THE LAST TIME TITANIC EVER SAW DAYLIGHT
Chapter Two
Jack's heart was beating wildly with joy and
excitement. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected Rose to come to him.
She smiled at him, matching his mischievous glee with her own. "Now close
your eyes..." A trace of surprise and apprehension crossed her face. He
considered kissing her then and there as his eyes took in the splendor of the
moment. "Go on."
Obeying his request, Rose placed herself
entirely reliant on him. Moving his hand to the small of her back, Jack felt
the same spark and sensation he had experienced the previous night while
leading her around the third class party. For a moment he nearly lost all
concentration, but he forced the temptation down, determined to not do anything
to jeopardize his future with her. "Step up." He led her toward the
very extreme front of the mighty ship. Noticing her questioning movements, Jack
added, "Now, hold onto the rail." Then, he felt himself growing
worried something would go wrong: Rose might open her eyes before he was
prepared to show her the surprise. "Keep your eyes closed and don't
peek."
Rose enjoyed the game and then looked with
eagerness to what this incredible man was prepared to show her. Her heart
fluttered gently beneath her calm composure, and every time his warm body grew
close to hers as he led her forward, remarkable sensations soared through each
nerve in her being. She could feel his tender hands caressing her back and
holding securely and lovingly onto her hand and at that moment, she knew where
her heart truly did lie. "I'm not," her voice seemed to say without
even acknowledging it.
"Step up onto the rail. Hold on. Hold
on."
A softly amused laugh from Rose echoed in the
air around him and Jack savored it all, desiring to never let it end. By then
the wind was washing her scent and her beauty into him. Despite the sudden turn
of a chill in the air, they both seemed warmed by the passion between them and
the sun setting in the horizon, the same sun casting a magnificent glow on her
face that only added to the beauty Jack adored about her. The next question was
one he had to ask, one he had to be sure of. "Do you trust me?"
"I trust you," she responded,
setting his soul to heaven.
Gently, he lifted her arms away from her
sides, recalling the song they enjoyed and the feelings of freedom he felt with
the dolphins below him. The way Rose placed herself entirely into his care
astounded him. It appeared she had given her heart away just as quickly as he
had. "All right. Open your eyes."
When she did, her senses became alive and she
grew in awe of everything around her. While she had seen several sunsets in her
life, nothing prepared her for the spectacular array of colors that stretched
across the ever flowing sea before them. The wind seemed to lift her and carry
her on a magical flight. "I'm flying!" Rose exclaimed, elevated by
the splendor before them.
Jack cherished the way she said his name
after that. He always wanted to have her close and to see the same happiness
that emerged through her. For once his soul seemed intertwined with another and
every relationship he ever experienced in his life no longer mattered to him.
Rose was the only he could possibly love... "Come Josephine in my
flying machine," he began to sing, leaning himself forward even more
so his face rested next to her velvet cheek. Rose laughed as Jack stretched his
arms to meet hers, their fingers moving about each others. "Going up
she goes, up she goes..."
Suddenly, the power of nature around him
became too strong. Jack's desires appeared matched in Rose's gentle lean into
him. Their hands spoke volumes through the movements, more than words needed.
With the wind cascading over them, he slowly lowered his arms, still holding
onto hers, until they encircled her waist. Rose turned to peer at him. Instead
of sensing surprise or shock, all he saw in her eyes was the same reflection of
his own fire and desire. She leaned toward him and he met her halfway, their
lips locking as every door either had kept locked to their heart was opened.
They continued to kiss, to forget everything
around them, each one growing more and more with passion. Jack marveled at the
touch of her hand as it met the back of his head, its fingers running through
his hair. Every ounce of fire and love poured out of them as they both
surrendered to the night, the moment ,and to the mystical and inevitable power
of their hearts...
It was Jack who finally pulled away, overcome
with emotion. The entire moment seemed surreal. Rose's blue eyes met his and a
smile formed. He couldn't help himself and leaned in to kiss her again. Pulling
away, they both grew aware of the sun's absence from the sky, the cold night
air enveloping them. "Are you cold?"
He expected her to climb down, but to his
amazement she pulled herself closer to him and simply nodded. The feel of her
close to him was incredible. There was nothing he wanted more than to just hold
her. Suddenly. her eyes stared into his. "Jack, come with me to my
room." Her next comment put his own thoughts into words. "I don't
want this night to end."