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Chapter 4: A Sopping wet Jack
Elizabeth followed Jack all the way to the pool with the waterfall. Not wanting to be seen, she hid behind a bush that was far away enough so she wouldn't be noticed, but close enough for her to still see what he was doing. He wasn't doing much, just standing by the side of the pool, looking into the water pondering things.
He took a quick glance around the clearing, to see if anyone was there, and proceeded to take off his jack, vest, and shirt. At the site of Jack bare-chested Elizabeth took in a sharp breath. He had magnificently sculpted muscles and a dark tan all over. Numerous scars were scattered everywhere on his body, mostly on his front. There were bullet holes, long, jagged scars from sword-fighting and various other scratches along his back. Elizabeth took one guess as to what those were from. Elizabeth watched him from behind the bush, admiring all the marks on his body. Each one was like a story that she wanted to read. She was watching him in a kind of trance, more or less seeing him but not really seeing him as she was to busy thinking of him.
However, she was snapped out of her reverie when he took his pants off. It took all of Elizabeth's will power to not stare at the beautiful man before her, and unbeknownst to her, Jack knew she had been watching the whole time. He was excited that she had followed him and not left when he had begun undressing, so he could swim freely. In one fluid motion he was in the water and out of sight. He didn't surface for quite some time, and Elizabeth was starting to get worried. She began to see horrible images in her mind of Jack drowning and since he had saved her from drowning once; it was her turn to save him.
She took off all of her clothing except her under garments for her clothes were too heavy to swim in, and dove into the water. She came up for a quick breath and went back under. She looked around but didn't see Jack anywhere. She started to swim back to shore, think he had gone somewhere while she had been under water when something grabbed her. Elizabeth screamed with all her might and then water began to fill her mouth as she was dragged under. She kicked free from what ever had a hold of her and turned around to look directly into the eyes of Jack. She quickly swam to the surface and back to shore. Jack, however, elected to stay in the water as he was, by and large, naked. He began to get out of the water and Elizabeth stared, entranced by the glistening water rolling down his stomach. It made him look, if at all possible, even more hauntingly beautiful than he already was.
Jack just smiled at her, loving the attention. He knew that she was transfixed by the site of him sopping wet, all women were. However, he was quite ready for her to see all of him wet and so he snapped his fingers to get her attention and made her turn around so he could get dressed.
"Darling, I know I look good wet, and I must say, so do you, but unless you're testing my self control, I would suggest changing out of that see through attire and back into your clothes.
Elizabeth turned around and smacked him across the face.