Up. Down. Up. Down. Pause.
Slipping off his stifling coat and beloved hat, Jack wiped his brow before taking up the oars again.
Up. Down. Up. Down they went, slowly pushing the…borrowed…dingy to the ever approaching shore.
Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. Pause. Deep exhale of breath. He takes a moment to contemplate his foolishness, musing on how only the woman waiting in the near distance could ever force such willing physical labor from him and still have him panting for more. Resting an elbow on one knee and a hand on the other, he turns himself to look at Angelica's current prison. By a glance he could see that his work had paid off, the island far larger than it had been before.
Deep inhale of breath. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. Pause. He looks back again. Squinting his eyes, he can just make out Angelica's form. There she lies; back rested against the sole tree of the island, arms crossed behind head, hat covering her face. She wears only a stained white tunic, her bare legs stretched seductively in front of her. A smirk creeps across his features as his eyes dart to the clothes hanging on a higher branch to the nearly nude form of Angelica. This was going to be fun.
Ominously mischievous chuckle. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down.
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