Last Hope
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Author's note: Back to The Mariner. I do short chapters but many of them so please review.
After steering the ship for twenty minutes or so Jack let go and Elizabeth turned to face him.
"Jack, that was the most amazing moment of my life. You sure know how to show a girl a good time."
"Don't tell anyone wouldn't want the crew feeling left out."
"Deal but it is the only thing you do with just me so may it continue?"
"Aye it is the only thing I do with just you but not the only thing I want to do."
Seeing as how Jack had said this with a shy tone to his voice she felt herself having to inquire against her will.
"What do you mean?"
He said nothing but instead leaned down and ran his lips gently over hers, then pulled away and walked to the cabin. Elizabeth just stood there with her heart beating out of her chest and her mind racing. All thoughts of Will and her soon to be marriage where gone all she wanted now was to be held by the man who held her heart and as she returned to the cabin also held a bottle of rum and a look on his face that said now is not the time to talk.
It was afternoon when she finally woke but the images of the night before remained and her lips still burned with a passion that had never been ignited before. When she found her way on deck she found that Jack would neither speak to her nor even look at her. "What a bloody fool he kissed me it's not like I put him on the spot he put himself there."
"What was that Miss Elizabeth?"
It was Gibbs she must have spoken aloud, how to fix this fast.
"Nothing just thinking about Will."
How easily she lied for she had not nor did not want to think about Will she wanted Jack and she would have him one way or another, but could she hurt Will that way.
"Oh, he'll get over it." That one sentence was the sentence that brought her to the one conclusion she never thought she would make: Captain Jack Sparrow was her only answer.