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Tortugan nightfall and most of the crew had gone ashore, but Cook was playing the fiddle and Jamie was singing of love lost and long forsaken, and Elizabeth danced upon the deck of the Pearl. She wore no heavy skirts, nor the jewellery to match, and her steps were not measured or slow, she was spinning, spinning around, like she had on a fire-lit isle, her hair trailing out like a banner. She was quite aware of him, the pirate captain perched on a coil of cordage, speaking to Gibbs about some matter or other, but it was not like it had been in the days before. She remembered the taste of him too well for that, she could, with little difficulty and far more satisfaction than was entirely appropriate, recall the tremble of his pulse against her lips and the sound of him catching his breath, on account of her touch. It went to her head, this knowledge, it thrummed through her blood like the wash of the surf, her legs turning weak and strong at once, and her thoughts running wild and wicked. When Gibbs took his flask in hand and rose, Jack lifted his head and leaned back. His fingers, deprived of a reason for affluent gesture, began to tap in time with the music, and if he swayed, it was, for once, to a rhythm she could hear. She did not shy from the keen edge of his gaze, narrowed upon her; she wanted him to see her, Elizabeth Turner, for all that she was. She wanted to make him burn inside, like she had and still did, until there was no remedy, no balm to be found, for either of them, except one. A swirl and a twirl, a sway of hip and a stomp of foot, and she ended up in front of him. The corners of her mouth tipped upwards, and she held out her arm. “Dance with me, Captain Sparrow.”
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