Thomas Andrews POV
As my lips left her warm porcelain skin her complexionwas glowing with a smile ear to ear. What she hasn't known was that I paid £100 British pounds for this seat. The Stewart's and head waited insisted I occupy which ever seat I please, while I was seated next to ismay I realized it was her I wanted to be next to. The head waiter had told me ismay paid £40 pounds to sit next to her but that I could have the seat for free, so with that I slipped a £100 pounds into his vest and was off to my seat with the dear Adalyn Huges. We shared a couple remarks that made me believe she knew exactly what was going on, she was one of the smartest women I had ever met and the way her eyes light up when she saw me it was remarkable.
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"Mr.ismay I'm going to have to ask you to take your seat or leave" the Head waiter gave ismay an ultimatum resulting in a very frustrated man slamming into his seat as he had already seen the scene play out in front of him with mr.Andrews and adalyn looking rather comfortably with each other. But now moments later they were anything but, Adalyn sat up very straight to the point where it looked like she might just topple over in her very chair, her beautiful complexion was redder then a clowns nose and for Mr.Andrews? Well he took it all in stride with no regrets forming.
Changed point of view"Well I see everyone looks rather dashing this swell evening" sneering the last words at Thomas Andrews "tis true Mr.ismay the bunch of us first class lady's and gents look rather royal, cheers" Adalyn was sure to cheers him first with a peculiar smile and a head tilt with her deer like eyes glowing.
As the night continued on everyone seemed to be having a grand time up on the dinning saloon as entrees came and went Thomas and Adalyn were sure to keep on the quiet side while engaging in conversations across the table. Thomas was not only impressed but intrigued by this woman. She had a sense of determination that would derail any train that stood in her way. She was the most interesting one at this table, on this ship even and with that thought he popped back into reality.
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"Adalyn I was going to call your cabin and ask you but well we are all here now what's the bother!" What is Ismay starting off about now? I felt Thomas's hand grasp mine under the table in a firm and protective manner, taking my gaze off of Ismay for a moment to catch a glimpse of Thomas's face and believe me he was hardly impressed. Ismay continued on, Thomas with his free hand poured himself a drink most likely bourbon and leaned back with his grasp on my hand growing ever tighter. "I was thinking you could have the pleasure of joining me for tea tomorrow am in my private suit, how's that sound?" He looked at me expectantly with lust filling his dark brown eyes glowing like embers. I was hardly used to being put in the spot. I figured he was only doing this to strike a never with Thomas who was fuming. By this point the whole table was staring at Ismay and I took that time to grab my brandy and pour my glass, well at that very moment Thomas grabbed the bottle from my hands in a delicate way and began pouring for me, for a moment I believed he was taking it away from me. "Allow me darling" he said through gritted teeth, trying to maintain his level demeanour. With that the gasp that came out of Ismays mouth was enough to knock the ship out of water! "I think the fair maiden can make her own mind up with out the persuasions you, Mr.Andrews!" By this point ismay had stood up abruptly almost as if he'd plan to come after Thomas. I had to speak up this was getting out of hand and everyone was looking expectantly at me, all the lady's had their fans out and their husbands ready to jump in front of them. I opened my mouth to speak when my mum motioned to her heart as if to say everything would be fine if I followed my heart. With that I looked at a very dishevelled Ismay and began; "while it means the most I am flattered Mr.Ismay I believe it would now be a conflict of interest for my situation at hand" I gestured towards Thomas and I's tightly bonded hands. With that he went absolutely berserk! Everyone stood up and left in a hurry a couple women screaming off to the elevators. He came across the table and pointed at Thomas. "YOU!" "Your the one that stole my chair and insisted on taking her after you were fully aware of my intent!" His fists where now in balls and Thomas was ready to fight him, Ismay was about to jump over the table when I jumped in between the two of them. "Enough! I'm in love with Thomas not you and nothing could change my mind, not your suit not your money, and he earned that seat fair well he paid £100 pounds to be seated next to me" and with that I rose my head up and when to walk away when I felt a sting force knock me to the ground after I heard the plate shatter upon the floor. Ismay had thrown a casserole plate at me, I was on the floor trying to slide away from the table.....

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A tale of the titanic with Thomas Andrews
Historical FictionPerhaps the most grand ship of them all, with the gravest ending. But perhaps this story has a twist? Come aboard with myself Adalyn and jump back into 1912, where women would be dolled up to the tens, and you wouldn't find a man with a video game a...