Roses pov
The next few weeks me, John, and Josephine hung out. We did everything together. John mostly played with Josephine chasing her around and putting her on his shoulders. She seems to enjoy the attention. She's happy and mucking around with him as well as the other way round. They make such a pair.
During the day John will take us girls out before returning me to set. He would then have Josephine until sunset until she has to go to George's place. Josephine would then play card games or go out fishing not far off the coast with her Great grandfather before returning home for dinner and bed. Some nights she will crash early and i'll let her stay. Other times I think she is doing it on purpose.
But I guess the highlight of when she does that is that I get more one on one time with John. He is such a kind incredible person. He has great ideas for the future and what it's going to be like. And what part he wants to be apart of. He's headstrong and loveable. He reminds me of Jack in a lot of ways. The charm, the talent, knowing how the world works, his passion for spending time with me, how he treats people, having big achievable dreams, loving Josephine, and never giving up when times are tough.
He makes me happy and alive. He makes me feel young either though I am much older than I was when I was with Jack. He makes me feel something that I haven't first felt since the steerage party with Jack. That magical moment when it clicks. When you can see something you want that you can hardly fail to grasp it. But there's no one else who can rip us apart this time. No Cal, Ruth, or Lovejoy. It is just us two. Walking along the deck holding each other hands gazing into each others eyes. He truely is a remarkable person. And one that I should not likely ever meet again. He lights a bright spark going off every time he speaks. He keeps me up all night on my toes wanting to see him again. Talk and continue on our last conversation we had. I never want this to end. Am I falling for John? Yes yes I am. I couldn't imagine my life right now if I left without him. He loves my daughter almost as much as me. He always talks and watches her draw. She has drawn him quite a few times. All the good ones he keeps and hangs up on his bedroom wall. She is very proud. He makes her happy.
That's why every time I kiss him I like a little girl getting herself a special present of something they love or looking forward too. He gives me both of those things in an equal powerful balance that begs me asking for more. That leaves me hanging on the edge till we next meet. He's got me trapped on a trance that is only broken when I am around Josie and George. But even then I am happy like he is there.
"I want to take you and Josie out again. We had such a ball last time. And I want to feel that again. Do you have any ideas where we could go? Think of it as her part two birthday present that we split together. Is there anything you can think of?"
"Well um", I tried to think. I then remembered my promise to Jack. Ride roller coasters till we throw up, drink cheep beer, ride a horse like a man none of that side saddle shit I was told. Chew tobacco like a man, spit like a man, and... "horse riding. Not on land. But on the beach in the surf. With none of that side saddle stuff that I was taught."
"What?! You've only ridden a horse side saddle? If you haven't rode properly you haven't lived"
"Well quite frankly Josephine hasn't ever rode in her life. And she's five and I think she is at the right age", he then smiled.
"Yeah she's no problem teaching. It's you that's gonna be all the trouble", he began to tickle me.
"Ah John. JOHN!", he stopped we then looked deep into each other's eyes. The tension slowly built into a solid passionate kiss.
"We'll do it. I know a guy"
"You always know a guy", I laughed.
"Well that's cause I know everyone round here", he kept kissing me, "right it's getting late", he pulled out and checked his watch.
"It's only 8:30", I complained.
"Yeah well you gonna need all the rest you can get to ride tomorrow. Come on", he tugged me. We then walked hand and hand back to my house.
"Night", I lent in and slowly rolled my tongue in his mouth.
"Night", he said head over heels in love with me. He then lent in and I shut the door. I then watched from the window as he walked away happy and dancing. I then got ready and went straight to bed ready for my big day out tomorrow.
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