AN ETERNAL LOVE
Chapter Two
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He, ever so gently, undressed her. To him,
she seemed to have no flaws; she was perfect. She removed his suspenders and
unbuttoned his shirt. She kissed his bare chest as she unbuttoned his pants. He
wrapped his arms around her like a warm blanket. He, all of a sudden, scooped
Rose up into his arms. He carried her over to the bed and began kissing her
stomach, slowly working his way to her breasts. As he kissed her breasts, she
thought of their first time together, in the back seat of the Renault. He had
been so gentle, so loving. He was trying to recreate that moment now. And he
was doing a perfect job of it...
He kissed her mouth with growing passion.
Their breathing became heavier, and their desire greater. So many years of
being apart had left Jack so lonely. He went in and out, in and out, again and
again. She let out soft moans of pleasure as his breathing became heavy. He,
too, let out moans that pleasured Rose even more. As they went on, their moans
became louder and their desires were satisfied...they were one again.
Time as we know it passed. But to them, time
had no meaning. They only knew the warmth and passion in their kisses...
With one final push, it was over. He laid his
head on her chest in exhaustion, much like he had the last time in the Renault.
She closed her eyes and began to think of the short time they shared. From the
moment they met, until the time she let go of his hand, had been the best time
of her life. And she had never let go of it, not even when she had married her
husband. It was love, no doubt, but different than the love she and Jack
shared.
"Rose?" The sound of his voice
brought her back into reality.
"Yes?" she asked, sweetly.
"I’m sorry," he said sadly.
But whatever for? she thought.
"For what?"
"For not being able to be there with
you. For all the times that I could have..."
"Shh." She put her fingers over his
lips to silence him. "You were there with me, Jack. I never felt your
presence leave. I knew you would always be protecting me. I just knew."
He smiled weakly and tears came to his eyes.
This was the woman that he had sacrificed his life for, and it was a worthwhile
sacrifice, indeed. He had watched her over the years, making sure she was
strong and healthy. He was there for her meeting with John Calvert, for their
wedding, and for the birth of each of her four beautiful children. After
Titanic, she had seemed to evolve into a completely different person. She was
very strong, and had more of an artistic view of life. He was very proud of
her. Very proud, indeed.
"Get some sleep, Jack. It’s been a very
long day." She kissed his forehead and held him like she once held her
children. She softly sang a song in his ear.
"Come Josephine in my flying machine
and it’s up she goes...up she goes..."
The soft sound of her voice lulled him to
sleep. She saw a mischievous grin on his face. and she wondered what he was
dreaming about. "Sleep well, darling," she whispered, not wanting to
wake him. She pulled the warm blankets closely around herself. She closed her
eyes and tried to fall asleep.
After an hour or so, she decided that it was
no use. She got out of bed and slipped on a warm robe. She walked to the promenade
deck. The stars shone so beautifully, still. The ship just sailed, and sailed
into the night. No icebergs, no danger, just a gentle hum of the waves crashing
against the side of the ship. She sat in one of the chairs and let the wind
blow through her hair. It was here, when she listened to the waves, that she
finally fell asleep.
*****
Jack awoke and found that Rose was not beside
him. Oh, no, was it all just a dream? But it all felt so real this time.
He had been having this dream often lately, but never had it felt like
this...just when he had thought that he had finally gotten Rose back, in
reality, he hadn’t. He lay there in utter disappointment for quite some time,
just thinking. He decided to get some fresh air. The sea air always seemed to clear
his head. Without bothering to get dressed, he walked out onto the promenade
deck. He walked to the windows and stared out into the sky. The stars still
amazed him. The world would be forever changing, and yet, the stars never had
and never would. He heard a stirring noise and glanced to his right, and then
to his left; there lay Rose in her robe with her head on her shoulder. As if
sensing his presence, she awoke.
She saw his nude body before her and couldn’t
help but comment on it. "What an image to wake up to," she said,
mischievously. He smiled weakly. "Jack, what’s wrong?" She saw the
worry in his eyes.
"I…I woke up and you weren’t there, and
I thought that maybe I had been dreaming about tonight and I...I…" For
once, he was speechless.
"It’s okay, Jack. I’m right here."
She spoke as she rose up out of her chair and embraced him with such loving
care that he thought he would melt in Rose’s arms. He kissed her softly on the
lips. That same magic was still there. He couldn’t believe it. After all these
years, his legs still felt like they would give out whenever they touched. It
was obvious Rose could feel this, too, for she kissed him back with more
passion than he had ever known in her. His mind was sent among the stars. He
was here with Rose, but he felt like he was...flying.
Before either of them knew it, they were back
in the bedroom. They made love for the second time that night.