Dinner that evening was a grand affair. Jill borrowed one of Elizabeth's fancier dresses and joined the Turner family, and Jack, for a lavish meal. The conversation remained light and friendly and the dinner was one of the best Jill had ever had. Jack sat across from her, surprisingly cleaned up for the occasion, well as cleaned up as a pirate could be. Every one in a while Jill could feel the toe of Jack's boot touch the toe of her own, borrowed shoe, sending a white hot poker up through Jill's leg and rocketing up her spine.
The evening would down slowly as Jack and Will departed to the deck out back for some drinks and Jill accompanied Elizabeth upstairs to put the twins to bed. Jill then excused herself to the room Elizabeth had deemed her for the stay.
It wasn't long after she lit the lamp that there was a swift knock on her door.
"Come in," Jill said as she fought her way out of the dress she was wearing.
The door slowly creaked open and Jack slid in, closing the door behind him. Jill was still in the throws of pulling the large dress off and jumped under Jack's rough hands. She stopped pulling the dress over her head and Jack's hands on her waist pressured her hips back into his.
"Have a nice day?" he whispered in her ear.
"Yes, very. I like the Turners."
"The day isn't over yet, love."
Jack spun Jill around and planted her lips on hers, pushing her back toward the bed. Her knees hit the mattress and buckled. Jack fell on top of her and swiftly had the dress on the floor.
"Jack, wait," Jill protested, against her heart, which was screaming for her to continue.
"What?"
"We need to talk, Jack."
"Talk?"
"I can't marry you."
"What?"
"You're a pirate. IT would never work. You know that and I know that."
"Aren't you happy on the Pearl?"
"Yes, very much so. But think about that Jack. Would you be happy with me on board every moment of everyday?"
"Jill, I love you as much as I love the Pearl. Having both of you together would make me the happiest man in the world."
Jill smiled. "There's less pirate in you than you think, Jack Sparrow."
"Don't go spreading that around, love," he said, smiling as he lowered himself back on top of Jill.