Still More 'Dark of the Moon'
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dwgmIn my effort to forget my frustration with my new printer/scanner, I sat down and wrote still more Dark of the Moon. Thanks, again, to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hereswith for the edit.
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“How’s Mrs. Granger?”
Jack, who’d been cheerily haranguing the morning watch, turned to Bill. “She’s good,” he said, fighting down a reminiscent smirk. “Quite good, actually.”
Apparently he hadn’t fought hard enough. Bootstrap’s brows twitched together. “Jack! You didn’t!”
Jack rolled his eyes a bit. “Don’t get yer tail in a twist. I kissed ‘er, is all. Nothin’ wrong with that.” He saw that Bill wasn’t having this and added, defensively, “You kiss Mary—“
“She’s my wife!”
“—among others!”
Bill flushed. “That’s just a bit of fun, and you know it! Mrs. Granger ain’t some lightskirt.”
Jack chuckled. “No,” he agreed.
“Then why’d you do it?”
Jack scowled, suddenly. “Bloody hell, Bill, what’s it to you? You know I won’t hurt her. Or don’t you trust me?”
“Not sure I do in this pass. Might be too much of a temptation, havin’ her so close. Sounds like it already is. And she was willing?”
There was patent disbelief in Bill’s tone, but Jack couldn’t really argue with it. “Well… ‘twasn’t her idea. But she didn’t raise a fuss. Not at first. I left off when she did.”
“Well, thank God for that!”
“Enough!” snapped Jack, annoyed. “You know what sort of man I am. And she’s under my protection!”
“Just see that you remember it,” Bill returned, annoyed himself. “Aye, I do know what sort of man you are: a bloody great flirt, an’ don’t tell me different. The poor lass doesn’t stand a chance. You need to be wise for the both of you and keep your distance, as much as you can.”
Jack cocked his head, considering. He’d never been much for wisdom that curtailed his desires. But he said, peaceably, “I’ll think on it. You’ll just have to trust me, Bill, all right?”
Bill shook his head. “Don’t break her heart, Jack. She don’t need that on top of everything else.”
“It was a kiss, Bill. Nothing serious about it, and I won’t try to persuade her otherwise, you may lay on that.”
“No, but you won’t have to, will you?” Bill said. “Like I said, I know what you are, Jack. Have a care.”
*
TBC
hereswith for the edit.[17]
“How’s Mrs. Granger?”
Jack, who’d been cheerily haranguing the morning watch, turned to Bill. “She’s good,” he said, fighting down a reminiscent smirk. “Quite good, actually.”
Apparently he hadn’t fought hard enough. Bootstrap’s brows twitched together. “Jack! You didn’t!”
Jack rolled his eyes a bit. “Don’t get yer tail in a twist. I kissed ‘er, is all. Nothin’ wrong with that.” He saw that Bill wasn’t having this and added, defensively, “You kiss Mary—“
“She’s my wife!”
“—among others!”
Bill flushed. “That’s just a bit of fun, and you know it! Mrs. Granger ain’t some lightskirt.”
Jack chuckled. “No,” he agreed.
“Then why’d you do it?”
Jack scowled, suddenly. “Bloody hell, Bill, what’s it to you? You know I won’t hurt her. Or don’t you trust me?”
“Not sure I do in this pass. Might be too much of a temptation, havin’ her so close. Sounds like it already is. And she was willing?”
There was patent disbelief in Bill’s tone, but Jack couldn’t really argue with it. “Well… ‘twasn’t her idea. But she didn’t raise a fuss. Not at first. I left off when she did.”
“Well, thank God for that!”
“Enough!” snapped Jack, annoyed. “You know what sort of man I am. And she’s under my protection!”
“Just see that you remember it,” Bill returned, annoyed himself. “Aye, I do know what sort of man you are: a bloody great flirt, an’ don’t tell me different. The poor lass doesn’t stand a chance. You need to be wise for the both of you and keep your distance, as much as you can.”
Jack cocked his head, considering. He’d never been much for wisdom that curtailed his desires. But he said, peaceably, “I’ll think on it. You’ll just have to trust me, Bill, all right?”
Bill shook his head. “Don’t break her heart, Jack. She don’t need that on top of everything else.”
“It was a kiss, Bill. Nothing serious about it, and I won’t try to persuade her otherwise, you may lay on that.”
“No, but you won’t have to, will you?” Bill said. “Like I said, I know what you are, Jack. Have a care.”
*
TBC
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Date: 2006-04-05 11:00 pm (UTC)You can learn a lot, writing pirate stories. ;)