A Pirates Passion | By : Shelle Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 2529 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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James went to his quarters at the fort and changed into civilian clothes. No wig, no uniform, most people hardly recognized him. He didn't change to fool them to avoid their stares or whispers; he did it to please his Madeline. She didn't like his wig or uniform so he would change out of his uniform when he visited her. He stopped by a merchant on his way through town and bought her a bouquet of flowers. Daisies and yellow roses, not sure she was ready to receive red ones from him. He hoped that one day he'd be stopping by to buy his wife red roses for no reason at all. He arrived at her house just after dark. He knocked softly and waited. He was so nervous as he wondered if she now hated him after having had time to think about his proposal.
Madeline lay curled up in her bed. She toyed with the ring on her finger. Was she making the right decision? The nap had done her a world of good. She felt better. She slowly stood and stretched. She heard the knock on the door. She hurried down the stairs without bothering to put her hair up or her shoes on. "Who is it?" She asked.
"A man who loves you," James called grinning.
Madeline couldn't help but smile. He did love her. Loved her unconditionally. She slowly opened the door and peeked around it. "Could be a stranger. Perhaps I shouldn't let you in.,” she said holding back her giggle.
"I come armed only with a heart full of love, thoughts of your lovely face, and a fist full of flowers," James told her softly through the crack.
"Flowers eh?" She asked with a smile. She opened the door. "Alright, ye may come in." Her eyes widened when she saw him. No wig. No uniform. "You're out of uniform Commodore."
"I heard a rumor that my lady love detests my wig and so I decided to please her at least I hope to please her, these are for you," James said holding out the bouquet.
Madeline took them with a smile. She inhaled their scent. "I love daisies. Let me go put these in some water." She said and turned to the kitchen. "And you're right about the wig. I do detest it." She called over her shoulder.
"Well, I admit, it does make me feel like a pompous ass sometimes," James smiled. "But please don't tell the Governor I said that," he laughed. He followed her to the kitchen, "So how was the rest of your day?" he asked. He wanted to look at her finger so bad and at the same time was terrified to do so. He decided to let her tell him.
Madeline laughed at his comments about his wig. "I visited with Will and Elizabeth and then I came home. Took a long hot bubble bath and a nap. I must have overslept." She said looking through the cupboards for a vase. "I was planning on being properly dressed when you arrived." She said referring to her bare feet.
"Why you have lovely feet," James said. "Do you want to go out to eat tonight or would you like me to wow you with my skills in the kitchen?" he asked. He had to lower his eyes to keep his eyes off her hands.
Madeline put some water in the vase and then the flowers. "You decide." She said and placed the vase on the table. She saw that he wasn't looking at her. She took her left hand and placed it over his. "James, look at me."
James looked into her eyes, "Yes Madeline," he said breathlessly.
"I did a lot of thinking today James." She said quietly.
"Madeline, I understand I pushed you, please know I didn't mean for it to seem that way, you take as much time as you need," he said in a rush.
Madeline smiled at him and moved to sit in his lap. She cupped his chin in her hand. "My answer is yes James." She said quietly.
James looked at her hand then, he couldn't help it, as he was sure he'd heard her wrong. But there it was, the ring he'd bought her on her hand, it fit perfectly. He looked up into her eyes. Tears of pure joy filled his eyes. "Yes?" he questioned his voice he could barely find.
Madeline wiped his tears away. She smiled at him and nodded. "But James. I need to ask something of you."
"Anything," he whispered.
"I cannot marry you until this child is born." She said seriously. "Please grant me that. And we don't announce anything to anybody but Will, Elizabeth, my uncle and Pamela."
"Of course, I understand," he said without missing a beat. He placed a hand on her stomach, "Anything for both of you," he said sincerely.
"And I can't wear this in public yet." She said looking at the ring. "I’m sorry James."
James was disappointed to hear this but he'd not let her know it, "Well naturally as you don't want to announce it yet that only makes sense," he said. He swallowed his pride. He found it easier then he thought it might be. "I love you so much Madeline, I can't even put into words how happy you've made me," he said stroking her hair.
Madeline laid her head on his shoulder as he held her. "I'll try to make you happy James." She said quietly.
"I assure you it won't be as hard as you think it will be So, what are we to do about dinner... I got so excited about surprising you by not wearing my military clothes and the flowers I didn't get anything else from market," he told her.
Madeline smiled at him and cupped his cheek in her hand. "You are too good for me James,” she said quietly.
James frowned, "Nonsense here I promised to take care of you then I forget dinner," he then smiled. "If you get up I'll go see what I can whip up in the kitchen, you know one of my first jobs when I joined the Navy was chief cook and bottle washer," he laughed.
"Were you?" She asked getting up to help him. "I have some chicken, I think." She said looking in the icebox.
James put his hands on her waist, "Oh no you don't you will not help. You can point me in the right direction if I need help finding something. In the meantime, I'll put a kettle on for tea," he said gently ushering her to the chair.
"But..." She began to protest. "This is my kitchen Commodore. Just because ye are in the Navy doesn't mean ye can order me about my own kitchen." She said with a smirk.
"Shall we make a deal? When I'm out of uniform you call me James and I'll keep calling you Madeline. And I assure you I am not trying to order you about my darling, I just want to take care of you, so please, let me," he said smiling at her.
Madeline eyed him. "Alright, but let me help you James. I don't like to sit still." She said with a smile.
James sighed, "You are so stubborn. All right, then we go out," he quipped. "Where are your shoes, I'll get them for you," he said.
Madeline stiffened. "Is that a good idea James?" she asked nervously.
"Either you let me cook for you or we go out, and why would it be a bad idea," he asked puzzled.
Madeline waved her hands. "Alright, we'll go out. I’m sorry James, I'm just being a ninny." She said and moved to take the ring off of her finger. "My shoes are in my closet."
James dashed to her room and grabbed her shoes, not wanting to watch her remove the ring from her hand. He then dashed downstairs again. He knelt in front of her, "Your shoes my love," he purred holding one of them so she could put her foot in it.
Madeline lifted her foot as he helped her put her shoe on. She noticed that his hands lingered on her leg a bit longer than need be. She smiled at him. "Perhaps we could stop by Will and Elizabeth's. See if they wish to join us."
"If you wish," he smiled holding the other shoe for her.
"What's wrong?" She asked watching him.
"Nothing... I was just thinking about the life growing inside of you, how much I want to protect it and you," he said looking deeply into her eyes.
"Oh James." Madeline said quietly as she leaned forward and took his face in her hands. "And I thank you for that."
"I've got the patrol units keeping a particularly watchful eye out for Jacquette, if he comes to Port Royal, he better not let me catch him," James told her seriously.
"Thank you James." She said with a smile. She could see a look of distress on his face. "James, kiss me."
James stood then took her hands and gently pulled her to her feet, he took her into his arms, "Madeline, tell me you feel how much I love you," he whispered.
Madeline placed her hands on his chest and could feel his heart racing. "I know how much you love me James." She said quietly. "I realized that today."
James lowered his head and kissed her deeply. "My beautiful Madeline, you have so bewitched me," he moaned and then kissed her again.
Madeline couldn't help but feel the passion in his kiss. She wrapped her arms behind his neck and deepened the kiss. She felt his arousal growing against her. She moaned loudly.
"Perhaps we should go if we are going to ask Will and Elizabeth to join us," he smiled sheepishly.
"Perhaps." She murmured against his lips. "Let me grab my shawl." she said pulling away from him.
James watched her, the look in her eyes said she loved him. Maybe not to the extent she loved Sparrow but she loved him and she was going to be his wife. He followed her then offered her his arm as they began to leave.
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