Chapter seven.

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*jacks pov*
She..she kissed me again.. I think to myself. Ugh! why does she have this affect on me?! I mean, she's incredibly strong willed and beautiful, so it shouldn't be that bad- could it?
Sigh.. I suppose I'll ask Gibbs later on.

*normal pov*
I walked up deck with a deep crimson laying on my face, does he like me? Do I like him? Oh no! Am I falling for Captain Jack Sparrow? Well don't worry about that now, I brush away my thoughts as I draw nearer to my father. "Dad? You wanted to talk to me?" I ask, "ah ye, did ya sleep well lass?" He replies, "eard' ya slept in Jacks quarters?" I nod answering to both questions, and walk off to my spot on the starboard side of the ship. I lean my elbows on the edge of the boat and a familiar scent surrounds me; Rum, sea salt, and leather. It was Jack, he wraps his arms around my waist, "that wasn't a nice stunt you pulled in there Jack.." I whisper so only he can hear, "yes well sometimes I simply cannot help myself." He says with a grin, I smile too.

He removes his arms from my waist, earning a sigh from me because of the lack of contact, he kisses my cheek and offers me a bottle, "Jack?" I ask, he replies "yes love?" "What exactly is this?" I question, as he says "smell it and find out.." so I smell the bottle, it's just rum, so I take a mouthful and swallow it.

*jacks pov*
I offer her the bottle of rum as she takes it and questions me, as if I'd poison her. She takes a swig of the stuff and I stare at her in adoration, she's so much like me.. yet so much more...

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