her smile ain't seen the light of day
"Peggin'?" Eloise wrinkled her nose at that. Her more duchess-based ideals had been shattered since being aboard Jack's ship and engaging in a bit of casual sex while on shore leave, but still, something inside of her took offence to his phrasing. Probably because it was such a masculine way of putting it.
Humming a sound of agreement, Eloise's gaze drifted out to the illusory horizon where it remained for a moment, her fingers stilling with her thoughts. The men she was meeting had said something about it all having come from a rich uncle or such who'd died recently. She thought it a rather bland cover story for "shit's stolen, yo", but hadn't worried too much about it. Now, she wondered if there wasn't a small kernel of truth in it. Specifically, the recently dead part.
"Mm, that she does." Eloise agreed through dry lips after far too long a pause, realizing she'd zoned off. Giving Jack a look, thinking herself foolish for treating him so unlike the predator he was, all because his eyes were closed, she let her hands slip down to the muscles of his shoulders all under the guise of relieving tension. Really, she just didn't want to go yet. The world awaited beyond his cabin doors, an unfamiliar world of fences and backroom bartering that she only pretended she understood.
Humming a sound of agreement, Eloise's gaze drifted out to the illusory horizon where it remained for a moment, her fingers stilling with her thoughts. The men she was meeting had said something about it all having come from a rich uncle or such who'd died recently. She thought it a rather bland cover story for "shit's stolen, yo", but hadn't worried too much about it. Now, she wondered if there wasn't a small kernel of truth in it. Specifically, the recently dead part.
"Mm, that she does." Eloise agreed through dry lips after far too long a pause, realizing she'd zoned off. Giving Jack a look, thinking herself foolish for treating him so unlike the predator he was, all because his eyes were closed, she let her hands slip down to the muscles of his shoulders all under the guise of relieving tension. Really, she just didn't want to go yet. The world awaited beyond his cabin doors, an unfamiliar world of fences and backroom bartering that she only pretended she understood.
exchanged it for some treasures somewhere along the way
