POV: Zuri Sparrow
When I went to bed that night, I was cold. Too cold. I'd gotten sooo used to James's body heat that even the somewhat warm temperature I felt now was cold.
I rolled again, tugging my blankets tighter around me. They were too thin and didn't provide much heat.
Huffing, I tossed them off and stood up. I scowled out the stained glass window, then at my reflection in the reflective surface. My scowl deepened when a light rain started to patter down on the surface of the sea. If we didn't get out of the squall, we could end up in a hurricane. Then poor James—
STOP THINKING ABOUT JAMES! my mind yelled.
Fine, then, I retorted to my mind. I'm cold.
That still has something to do with James, my mind protested blandly.
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Norrington's Darling
FanfictionElizabeth Swann wasn't the only woman James Norrington fell in love with. No, after her, there was another. A pirate. James found her after he resigned, leaving the East India Trading company after following Sparrow into a hurricane and losing his h...
