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November 19th, 2009 – St. Thomas Island, Caribbean

As the plane descended toward the small island, Elizabeth leaned to the window in their first-class compartment and marveled over the clarity of the beautiful turquoise water.

"Oh, my goodness," she exclaimed, pointing out the window.

Jack leaned over her to see what she was pointing to.

Just below them, was a beach filled with people. It appeared that they would land right on top of them and seconds later, they touched down on the runway.

"We need to go stand there," Jack stated, leaning back into his seat.

"I don't know. It looks scary."

Jack pulled her against him, "I'll protect you, Baby."

Laughing, the couple began putting their items back into their bags in preparation to disembark the plane.

As the taxi turned onto the road that would lead them to their private villa, the beach came into view.

"Oh, Jack. It's just gorgeous." Elizabeth exclaimed, pulling his hand onto her lap.

Leaning toward her for a better view, Jack could see the turquoise water gently brushing along the beige sand.

…..

The taxi driver turned into the driveway of a luxurious white villa that was nestled into the beach. As Jack and Elizabeth stepped out of the taxi, she noticed a silver 2009 MNW 128i convertible was sitting next to the house.

"Someone here?" She asked Jack, pointing toward the car.

"Oh, no. That's ours. It came with the villa rental."

"Wow, a convertible?"

"Well, a rental car was included, I paid for an upgrade." Jack grinned.

Smiling and looking back toward the car, Elizabeth nodded, "That looks like fun."

With their suitcases and bags unloaded, the driver assisted Jack in carrying them into the house. After tipping him and closing the door, the couple took their first steps and looks into the gorgeous house where they would be spending the next six days.

Vaulted ceilings with exposed white beams, white walls, washed grey wall accents, beige and rust colored ceramic floor tiles, and white pillars were just the start to this beautiful home. An entire wall of windows looked over the ocean as well as the side yard. The kitchen area featured an island with a black granite countertop, white appliances, and a beige and rust tile backsplash.

Walking up to the long wall of windows, Jack inspected it as if he was looking for something.

"What are you doing?" Elizabeth asked, standing at the windows and looking at the view.

Hearing a click, she turned toward Jack to see him pushing the large six-foot-wide glass panel open. Starting in the middle of the wall, Jack proceeded to push the panels toward the left, each one moving as he reached it, until half the section had been opened up to the outside patio. Returning to the center, he began to push the remaining windows to the opposite wall.

"Jack, this is amazing," she said, stepping out to the patio.

The tile from inside continued across the patio and around the small private pool. With a roof covering the dine-out patio, shade was provided all day to the table and chairs as well as the sitting area just outside the dining room.

Jack took her hand as the two walked out toward the pool. The area included a hot tub, lounge chairs, and a breathtaking view of the ocean with their own beach access. As they stood at the edge of the pool deck and looked out toward the horizon, Elizabeth laid her head on Jack's shoulder and he moved his arm around her.

Looking down at his wife, Jack watched her as her eyes slowly scanned the blue water. "Are you tired?"

Elizabeth tipped her head up and nodded.

"Let's go get ready for bed. This jet lag is catching up with me, too."

Agreeing, Elizabeth turned toward the house as Jack walked beside her with his hand on the small of her back.

Setting the cases on the bed that was covered with a silver-grey comforter, Jack opened each one and began moving his clothes into the closet.

A large painting that appeared to be a pink wall and doorway with a large, white arch hung above the king-sized bed. Grey and beige pillows covered the head of the bed and horse lamps flanked either side, sitting on the side tables. Louvers hung on the windows outside, blocking the sun from warming the room. A desk built into a recessed cove in the wall held another small lamp and was paired with a beige and grey armchair. The entire beach facing wall was made of windows and a set of French doors that remained opened, allowed unencumbered flow into the living room area.

Jack laid across the bed as he watched Elizabeth unpack her suitcase into the large closet.

"Still have that little pink and black number?" He asked, a sly smirk across his face.

Elizabeth reached into the case and pulled out the requested item. Holding it up in front of her and tilting it back and forth, she asked, "Oh, you mean this one?"

With his hand in a fist, he placed it at his mouth, biting the knuckle of his first finger.

Elizabeth laughed and threw the negligee at Jack, which landed on his head. Taking the pink lace in his hand, he dragged it down to his face and sucked in a deep breath. Then, finding the top and holding it in front of him, he asked, "Do you think this would make my butt look big?"

"Oh, my gosh, Jack!" She exclaimed, bursting out in laughter.

After moving their empty suitcases into the closet, Jack walked into the huge bathroom and shouted, "Beth, you need to come see this."

"Oh, my gosh. Is that the shower?" She asked as she entered the room.

"Yeah, check this out."

A rain showerhead hung from the tiled back wall. The right wall was also tiled and the left was a large window, with the front being completely opened. A huge four foot by six-foot basin with an eighteen-inch high tiled wall encircled the tiled floor.

"There's no wall or door," Elizabeth stated, stepping into the basin. "This is amazing."

A double vanity, huge mirror with an above lightbar, and vaulted ceiling competed the beautiful bath.

Elizabeth began to leave the room when she heard the water begin to fall in the shower. Turning, she saw Jack with his back facing her, pulling his shirt off. As she leaned in the doorway, she watched as he finished undressing and stepped into the shower.

Letting the warm water wash over him, Jack tilted his head back and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Beth!" Jack called out and turned to find her staring at him. "What are you looking at?" He teased.

"Oh, I don't know. The sexiest cowboy on the planet." She walked toward him, stopping at the sink, leaning her hip on it. "Need something?"

"Yes, I forgot to grab our soap and shampoo. Can you, please?"

"Of course." After digging the needed items from her bag, she returned to Jack who was still standing under the water, letting it pour over his back. "Here, Hon."

Jack reached out for the soap, but grabbed her wrist and pulled her in under the water with him. Screeching, she tried to pull away but was unable to free herself from his grasp.

"Jack Thornton. You got my clothes all wet."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Let me help you out of those wet things."

…..

November 20th, 2009 – La Perla Classic Villa, St. Martin, Caribbean

After their shower and long love making session, Jack and Elizabeth had fallen asleep in each other's arms and remained that way for over ten hours.

Elizabeth opened her eyes and once they adjusted to the light, she rolled to her other side to see Jack was lying on his stomach with one arm hanging off the bed. With her head on the pillow, she watched him as he would occasionally twitch or shift his shoulder.

Rolling off the bed, she moved to the bathroom. After freshening up, throwing on a t-shirt and shorts, brushing her teeth and taking her pill, Elizabeth walked out to the pool deck and sat back into a lounge chair. Listening to the water softly roll in and out on the beach, she closed her eyes as the familiar sounds took her home.

Seeing her sister as a child, running along the water's edge, giggling as the water would roll over her feet. Elizabeth would be running behind her, followed by Viola, as their parents looked on from their chairs.

Elizabeth opened her eyes and let the mid-morning sun wash over her. Scanning the empty beach, she thought she spotted a seashell and proceeded to get up and walk down to the sand.

Realizing it was just a stone, she combed the beach looking for treasures. Returning with her hands full, she saw Jack standing at the top of the retaining wall that edged the pool deck. With his hands tucked in the pockets of his shorts and not wearing a shirt, the sun behind him, his muscular shape was silhouetted against the blue sky.

As she climbed the steps, Jack moved off the wall to stand at the top, smiling as she approached him.

"Good morning," he stated, holding out his hand, "Need some help with those?"

Placing half of her finds in his hand, she stepped up next to him, stretched onto her toes and kissed him. "Good morning."

Looking at the shells in his hand, Jack added, "Looks like you found some good ones."

"Oh, yes. Look at this." As they walked toward the villa, Elizabeth held up a piece of aqua green sea glass.

"What is that?" Jack asked, taking it from her hand and rotating it, inspecting it.

"That's sea glass. My sisters and I would try to find some every time we'd go to a beach. I have a jar somewhere that is full of pieces I've found over the years."

Spreading out the shells and glass across the counter near the kitchen sink, Elizabeth picked up a few shells, rotating each one in her hand.

"That one's pretty," Jack said, looking at Elizabeth. Leaning against the island, he watched her as she inspected a pink and white shell.

"Yes, it is," she replied, turning her head to look at Jack.

Seeing he was looking at her and not the shell, she laid it down and walked to him. Running her hands against his sides and around to his back, she pressed her body against his and he moved his arms around her.

They stood, their foreheads pressed together, and listened to each other's breathing mixed with the sounds from outside.

"Want to take a swim?" Jack finally asked, tipping her chin to bring her lips to his.

"That sounds great, but..." Elizabeth paused.

"But what?"

"I only had two bathing suits to bring and I hate both of them."

"Well, let's go shopping then. I could use a couple new pair of shorts anyway."

"Really?" She asked softly.

"Beth, you just tell me what you want to do and we'll do it." He tipped his head and looked down into her blue eyes.

"Okay, I'd like to go buy a few new bathing suits, and then maybe grab some groceries."

"Then that is what we'll do." Sliding his hand into hers, he started toward the bedroom to change.

…..

As they worked their way through the many racks of bathing suits in every color imaginable, Jack would pick up the occasional piece that caught his eye, holding it up for Elizabeth, most of which she shook her head.

As she looked for her size in a red two-piece, she glanced to Jack who was holding a hanger in his hand with an extremely confused look on his face.

Trying not to laugh, Elizabeth walked over to him. "Something I can help you with, Sweetheart?"

Jack looked to her, then back to the suit. "How does this even work?"

Unable to hold the laughter back any longer, Elizabeth laughed as she watched Jack, holding up the black suit, pulling one strap and then the other, twisting it and turning it, not sure which was the front.

Elizabeth took the suit from Jack's hand and began doing the same, also unable to figure out the puzzle.

"I have no idea how one would even put this on. This is the back and the front must crisscross or something."

Holding the suit in front of herself, the couple began maneuvering the fabric, determined to figure out how the suit worked.

"Oh, I see," Elizabeth stated. "This goes across here, this one here." She pulled the sides and held it in place as the two nodded in agreement. "Good grief, by the time I got this on, it would be dark out and time for bed."

The two laughed as she returned the hanger to the rack and began searching for the perfect bathing suit.

"Whoa," Jack called out from two racks over. Holding up an aqua sequined string bikini with gold O-ring accents and gold straps, and a huge grin on his face, Jack begged, "Please get this one."

Smiling at Jack's expression but looking at the very minimal suit, she shook her head. "Where's the rest of it?"

"That's the point. Please get this one," he pleaded.

"Jack Ashton, I am not wearing that for everyone to see."

Jack walked to her, the suit in hand. "I'm not asking you to wear it for everyone else. I want you to wear it for me," he replied in a low, soft voice. "You can just wear it around our pool, just for me." Still grinning, Jack wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled his face to her ear. "Please, Baby," he whispered.

Taking the suit from his hand and looking it over, she conceded. "Fine. But only for you."

"Yes," he excitedly said under his breath, pumping his arm. "And Beth, you are not wearing this for anyone but me." Winking, he returned to the rack, sliding hangers across the rod, inspecting each suit.

Turning the bikini over in her hand, watching the turquoise sequins sparkle in the artificial light, Elizabeth shook her head and smiled. "It is pretty, but I think they forgot to finish it," she said quietly to herself.

…..

"Which one are you putting on?" Jack called out through the bathroom door. "The sparkly one?"

"I don't know about this Jack."

"Please let me see. Do you have it on?" His ear was pressed to the door, waiting for her reply.

As the door opened, Jack fell forward, catching himself just in time.

"What are you doing, Jack?" Elizabeth asked, laughing as he regained his footing.

Catching his first glimpse of her in the suit he'd picked out, Jack froze, only his eyes moving, scanning the length of her body.

"Well, do you like it?"

With a racing heart and giant lump in his throat, Jack nodded slowly.

"Speechless," Elizabeth responded, smiling, as she walked past him and out the door.

Jack's eyes followed her and as the other side of her body came into view, he straightened and his eyes widened. The only visible fabric on the back was the gold strap holding up her top and a small sparkly triangle, edged in gold and held up by two gold strings, that only covered a fraction of her butt.

"Oh, wait, wait, wait." Running to catch her, he wrapped his arms around her waist, stopping her from continuing outside to the pool. "I think you were right. You shouldn't be wearing that out in public."

"Oh, no. You wanted to get this and you wanted me to wear it. So, I'm wearing it."

Pulling herself from his grip, she stepped out and across the covered patio. As soon as she entered the sunlight, the bathing suit took on a whole new life and glistened like a disco ball.

Running out of the house, across the tiled decking, he grabbed Elizabeth and the two continued into the pool, making a huge splash as they fell together.

Coming up for air, Elizabeth wiped the water from her face. "Why did you do that, Jack Thornton?" Seeing his water covered face and innocent look in his eyes, she began to laugh and moved through the water, wrapping her arms around his neck.

…..

Elizabeth pulled the large, white, soft towel around her as she walked into the kitchen to get them something to drink. Thinking Jack was still lying beside the pool, she opened the refrigerator door and grabbed two bottles of water. Turning around, she jumped and thought her heart had just stopped. Jack was standing just inches from her, a very intense look of desire in his eyes, as if he could swallow her up right now.

Removing the water bottles from her hands, he set them on the island, pulled her towel off, then moved his hands to either side of her neck and pushed her against the fridge.

His lips invaded hers, hot and moist, filled with an extreme wanting and eagerness. With one arm behind her, Jack grabbed her left leg and pulled it up to his side, cradling it just behind her knee. Elizabeth moved her other leg behind him and locked her ankles as he carried her into the next room. Releasing her legs, she was slowly lowered as he continued kissing her.

"Wait here," he said as he walked toward the coffee table where he picked up the TV remote and began searching through the music channels. Finding what he was looking for, he selected it, turned the volume up, laid the remote on the table and returned to Elizabeth.

A John Mayer song began to fill the room as Jack moved his right hand to the small of her back, pulling her to him, and lifted his left hand up, holding hers. With his mouth next to her ear, Jack softly sang the lyrics and they moved across the floor.

"We got the afternoon
You got this room for two
One thing I've left to do
Discover me
Discovering you

One mile to every inch of
Your skin like porcelain
One pair of candy lips and
Your bubblegum tongue

And if you want love
We'll make it
Swim in a deep sea
Of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be a while"

Jack spun Elizabeth out from him, then pulled her back in, spinning her back into his body, continuing to sing each word directly to her.

"Your body is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder, I'll use my hands
Your body is a wonderland

Something 'bout the way the hair falls in your face
I love the shape you take when crawling towards the pillowcase
You tell me where to go and
Though I might leave to find it
I'll never let your head hit the bed
Without my hand behind it"

Keeping their feet moving to the beat and not missing one word, Jack ran his hand along Elizabeth's cheek and into her hair, rubbing his thumb across her ear, then dragged his hand down her neck and arm; constantly touching her bare skin as he sang.

"You want love?
We'll make it
Swim in a deep sea
Of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be a while

Your body is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder, I'll use my hands
Your body is a wonderland
I'll never speak again, again
I'll use my hands

Damn, baby
You frustrate me
I know you're mine, all mine, all mine
But you look so good it hurts sometimes

Your body is a wonderland, I'll never speak again, again
Your body is a wonder, I'll use my hands"

As the song ended, Jack reached behind Elizabeth's neck and untied the strap holding up her bikini top. Letting the straps remain across her shoulders, he untied the back and pulled the small sequined top away from her body and dropped it onto the sofa.

With both heartbeats racing, both minds wanting, and both bodies on fire, Jack grabbed her and lowered her onto the chaise lounge chair.

Elizabeth laid back and watched Jack's eyes scanning her body, along with his hands. Holding the side of her neck, he covered her lips with his, kissing her with soft, tender actions backed by a fiery craving.

Propping himself up with one arm, he ran his other hand along her body, down her ribs to her waist, massaging his fingers into her skin. Moving his hand to her stomach, he pressed his palm against her flesh and slid his hand up to her breast, gently cupping and squeezing it. Lowering his head, he took her other breast in his mouth, rolling her nipple between his teeth and tongue, she lifted herself toward him, wanting more.

With the music still softly playing in the background, Let's Make Love by Tim Mc Graw and Faith Hill began to play.

Baby, I've been drifting away
And dreaming all day
Of holding you, touching you
The only thing I wanna do
Is be with you
As close to you
As I can be

Let's make love
All night long
Until all our strength is gone
Hold on tight
Just let go
I wanna feel you in my soul
Until the sun comes up
Let's make love
Oh, baby

Sitting up, Jack reached to each side of her suit, pulling the strings until the suit bottom came loose. He pulled the sequined bikini as she lifted slightly, and dropped it to the floor. Standing up, Jack slid his shorts off, and as Elizabeth moved her legs apart, he slowly lowered himself over her. Elizabeth ran her hands across his chest and onto his shoulders. His muscles flexed as he kissed her neck, ear, then lips. Elizabeth's fingers tightened against his hardened flesh, squeezing the muscle of his shoulders, as he entered her, moving slowly and purposefully with each thrust.

Do you know what you do to me?
Everything inside of me
Is wanting you and needing you
I'm so in love with you
Look in my eyes
Let's get lost tonight
In each other

Jack continued to move at a slow pace, drawing out the pleasure for both of them, moving his lips from her mouth, down her jaw, to her neck, and back again. His hand sliding along her body, over and over.

Let's make love
All night long
Until all our strength is gone
And hold on tight
Just let go
I wanna feel you in my soul
Until the sun comes up
Let's make love

Bit by bit, Elizabeth moved her hands down Jack's back. Pausing every few inches, feeling the strength and tightness of his muscles as they flexed with each drive into her, digging her fingers into his flesh. She pressed her hips toward him and arched her back, tipping her head and inviting his lips to her neck. Complying, Jack sucked on her soft, warm skin, working his way to her ear.

Let's make love
All night long
Until all our strength is gone
And hold on tight
Just let go
I wanna feel you in my soul
Until the sun comes up
Oh, until the sun comes up
Let's make love
Oh baby, let's make love
All night long
Let's make love

Elizabeth's breathing had grown louder and irregular, as moans began to escape through Jack's lips. Quickening his thrusts, sweat covering their bodies, breaths and moans intermingling, the couple reached a moment of euphoria simultaneously. Tightening her arms around Jack as the explosion moved through her body, she could feel Jack tense even more than he already had been, releasing and relaxing as the moment ended. Jack moved to Elizabeth's side, pulling her to face him, their legs tangled together, holding one another, catching the breaths that had been forced from their lungs.

Remaining that way for several minutes, Jack pushed her hair from her face and asked, "Would you like to go take a nap?"

Elizabeth nodded, and Jack stood, picking her up, and carried her into their bedroom. Under a light sheet, he pulled her in against him, their bodies forming together as one.

…..

Elizabeth woke to find herself alone in the bed. Still naked, she found one of Jack's shirts draped over the chair and picked it up, slipping it over her head.

As she neared the pool, she could see Jack doing laps in the small area, unaware of her presence. Sitting on the edge with her feet dangling in the water, she watched him swim. After a few minutes, he stopped at the edge, with his arms resting on the concrete, he wiped the water from his eyes. Pressing his palms on the decking, he pushed himself up to climb out of the pool, stopping when something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye.

Lowering back into the water and turning, he saw Elizabeth sitting on the edge, smiling.

"Have a good workout?" she asked.

Moving through the water, he pushed himself between her legs, resting his arms on her thighs.

"I did. Did you have a good nap?"

"I did." Elizabeth answered, reaching her hands behind his head, she leaned down and kissed him.

"What do you say we go out to eat tonight?" Jack asked, sliding his hands across her hips.

"That sounds wonderful."

…..

Jack reached for another slice of pizza as Elizabeth took a drink of her Mai Tai. The Yacht Club Bar had been recommended to them by a local and they were glad they had.

"This pizza is amazing," Jack stated, just before taking another large bite of a slice.

"It really is. I'm pretty sure this is the best I've had," she stated, setting her drink down.

The couple ate as they made plans for the following day. Deciding to finally explore the island, they would go to the beach their plane had flown over, check into snorkeling, and possibly make a reservation for a sunset cruise on a catamaran.

Someone began to play a song on the grand piano that sat near the balcony and Jack stood, walking to Elizabeth's side of the table.

Holding his hand out, he asked, "May I?"

"You may," she answered, placing her hand in his.

The couple slowly swayed back and forth, joined by a few other couples although Jack and Elizabeth hadn't noticed. Jack's lips explored her neck, very slowly moving up to just below her ear. Elizabeth tilted her head toward him and Jack moved to her mouth, slipping his tongue through her parted lips. Neither realizing they had stopped dancing, Jack took her face in his hands and deepened his kiss, their tongues invading each other's mouths.

As he pulled his head back to take a breath, his eyes fixed on hers, they remembered where they were and both looked around, embarrassment warming their cheeks. Seeing that no one was even watching them, Jack returned his eyes to hers and his lips to their home.

Pulling back, Elizabeth moved her mouth to his ear, "Let's go home."

Looking down at her, he smiled and nodded. Taking her hand, he led her back to the table where she picked up her purse and he picked up the check.

As they drove down the road with the top down, the wind blowing in their hair, Elizabeth moved her hand to his inner thigh and squeezed. Feeling the car accelerate, she looked at Jack who had glanced at her, wiggling his eyebrows.

Jack opened the door and stepped to the side, allowing Elizabeth to enter first. As he stepped inside, he slid his hand down her arm into her hand and held it as he closed and locked the door. Turning her to face him, he pressed her against the wall and firmly pressed his body to hers. Elizabeth could feel that Jack was ready and so was she.

Snatching at each other's clothes, they were quickly undressed as Jack pressed her against the wall once more. Grabbing her legs and pulling them to his sides, Jack entered her immediately then stopped and held her for a brief moment, regaining his control so he wouldn't be spent before he could take care of her.

Sweat already dripping from both of them, Jack captured her lips with his as he began to gently thrust into her, keeping her pinned against the wall. Elizabeth gripped at his back; the intense pleasure was already building inside her. Feeling the fire grow as Jack stoked it as he always did, Elizabeth could feel herself go as it flowed through her whole body and she dug her fingers into his back. Quickening his movements, Jack soon joined her as he felt himself spill into her.

Still holding her legs against him and Elizabeth keeping her arms tightened around his neck, Jack carried her to the bed, leaving their clothes scattered across the floor where they had fallen.

…..

November 21st, 2009 - La Perla Classic Villa, St. Martin, Caribbean

Wearing his new black camo board shorts with a white American flag print on the front of one leg, Jack sat in a lounge chair next to the pool, facing Elizabeth, their knees touching. Elizabeth was wearing her new white one-piece swim suit that was laced together down the sides with a thin white cord. As they sat, Jack played with the string that was tied at the bottom of each side of her hips.

"Thank you for all of this, Jack. This has been so much more than I'd ever dreamed."

"You're welcome. I hoped you'd like everything."

"How could I not? This place is amazing and so was Paris."

As Jack pushed her hair back, his eyes were searching her face, his mind full of thoughts.

"What are you thinking about?" She asked, taking his hand in hers, laying it on her lap.

"I wish I'd met you years ago," he answered, his eyes still penetrating into her soul.

Shaking her head, she replied, "You weren't ready."

Confusion filling his face, he sat in silence, looking at her, trying to comprehend what she'd said.

Turning his hand over in hers and rolling his wedding band around his finger, she continued, "You were not at a point in your life that would have truly brought you to me. Your heart was not open for real love; your mind was not in the right mindset to think about a future with me."

"I don't believe that, Beth. If I'd met you, I would have felt the same way I do now."

"Really? Do you really think so? You wouldn't have found out that I was a virgin and wasn't interested in sleeping with you and run for the hills? That's where you were years ago, Jack. You were hurting too much still from your dad. You didn't care about anything real except your immediate family. I wasn't around then, but I do know that."

Still shaking his head, Jack dropped his gaze to their hands, watching Elizabeth still spinning his wedding band.

"I don't know. I think if I'd met you, I would have wanted to change sooner."

"Jack, you weren't ready to change until you'd made up your mind on your own after your accident. I've talked to Tom and your mother about it. You'd already begun your trek to healing before you'd ever met me. Albeit it was a slow trek, but you had begun it just the same."

Lifting her hand to his lips, he kissed each of her knuckles. "I still wish we'd had more years together. I suppose you're right about everything, but I'd like to think that I would have taken one look at you and changed right then and there." Kissing the top of her hand, he raised his eyes back to hers, "Forever isn't enough with you."

Elizabeth leaned toward Jack, placing her hands on his shoulders, she pushed him back and moved over him, pressing him down into the outdoor chaise lounge. Covering his lips with hers, she pushed her arm behind his neck, pulling her mouth in tighter. Moving her body over to lay next to him, she draped her arm across his chest and laid her leg across his. With one arm behind her, Jack gently ran his free hand across her arm.

Kissing the top of her head, Jack began again, "I love you more than anything, Beth. Thank you for coming back to me."

Propping herself up with her arms on his chest, Elizabeth replied, "Thank you for waiting for me."

Jack reached his hand to her face, softly brushing her cheek, then pulled her head back to his chest, holding her tightly as they watched a sea gull dive into the water for its next meal.