Jack licked his lips and savored the taste of her. It had been ten minutes since their kiss, and he could still feel her kissing him. His dead heart had been pounding loudly inside of his body, giving him quite a headache. Maureen was sitting next to him, holding his hand (quite tightly), smiling as though God himself had come down and told her she was perfect. An unfamiliar feeling ran through him, sending tingles down to his toes. An announcement startled them, ringing loudly throughout the aircraft.

"Attention passengers, we will be arriving at our destination in roughly ten minutes. Thank you for joining us on Midwest airlines, and we hoped you enjoyed your flight."

Jack looked over at Maureen. He grinned in the same manner that he had when he had seen the gold. "Where are you staying?" She didn't look at him. Her gaze had strayed out to the ocean, watching the lights of a huge cruise liner as they flew over it. Her smile faded, and her head turned towards him, dark eyes studying him carefully. His grin slid off his face. Anger flashed in his eyes for a split second, and then they softened. "Don't worry. I'm on vacation." A sigh of relief, and she was looking out the window again.

"The Marriott." Maureen spoke softly, almost a whisper.

"Excuse me?" Jack's mouth tightened in confusion.

"I'm staying at the Marriott, in town." Maureen smirked at her window.

"Oh. Me too." Jack grinned again. Heat coursed through his rotting veins as he murmured his suite number. Something akin to joy flooded through him when he found she was staying one room over. He looked at her and raised his hand to her throat to toy with a curl of her hair. "It'll be fun, Epps. Don't worry…" A husky chuckle escaped his throat as he drew back and shut his eyes.

THE END

A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Um… I might do a sequel, where things get a little hotter and a little heavier, but I don't know. Help me decide.