Author's Note: M alert. Just a little, though. I've never really tried this before, so lemme know how I did…

And just a heads up: I'm going away for a few weeks on our annual family vacation… I'm not sure if there'll be internet access, but I'll bring my laptop just in case… And if there isn't I'll be sure to do plenty of writing… I'm already done with Chapter Fifteen… But I'll update as soon as I can!

~Jillianna

Disclaimer: Chapter One….

Dinner with Cameron at his house had been comfortable, and Jack and Rose returned to their room just a few minutes after midnight. For the sake of their reputations, Jack had told the innkeepers that he and Rose were married. Much to Rose's pleasure and Jack's dismay, they had been sleeping in the same bed together. However, much to Rose's dismay and Jack's relief, nothing had inappropriate had gone on between the two, thanks to Jack's restraint.

"Hey Rose? Can I ask you something?" Jack was sitting on the hardwood floor, picking at a loose thread in his boxer shorts while Rose lay in the bed on her back under the covers. She turned on her side to look at him, frowning at his serious expression. "I was thinking a lot today… I know you only have four dresses and I only own two shirts and a pair of pants. So I was thinking, if you like it here, should I get a job? 'Cause we will need our own house after a while. Only if you wanna stay here, though."

Rose nodded thoughtfully. "I don't care where we stay. Memphis is great. But I don't want to buy a house just yet. I want to be able to pack up and leave whenever we want to, even if Dr. Joseph thinks we shouldn't travel much. But, if anywhere, I want to live in Santa Monica and-"

"Will you marry me?" Jack asked, cutting Rose off mid-sentence and getting up to rest on one knee in front of the bed. She was unable to form a complete thought, much less a word, as her mind spun. Jack took her hands in his as she sat up dangling her legs over the side of the bed. "Rose Dewitt Bukater Dawson, will you marry me?"

"Of course I will!" she whispered, kneeling down in front of him as he wrapped her in his arms. She kissed him feverishly, tangling her hands in his hair as his hands ran up and down her back. "I love you," he breathed into her hair, finally pulling away. "I love you, too, Jack Dawson," she whispered back. "But you've forgotten something. You're marrying a dead woman."

Jack grinned as Rose scooted back up to the bed. He followed, sitting up next to her. "Says who?" "All the newspapers," she replied, a know-it-all tone in her voice. Jack scoffed as his fingers found hers and they laced together. "Well, newspapers lie." It was Rose's turn to scoff. "Since when?" Jack waved his hand dismissively before scooting closer to Rose.

"Are you happy?" he whispered in her ear. She shivered as his warm breath tickled her face. "Ecstatic." She kissed his cheekbone lightly and Jack moaned quietly in surprise. He shifted his weight and rolled himself on top of Rose, propping himself up on his elbows. His hair hung down, gently brushing Rose's pale forehead and she grinned. "Jack Dawson isn't giving into temptation, is he?" she wondered aloud teasingly, lifting one of her legs so her foot would brush against him.

She heard his breath catch in his throat as he stared down at her, allowing one of his hands to find its way to her chest. "I was seduced," Jack muttered heavily before letting his head drop to the area between Rose's shoulder and her neck. "There's a difference." He snuggled his face into her, breathing in her scent. Her wonderful, wonderful scent…

"Do you want me?" she whispered in his ear, finally freeing her arms from where they'd been trapped between her body and Jack's. She managed to get her hands on the sides of his face and pull him away so she could look at him. He nodded very seriously, lust gleaming in his eyes. She'd seen this look once before, and only good memories were associated with it.

"Then take me," she whispered.

Jack and Rose got married in a quick ceremony the next day. They hadn't known enough people to invite, and even Cameron didn't know that they weren't married. According to Jack and Rose, they were happily married in England in January.

After the wedding, which consisted of Jack, Rose, a priest and his wife (who was also the organ player), Jack and Rose headed back to the inn where they gathered what little they had and made a quick stop on Beale Street to say goodbye to Cameron. He seemed a bit disappointed that the couple weren't staying longer, but bid them good luck in their travels.

Author's Note: Sorry if it's been a bit fast paced or not making sense… Any questions, just ask and yeah… I've finally gotten to the point where I wanted to be and after I get back home, updates should be coming Keep enjoying and reviews make me smile. :D