The Professor brought Ginger into his hut so he could further exam her however she was making it darn near impossible as she refused to stop kissing him. At that moment she had him locked in a extremely passionate kiss and he could not help but wrap her up in his arms and hold her as close as humanly possible to his body. His male desire for her overshadowed everything else. There was no question he wanted this woman he was holding.

Ginger finally broke the kiss and smiled at him. "I love you." She said in her breathy voice.

The Professor, who had longed to hear those words from her lips, felt a feeling of elation.
"I love you too." He replied hoping she would bring her sweet luscious lips back to his and they could commence with what had begun. His brain kept telling him to cease and desist. That he should not be doing this but the scholar refused to listen. Ginger was in his arms and that was all he cared about.

The actress went to kiss him yet again and this time her hands went to shirt where he had an open button. Her fingers slid inside breaking the buttons away from the button hole and touched his skin. This caused a jolt of electricity to shot through the Professor. The things he was feeling was beyond his own comprehension.

Ginger parted her lips from his again and smiled as she combed his hair with her fingers. "I love being your wife." She purred at him.

Wife? His wife? This jumped the Professor back to reality. Ginger believed they were married. How was he supposed to deal with this? Finally he broke away from her and composed himself.

"Ginger." He started.

"Yes." She replied moving closer to him again.

Roy Hinkley swallowed as her lips were inches from his. How he longed to continue experiencing their sweet taste! "Ginger…I have to tell you something."

"What is it?" She asked.

"We…Ginger we…" He hated to do this. He knew the second he did he would never get the chance to hold this gorgeous woman again but what choice did he really have? For her to go on believing…No he had to come clean.

"We…aren't…exactly…married." He managed to finally spit out.

The starlet laughed. "Not married? What are you talking about? Darling of course we are married."

The Professor sighed deeply. "No Ginger….we are not..you are not…we have not gotten married."

This statement confused the actress. It didn't make sense to her. "Not…what do you mean? How could we not be married?" She began to panic. "Roy…don't you love me?" Tears formed in her eyes and threatened to spill over.

"I do love you." He said honestly. "It's just we are not married…yet." He could not believe he added the word yet but somehow someway it came out.

"Yet? What do you mean yet?" It then hit the redhead and she smiled. "You mean we are engaged?"

"I….Well would you marry me?" He asked.

"Of course I would!" She squealed clasping her hands together. "I'd love to marry you! Oh darling you are so wonderful!' The movie star threw her arms around him.

Roy was astonished at the turn of events. He just proposed marriage to Ginger who enthusiastically said yes. The academic had to remind himself that she was under the impression that they were madly in love. Well so what? He was in love with her. More than anything he wished her to be his bride. Why couldn't that happen?
He refused to acknowledge that tiny voice in his head saying that it was possible she really did not love him. No he was going to dismiss that. After all this time, he was finally going to have Ginger. There was not a chance he was going to let it pass.

The soon to be blushing bride stepped back. "Roy darling who is going to marry us?" She asked. "There is no minister or priest on this island."

"The Skipper can marry us." The Professor answered.

"Skipper? He can do that?"

"Yes. He is a sea captain and they have the authority to marry couples. Of course we will have to be in the water."

"Be in the water?"

"Not literally." He assured. "No I mean we will have to build a raft or some other type of vessel to hold the ceremony on. That way it would be official."

"Oh." Ginger said. "Well why he is doing that I can get my gown ready! Oh I have the perfect dress!" She said happily. The red head kissed him once more. "I can't wait to marry you."

She then excitedly turned and left the hut leaving the Professor there who was still in disbelief. A part of him knew this was wrong and he should be completely honest with Ginger but he did not want to listen. How he could he possibly let this chance pass him by?

It was not but a few minutes later a stern looking Skipper showed up at the hut.
"Professor." He said grimacing. "Ginger says that you are getting married?"

The academic bravely said, "Yes we are. I told her we were not married and then well when I asked her if she would marry me…she said yes."

The old sea captain shook his head. "Professor are you aware of what you are doing? The poor girl thinks she is in love with you! What are you going to do when she snaps out of this and finds that she was tricked into marrying you?"

Roy stood there with his arms crossed. "Ginger is not being "tricked" as you put it Skipper. She willing accepted my proposal and is quite happy at the prospect of being my wife."

"Yes because she is under the belief she loves you." Jonas added. "She does not know the complete truth. You have to tell her the truth."

"I will do no such thing." The Professor snapped. "First of all when I did tell her we were not married she got hysterical and began to panic. It was too confusing for her so…"

"So you just up and propose that you get married? You realize this will backfire on you?"

The Professor had heard enough. He did not want to face that reality. All he wanted to face was Ginger being his bride. "I've heard quite enough from you Skipper…if you don't mind I have some other things to attend to."

"Fine." Jonas sighed. "But don't say I didn't warn you Professor." He said as he left.

The Professor said nothing. He was not going to allow anyone to ruin this. Ginger was going to be his and he was going to relish in it.

Girls Hut

"What do you think Mary Ann?" Ginger said holding up a white silk gown "You think that this would do for a wedding gown?"

Mary Ann was still in shock at the news she received. Ginger was marrying the Professor. Under normal circumstances the farm girl would be quite happy for her friend. This was not normal circumstances. "Um." The brunette said. "It is quite…beau…beautiful."

"I need to alter it a bit. I want to make it more elegant." Ginger said looking it over. "Maybe add some jewels and some ribbons."

"I..I think that would be nice." Was all Mary Ann could manage to say. What else could she do? She was in no position to inform the movie star that could be a big huge misunderstanding. The truth was the brunette was not sure of what was the truth. Did the Professor actually love Ginger? It was possible. Lord know he did enough things for her. Constantly making her perfume or shampoo and even somehow concocted a few cosmetic products. Once Ginger said she was almost out of mascara and not a day later the Professor presents her with it.

Mary Ann was convinced he had to harbor affection for the glamorous star.
Did Ginger maybe have the same feelings? Was that possible? There has to be a reason she all of a sudden latched on to the Professor as being her love interest.

"Mary Ann." Ginger said breaking into the girls' thoughts. "Would you be my maid of honor?"

"Oh uh…sure…" She said. "That would be…great. Ginger can you excuse me for a minute, I'll be right back."

"Okay."

The farm girl hurried out of the hut and ran to Skipper and Gilligan's. She found the first mate inside. Her heart beat a little faster as he apparently had just finished washing up. His hair was a little damp and he had on a gray t-shirt. A towel was draped over his shoulders.

Gilligan turned to see her standing there. "Hi Mary Ann." He greeted.

"Hi Gilligan." She said blocking out the thoughts in her mind. "I suppose you heard the news."

"Yeah Skipper told me." He replied as he picked up his red shirt after tossing the towel down.

"You think it's wrong?" Mary Ann inquired. "I mean Ginger just thinks she loves the Professor."

"I don't know Mary Ann." He said as he went into his little dressing room much to the chagrin of the brunette. Just once she would like to have the chance to see him…Oh stop it! She commanded herself. Don't you start too!

"What do you mean?"

Gilligan pulled his red shirt on and stepped out. He walked over to the mirror to comb his hair. Mary Ann was mesmerized by this for some reason or another.

"I think Ginger likes the Professor. I mean she was always kissing him."

Mary Ann nodded. "Yes but she had..well kissed you." She hated to say it but it was true. Although she knew there was nothing to those kisses still…

"I know." He said putting the comb down and grabbing his hat. "But I saw her when she was kissing him for that movie we did. Believe me there was more to it than what was just shown on the film. It went on for quite a bit. I could tell there was something there."

"Oh." Mary Ann said feeling much better. Good Ginger likes the Professor. That left Gilligan free and clear….Will you please cut that out! She thought to herself.

"I'm telling you Mary Ann I think that the Professor and Ginger like each other. Everything will work out. You'll see."

"I hope so." Mary Ann sighed. "I would hate to see anyone hurt."