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Review reply to Emma: Hi, love. I see you spotted my new story. Yes, Jack did what you thought he did with Elizabeth. And as you can see Jane doesn’t like him for that…yet. Thank you for supporting my new story, love. I am always happy to hear from you. :)

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Chapter 3

Elizabeth had been very agitated since Jack left. Jane watched as she paces up and down the living room, an angry expression on her face.

“Liz…I really don’t understand why you’re so angry. I thought this was just a diversion.” Jane said, getting annoyed with her friend’s long face.

“It is. It’s not like I’m in love with him. But I still need some respect.” Elizabeth said.

“You’re really expecting respect from a pirate? I thought you knew what you were getting your self into.” Jane said as she sat up on the settee.

“I did…I still do. But I am still annoyed that he’s choosing wenches instead of me.”

Jane stared at her friend wearily.

“Liz…I don’t know what to say.” Jane whispered tiredly.

“Nothing. I am angry is all. I should never have trusted him.” Liz said as she walked to the window.

“Isn’t he scared coming here? I mean, they could hang him.” Jane wondered.

“The new governor isn’t that bright. The presence of the navy here is getting less frequent.” Liz explained, looking at her sideways.

“I see…”

“Did you like him?” Liz asked suddenly.

“I…he is interesting.” Jane said, choosing her words carefully.

“He sure looked at you though.” Liz said with a tired expression.

“He sure must look at a lot of women.” Jane said and Liz looked away.

“I need a bath.” Liz said suddenly as Jane stood up.

“I’m off to bed.”

“Wait…could you please check on William on your way up? He didn’t eat much and he might be hungry. I’m going to find Emma to help me with the water.” Liz said, already leaving the room. Jane sighed and walked up the stairs to the baby’s room. She entered and was surprised to find him wide awake.

“Liam…not sleeping? Are you hungry?” she asked as she picked him up and held him close.

“We’ll see then.” she muttered as she headed for the kitchen.

Liz was walking up the stairs and smiled at them.

“Thank you. His milk is on the counter. Oh and…please leave the kitchen door unlocked.” She said before she walked away. Jane stared at her back frowning.

“Why?”

“He said he’s coming back, didn’t he?” Liz called over her shoulder.

“Right…I’m going to stay awake again. It’ll be better if I sleep in the garden.” she muttered as she headed for the kitchen. She entered and spotted the bottle of milk.

“Let’s see…” she whispered as she sat against the counter. William wiggled in her grip and gave a loud cry, his small hand pushing the milk away.

“Okay…okay. You don’t want it.” She said and he settled down again. She placed the milk back down and looked at the baby.

“You’re not an early sleeper, huh?” she asked and the baby blinked up at her. Three knocks came on the door and she jumped.

She walked over to the kitchen door and unlocked it before opening it. Sparrow’s golden smirk greeted her and she looked at him before moving away from the door.

“Hello, luv. Missed me?” he asked as he took off his hat and entered, his eyes moving briefly around the room before settling on William.

“You’re baby-sitting?” he asked and she closed the door.

“No, he’s just…keeping me company.” She replied and he grinned.

“I am sure I could keep you better company.” He said, his grin widening at the offended expression that settled on her face.

“I’ll think I’ll decline your kind request, Captain.” She said and he chuckled at the sarcasm in her voice.

“Remembered me title, did you? Then I’m on a good way....” he said leaning against the counter.

“I am sure you are.” She mumbled, looking away from his face.

“What’s with the nun clothes, luv?” he asked as his eyes wandered all over her dress.

“Liz is in her room taking a bath.” Jane snapped before turning away, missing the look of amusement that passed over his handsome features.

“She is? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” he asked as he followed her upstairs. Jane rolled her eyes and he grinned at her back.

“I must admit though, luv your front might not be too exciting but your…”

“Okay! Listen, I don’t know how you act around Liz but those comments aren’t appreciated by me.” She snapped as she arrived at the top of the stairs.

“Never said they had to be, luv.” He said with raised eyebrows.

“And stop calling me that! My name is Jane.” She said before she stormed towards William’s room.

Jack looked at her retreating form with a smirk and shrugged.

“She’ll come around.” He muttered as he opened Elizabeth’s door and walked inside, closing it behind him.

It was very early in the morning but Jane was wide awake. She was propped up on her bed, reading one of her books when she heard footsteps coming from the corridor. She placed her book down and froze when she heard the footsteps stopping just outside her room. Someone lingered there for a few moments before she heard them moving away from her door. She stared at the door with confusion and then shrugged.

About an hour later she exited her room and headed for the living room. She was surprised when she saw Liz sitting alone, a cup of tea in her hand.

“Good morning. You’re alone?” Jane asked confused.

“Yes…he left about an hour ago.” Liz said with a nod.

“I see…Are you okay?” Jane asked.

“I’m fine.” Liz said wearily, shaking her cup slowly to stir the warm liquid.

“Is he coming back?” Jane asked not really knowing why she wanted to know. She was sure she didn’t like him.

“Yes, in a month he said he has business to take care of.” Liz said and Jane nodded.

“Liz…can I ask something? When he’s here... What exactly are you two doing? I mean it seems to me that all that maters to him is…I don’t know. He doesn’t seem…”

“We do what all men want to do with women. That’s what angers me. He just never wants to talk to me. And even if he does…he seems agitated.” Liz said softly.

“Are you ever going to stop this?” Jane asked.

“Yes,all he has to do is say it. But he never does. I am not leaving Will for him. But for now I guess it suits me for now.” Liz said looking at her cup.

“I know why he doesn’t want to discuss things with me.” She said after a while.

"Why?” Jane asked.

“It’s because he doesn’t trust me enough. He thinks I might stab him in the back.”

“You mean betray him? Why would he think that?” Jane asked with a frown.

“I killed him, Jane. I left him to die.” Liz said and Jane froze.

“You what? I thought…I thought…”

“I left him in his ship to die. And he’s punishing me for it by not trusting me.”

“He obviously trusts you enough to crawl on your bed.” Jane said stunned.

“That’s different! Sleeping with someone doesn’t require care, Jane.” Elizabeth snapped.

“I wouldn’t know, Liz.” Jane said calmly. Liz’s face softened and she rubbed her temples.

“I am sorry…I shouldn’t worry you with my thoughts. The truth is that it’s convenient for me.”

“What is?”

“That he’s not asking much from me. And I shouldn’t either.” Liz said as she placed her cup on the table.

“You couldn’t ask for much since you betrayed him.” Jane blurted out and Liz looked at her in shock.

“You are ’d never do what I did, would you?” Liz whispered.

“I…don’t know, Liz.” Jane whispered.

“I do.” The blond woman said before she walked away with quick steps.

Jane sighed. It seemed that the pirate captain brought only trouble.

A month later…

“Jane! Will you come and help me please? My hands are stuck!" Liz calls from her room as William is crawling around her feet. Jane appears in the hall chuckling.

“You’re stuck?”

“Yes! I can’t get my hands through the dress.”

“Oh…and why is that?” Jane pressed as she entered the room, trying to stifle her laugh.

“Because it’s too tight.” Liz mutters

Jane looked at her with raised eyebrows and Liz sighed.

“Alright! I admit that you were right. I shouldn’t have bought it this tight.” Liz admits with a pout.

“Now help me or I’ll be late.” She says and Jane helped her remove her hands from the dress.

“There…” she muttered as she laced the strings.

“Why aren’t you coming to the charity again?” Liz asked and Jane sighed.

“I don’t like that sort of things…dancing…socializing gets me nervous. Especially with a bunch of people I don’t even know.” Jane said as she moved away.

“Then what will you do? William will go to sleep soon.”

“I’ll stay in the garden.” Jane said with a smile.

“ you change your mind I still have that dress for you.” Liz said and Jane nodded.

“I’ll be fine. Go.”

“Okay…See you later then.” Liz said as she took her purse and with a kiss on her son’s cheek she exited the room. Jane smiled and picked up a yawning William.

“Come on, sweetheart, time for bed.” She said softly as she walked him to his room and prepared him for his nap. She placed him in his crib and fixed his blanket around him before kissing his nose.

He was asleep within minutes and she was free to leave the room. She changed into her night clothes and picked a candle before walking to the back garden from the kitchen. She stepped out and smiled at the cool breeze.

“That’s better.” She muttered as she sat down on a chair and placed the candle on the table next to her. She leaned back and looked at the sky. She must have spent at least an hour lost in her thoughts when she started counting the tiny stars that were visible on the dark sky.

“You know…they say it’s bad luck to count stars. You should never do that.” A voice next to her ear whispered and she jumped from the chair almost tripping over. A strong hand closed around her arm and steadied her.

“Easy there.” Jack said chuckling and she stared at him.

“How…how did you get here?” she managed to ask.

“From the bushes. You didn’t see me. You were too busy looking upwards.” He said with a grin.

“Oh…Liz isn’t here, Mr. Sparrow.” She said as she fixed her robe.

“She isn’t? That’s okay. I can wait. I have all night.” He said as he plopped down in the chair next to her.

“Do call me Jack.” He said with a wink and she felt her face heating up both in anger and embarrassment.

“I’d rather not.” She said as she sat down. He regarded her with his black eyes before he spoke.

“Here’s what I think, luv…eh, Jane; I think we started wrong. I am not that bad. Here.” He said as her reached into his pocket and produced something before placing it on her lap. Jane looked at him before looking down at her lap.

“What’s this for?” she asked as she picked up a very expensive and probably a much stolen brush.

“It’s a brush. The handle is made of silver.” He said smirking at her.

“B…but you barely know me.” She gaped at him and he shrugged.

“Here’s a way to know you. You like it?” he asked and she nodded.

“Yes, but…I can’t accept it.” She stated as she gave it back to him.

“Why not? It’s a peace offering.” He pouted.

“Yes, it’s also a stolen peace offering. Besides I do not accept gifts from strangers.”

“It’s still a peace offering. And we could stop being strangers quite easily if you desired it.” He said with a grin as he placed it back on her lap.

“I see…thank you for the brush then.” She replied, looking away before he could see her red face.

“So, where’s Lizzie again?”

“She’s at a charity event.” Jane said, suddenly feeling very wary for some reason.

“Hmm…How about a card game until she comes?” he suggested as his eyes trailed hungrily down her face to her neck before they settled on her chest briefly.

“Card game?”

“Aye. You know how to play I suppose.” He said with a smug expression as his eyes return to her face.

“You suppose right, Captain.” She said with her chin up as she stood up and left to fetch the cards.

“Feisty one…I like that.” He said grinning widely as he leaned lazily in his chair.

End of chapter 3

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