My Story: R.M.S Titanic [Completed]

41: Beauty

That night, after dinner, Scott decided that he needed to spend some time with me since the night before we had fought over something stupid. Granted, he didn't tell anyone what we fought about but he did make sure that he promised that he would join the men for brandy the next night. We were silent as we walked the deck in the coldness that was the Atlantic Ocean breeze.

"Do you want to see something beautiful?" he asked, suddenly. I looked at him and smiled as I nodded. We walked to the bow of the ship and he stopped. "Close your eyes." I did and he led me forward. I felt my hair fall and he then picked me up so my feet were on a railing.

"Scott," I muttered as he stepped up behind me and put his hands on the railing, trapping my waist inside of his arms. I held his arms as he put chin on my shoulder.

"Open your eyes," he whispered and I did letting me see the dark horizon from the tip of the bow. The wind was whispering through my hair the ocean's song and the water was kissing my exposed skin. I smiled and looked up at the moon.

"It is beautiful," I said as I looked at the stars that were shining down on us. I leaned my head against his head and he turned to look at me.

"I wasn't talking about the ocean. I was talking about you," he said and I looked at him. He kissed me and I smiled.

***

When I woke up on the 12th with nothing on my person and Scott's arms around me as to make sure that I didn't slip away from him while we slept. I smiled and looked at him as he started to wake up.

"Good morning, Miss Morgan," he said. I smiled and he kissed me as I put my cheek against my shoulder.

"Good morning, Mr. Sire," I whispered as I yawned, making him laugh and pull me closer to him.

"You are beautiful," he said and I smiled at him some more before sitting up. He sat up as well, placing a gentle kiss behind my ear. "JJ and Maddie are expecting us for breakfast this morning."

"JJ?" I asked, laughing at the nickname for the richest man aboard the ship. Scott nodded.

"Molly calls him JJ so I am as well," he told me.

"I think she has a nickname for everyone, Scotty," I told him. He hugged me and I leaned into his chest.

"Except you, darling," he told me and I shrugged.

"I don't really need one. I am happy with being called darling," I told him. He pushed me back to the bed and moved my hair as he leaned over me.

"Well, darling," he said as he leaned down to kiss me.

***

Less than two hours later, we were sitting at a table with Molly, JJ and Maddie, eatting breakfast. We were engaged in a conversation about how long the trip was suppose to be and why we were on the Titanic.

"Wednesday the 17th is the latest that the Titanic will pull into the docks," JJ stated. I looked at Scott to see if he had some sort of smart comment to make about the Titanic come in on Wednesday.

"Well, she does need to be in by the 18th since she is leaving the 20th for England once again," Scott said. JJ nodded.

"It will be something to see this ship leave our humble docks in New York," Maddie said. JJ nodded and I smiled at the idea.

"Hopefully, they will remember that other ships in the harbour will need to be moved or tied down tighter than they already are," I commented as I took a sip of my tea.

"England and America do learn things from each other so perhaps they are already preparing for the return trip of the Titanic," Scott said.

"I must say, JJ, this younger generation are thinkers and conversationalists," Molly stated. I looked at Scott as Maddie put down her champagne.

"JJ is not that old, Molly," Maddie stated.

"He is the oldest at this table, Maddie," Molly said. Maddie looked at the table and I looked at JJ who was smiling.

"Maddie, it is nothing that needs to be hidden. I am an older gentleman and that is not a reason to slow down. What Molly is saying, it is nice that your generation is keeping up with our generation's morals and what is right," JJ explained and Maddie nodded.

"I only hope that all of our children hold the same morals that we do," I said as my necklace caught the Atlanic sun and bounced light all over the table.

"That young boy, the one that danced with you, darling, on the way to Cherbourg, what was his name?" Scott asked as he looked to ceiling trying to think.

"Master Robert Spedden," I told him.

"Of course, Master Spedden! He was polite enough to ask Mae if she wanted to dance on the way from Southampton to Cherbourg, jsut because I was busy and she was alone," he told the group. Maddie put a hand on her chest.

"The darling was so worried that I was not happy and wanted to make sure that I was happy so he offered me a dance," I told them. Scott smiled at me.

"He sounds like such a lamb," Maddie said. I smiled.

"He is. He was so polite as well. I dare to say that he is model of proper first class upbringing," I stated. JJ smiled.

"Hard and true, just like I was. And most certainly Scott," JJ said. Everyone looked at Scott who swallowed.

"My parents were out of the picture when I was young. I lived on my father's ship as a child so I learned from men such as yourself," Scott said, looking at JJ who nodded and looked at me.

"Your man there is a smart one," JJ said. I smiled at Scott, who looked down at me.

"I know. And he is quite handsome," I stated.