sparrow, you had just as much as I did!"
"Aye," Jack agreed, "But unlike you young missy, I can hold me own."
With one hand leaning against his desk for support, Paris pulled a face. Gesturing wildly with her arms in a near perfect imitation of Jack, she asked him, "So is this how the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow always walks and talks even when he hasn't been drinking?"
Frowning in response, Jack replied, "That's not very nice, love."
Giggling, Paris put her thumb and forefinger under his chin. "Oh, did I hurt the poor Captain's feelings?"
Although his dark eyes were narrowed, it took only this small gesture to reawaken his mischievous side and he subtly slipped a hand onto her waist. Paris fell silent as she studied Jack's handsomely tanned face, her hand still resting on his chin. Her head felt heavy, and she wondered why there appeared to be two Jack's gazing down at her intently instead of one.
Paris only vaguely felt Jack's hand on her side as she was drawn closer to him. Twirling a slender finger around the two braids that hung down from his chin, Paris pulled Jack's face down to hers. Their lips met, and suddenly she was kissing him. As his mouth moved against hers, Paris couldn't decide if this is what she wanted. Her head was pounding furiously, but she breathed in the scent of the ocean and rum all over Jack anyway.
Placing her fingers on the front of his shirt as their tongues entangled, Paris began to unbutton Jack's shirt. The bangles on her wrists jingled as she ran her hands over his tanned, smooth chest. Without breaking apart from the kiss, Paris walked Jack backwards, pushing him down onto his bed. As she followed after, she could feel Jack's hands all over her body, but as her head continued to pound, it felt surreal.
His fingers played with the ties at the front of her dress, and Paris felt it loosen around her shoulders. Sighing in contentment as his lips brushed her neck, she suddenly felt exhausted. Her eyes refused to open and she rolled off him, allowing tiredness brought on by the rum to consume her.
Her head throbbed painfully as Paris attempted to open her eyes. After one attempt, she gave up, deciding that she was quite comfortable and warm where she was. While she regained her consciousness, the presence of someone near her finally registered. The feeling in her body came back with ferocity, and Paris was horrified to find her hand resting on Jack's chest, and she could feel his heart beating slowly as he slept.
Bolting up into a sitting position, Paris stared wide eyed at his sleeping form. It did not take long for her brash action to waken him. Jack stirred, opening one chocolate eye to peer at her. "You!" Paris managed to stumble out, pointing an accusing finger down at him.
At this, Jack opened his other eye and to Paris relief, seemed to finally acknowledge the situation. Sitting up, he stared at her and then down at his bed as if seeing it for the first time. "It was great, love," Jack told her enthusiastically, before a hand came across his cheek.
Paris' hazel eyes narrowed dangerously at him. "You remember it!" she asked, her voice shrill.
Rubbing his cheek, Jack admitted, "Not like I'd hoped."
"Joke if you will, Mr Sparrow," Paris growled as she climbed over his legs and out of the bed, "But you need to learn respect for women."
Brushing out creases in her emerald dress and redoing the tie that held it together, Paris ran a hand over her dark hair. Jack had learned within a week of being around her, that that was a habit that showed she was nervous. "I can't believe I let this happen," she mumbled angrily to herself, before turning on her heels and leaving the Pirate Captain on his bed.
As she stormed past the crew on deck, Paris saw the young man she had met during the storm , Pierre she had learnt his name to be, flash a quick smile at her. Returning a small smile back, she disappeared into the galley, intent on forgetting Jack for the moment. Martinez eyed her suspiciously as she entered. "Ye alrigh' Paris?" he asked her with concern.
"Of course," she replied too quickly to sound believable even to her own ears.
"Ye sure don' look alrigh'." After a thoughtful pause, Martinez said with regret, "It was Jack wasn' it? I warned 'im when ye came on board no' to 'arm ye."
Putting down a saucepan, he appeared as though he was going to go rushing up on deck and have it out with his Captain. "Martinez," Paris shook her head, "I'm partly to blame. You told me not to go into Tortuga."
Sighing, she sat down on an old wooden chair and stared down at the floor thoughtfully. 'I just need to remember what happened'
A creak on the floorboards indicated the arrival of another person in the galley. Thinking it might be Jack, Paris kept her eyes downcast, her hair shielding her face from view. "Ah, 'ullo there Pierre," Martinez said, "It's not of'en I see ye face round 'er."
Glancing up, Paris caught Pierre's blue eyes on her. "Aye," he answered Martinez with a smile, "But unfortunately I won't be stayin' for too long. I've come to request the company of the young lady who always seems to be hidden away down 'ere."
Paris felt her cheeks turn warm as his sparkling blue eyes studied her hazel ones. Returning his warm smile, she told him regretfully, "I'm afraid I wouldn't be much company at the moment." 'Thanks to Mr Sparrow'
Pierre looked downcast at her words, but said, "I beg to differ. Any moment spent with you would be the most memorable company of all."
Martinez turned his back on his fellow crewmember, his eyes twinkling in silent laughter as he winked at Paris. "It'd be for the best, dear," he told her in a fatherly manner, "Get things off ye mind."
Nodding, Paris shyly agreed to go with Pierre as he offered her his arm. "Ye don' mind heights do ye?" he asked her as they walked out onto the deck. Paris shook her head no as he gestured up towards the Crows Nest. "I'm supposed to be the Lookout today. You'll join me?"
His warm eyes sparkled, and his handsome face was lit up with an equally warm smile. After a quick evaluation of him, Paris decided that he definitely wasn't like his Captain.
Nodding eagerly, she said, "I'd love to."
There was limited space to move in the Crow's Nest, so Paris wrapped her arms around her knees, pulling her legs to her chest. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" Pierre said gazing out towards the ocean.
Paris couldn't help but agree as the water shimmered in the afternoon sunlight, displaying an array of swirling colours. "So tell me," he said, with a handsome smile regaining her attention. "How have you enjoyed ye time on the Pearl?"
"It's been unusual," she admitted, "I never expected anything like this would happen to me. But I guess with Jack, anything's possible."
Pierre laughed, sending butterflies flying in her stomach. Pushing back hair from her face, Paris smiled nervously. "I see you've worked the Captain out quite quickly," he commented, "This is my second month as part of the crew and I'm still trying to figure 'im out."
"Perhaps it has something to do with my being a woman?" Paris quipped and Pierre let out another soft laugh. As his blue eyes melted into hers he said, "Aye, Jack and beautiful women seem to go hand in hand."
Pretending to inspect the skirts of her emerald dress, Paris blushed deeply. Sensing her awkwardness, Pierre began telling her of his life before joining Jack's crew and asking about her own. Relaxing as she immersed herself in deep conversation while the warm sun caressed her skin, Paris hardly noticed when the final rays of light had all but dissolved.
It was the cool breeze off the water that awoke her senses and a familiar voice from the deck calling her name. Sighing, Paris apologised to Pierre and thanking him for a wonderful day, swung her legs over the walls of the Crow's Nest and made her way down.
Placing her hands on her hips, Paris looked to where Jack was standing with his back to her. "You called?" she said.
Startled, Jack swung round where he stood, sending the beads in his hair jingling. "Where 'ave ye been?" he asked her suspiciously, looking her up and downto inspect her.
Jabbing her thumb up in the direction of the Crow's Nest, Paris told him with a shrug, "I was with Pierre."
Jack's kohl-lined eyes opened in surprise. "I see," he replied thoughtfully, stroking his beard. Paris frowned. 'Surely he didn't call me down just to check up on me'
"The Pirate's Code doesn't tell me who I can spend time with, does it?" she asked sarcastically, still angry with him about the night before.
"Nay," he said with regret. Holding up a finger, Jack continued, "But it does say ye 'ave to follow Captain's orders. Shall we?"
Although he offered her his arm, Paris picked up her skirts and sauntered into his cabin ahead of him. Grimacing, Jack followed after. "This Pierre," he began with his usual wave of his hands, "What's he like?"
Paris tilted her head, intrigued. "You don't even know your own crew members?" After a frown from Jack, she held up her hands in defeat. "He's nice."
"Nice?" Jack repeated, scrunching up his nose as though there was a bad smell around.
"Well he's not like you, if that's what your wondering," she answered coldly, the memory of Tortuga reawakening her previous fury. "Pierre knows how to treat a woman."
Looking quite disheartened at her comment, Jack walked over to his bed and flopped down onto it. Feeling slightly guilty, Paris made her way over to his bed and knelt on the floor, leaning her elbows on his soft mattress. "I'm sorry, Jack," she said softly, "I didn't mean it like that. Just after last night-"
Jack turned his head to look at her, his dark, chocolate eyes surprisingly soft. "Do ye remember it?" he asked as a mischievous spark re-entered his grin. 'She knew it had been too good to be true.'
Paris inspected his covers. "No," she lied. Throughout her time spent with Pierre, flashbacks of her night with Jack had run constantly through her mind, although she wished they hadn't. The feel of Jack so close to her had felt surprisingly nice, but she would never admit that to herself or to him.
"Ye do remember last nigh'!" Jack said triumphantly, his callused hand moved to make Paris look him in the eye, but she pushed it away. Crawling backwards to the single sheet on the floor, she twisted her head around to give him a reluctant cheeky, knowing smile. "Goodnight, Mr Sparrow," she said before lying down even though it was much too early to sleep.
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