A Pirates Passion

Chapter 31

Madeline walked back to the house and found it empty. She raked her hands through her hair. It had already been another emotional day and she was tired. She walked to her room and climbed into bed and closed her eyes.

Jack found that there was fresh white fish available at the market place so he bought some fish, lemons, and fresh herbs. He then bought all he would need for a green salad. "I'll make me specialty, lemon herb fish," he told JJ. He had a thought, "Do ye think Timothy's mum would let ye sleep over again?" Jack asked.

"Probably." JJ said as they headed back to the house. "Why?"

"Ye said ye wanted to help me and yer mum get together and the more time we are alone together the better our chances of making that happen," Jack smiled.

JJ smiled up at his father. "Aye Da." He said and they hurried into the house. JJ looked around. "Where's mum?"

Jack put his finger to his lips, "She's probably asleep, so why don't ye head on over to Timothy's," he said softly.

JJ smiled and hugged his father. "Aye Da. I love you." He called and ran out of the house. As he went towards Timothy's house, he couldn't help but smile.

Jack went straight to work on dinner. First he mixed the green salad. He then mixed up Raspberry vinaigrette dressing for it. When that was complete he set the table including setting out candles.

When that was finished he went to the bathroom and took a quick bath. He then dressed in fresh clothes. He was then ready to cook the fish which he'd put in the icebox until he was ready to cook them. He hoped the fresh smells of the cooking would waken his lady- love.

Tonight would be a new beginning for him and Maddy. One he hoped would be happier and longer lasting then their last.

Madeline stirred when she heard noises coming from the kitchen. She stretched and stood up. She slowly opened the door and could see only candlelight illuminating the house. She slowly made her way towards the kitchen. She passed through the dining room and her heart leapt to her throat when she saw the table.

A table set for two. Complete with candles. She continued on towards the kitchen and saw Jack standing by the sink looking out the window. "Jack."

Jack turned and smiled at her. He moved close to her and kissed her cheek, "Why don't ye change for dinner, something feminine," he whispered softly then kissed her palm.

Madeline felt her entire arm tingle as he kissed her palm. What was he up to? "Alright." She said in a whispered voice of her own. She reluctantly released her hand from his and went back to her room.

She opened her wardrobe and looked inside. She pulled out a pale pink off the shoulder dress. It was very feminine. Made out of satin and lace. She put it on and went to brush her hair. She tied a pink satin headband in her hair, leaving her hair down, brushing over her shoulders. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she could see her every curve. Her breasts pushed high. She sighed and went back to Jack.

Jack placed the fillets on the plates as well as salad. He opened a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. He was placing these on the table when she emerged from her room. She took his breath away. He smiled at her, as he looked her over slowly.

He pulled out a chair, "Dinner is served milady," he said breathlessly and reached for her hand. She came around the table and took it. "You look stunning Madeline," he whispered as she took her seat.

"Thank you Jack." She said as she watched him. She noticed he had changed from earlier in the day and he looked even more handsome. She looked at the table. "Did ye do all of this?"

"Aye and don't worry about JJ he's at Timothy's again," Jack said and winked at her.

Madeline looked at him with wide eyes. "Oh." She whispered. She picked up her fork, but her hands were shaking so bad she dropped it. "Bloody hell."

Jack gave her a hungry look over the rim of his glass. He simply smiled as he lowered it and picked up his own fork, "I hope ye like the vinaigrette," he told her.

Madeline picked her fork back up and speared her salad. "It's delicious Jack." She said looking at him. Was she misreading the look in his eye? The very thought made her heart race. She picked up her glass of wine and quickly took a drink. Damn she was nervous.

"I felt I owed you an apology for this afternoon. I put JJ up to stealing yer clothes," Jack confessed with a wickedly devilish smile.

"Pirate." She said with a smile. "No apology needed Jack." She said taking a bite of her fish. She closed her eyes and savored it. "Jack, this is to die for."

"It was something I picked up the last time I visited Greece," Jack shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm glad you like it. I was a little concerned since we just had crab the other night, I thought you might not want seafood again so soon," he smiled. He could see the wheels in her head turning.

"Oh no, it's fine Jack. I love fish." She said looking at him smile. "Aren't you hungry?" She asked seeing as how he had hardly touched anything on his plate.

Jack once again raised his wineglass to his lips, "Famished," he said breathlessly.

Madeline felt her heart stop. She looked at him with her fork in midair. She set her fork down. It was now or never. "Then I suggest Captain Sparrow, that ye should eat." She said in a whisper. She was so unsure of what he would do she curled her toes under her dress.

Jack seemed to come out of a daze and blinked, "Aye, so how are the wedding plans coming," he asked picking up his fork and dove into his food hungrily. He had to play this hand just right; if he moved too fast things would turn out badly.

Madeline bit her lip. She picked up her wine glass and finished the contents. "Good." She said setting her glass down. "Michael can't wait to marry Sierra. He loves her so much." She said not looking at him and picking her fork back up. "May I have some more wine Jack?"

"Certainly," Jack said refilling her glass. "He should, Sierra is a beautiful girl. I just hope he appreciates what he has," Jack said.

Madeline eyed him questioningly. "I'm sure he does." She said quietly. She finished her fish and pushed her plate away and finished her wine. "Jack, you outdid yourself. This was delicious."

Jack slid back his chair, "We're not finished yet," he said and disappeared to the kitchen.

He returned with a silver platter of strawberries dipped in chocolate, he hadn't made them but had seen them in the candy shop in town. He thought they were pretty and would taste heavenly. "Dessert," he said placing the platter in the center of the table. He returned to his chair.

Madeline looked. "My favorite. You remembered." She whispered. She picked one up and bit into it. She closed her eyes as she chewed. "Mmmmm, these are so good." She opened her eyes to see Jack watching her again from over the rim of his glass.

"Maddy I've not forgotten what brings ye pleasure," Jack purred.