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Jackson slept the day away and when nightfall came, he made the same preparations as before. Tonight, he was dressed in a pair of snug fitting jeans and a light grey dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbow. It was made of 100% satin and felt great against his skin. It clung to his upper torso, showing off just how fit her truly was. His hair was in its usually messy state, he had come to find out women like a men's hair that way. He chuckled as he thought that to himself and got ready to open the club, part of him hoping the beautiful woman from last night would come back.

The doors opened and people began to pool in. It was a Saturday night so the rest of the week he'd be closed until Friday again. He made enough money to get him through the week, well it was really unnecessary money, but it was money nevertheless. Jackson stayed up at the DJ stand to look through the crowd better, looking for the aqua haired beauty.
Claire just smiled at him. Like they always say, kill them with kindness. "Oh yes, your royal Highness." She said, mimicking a bow as she dropped to her knees and took the rag, squeezing any excess water out. "Thanks." She mumbled to the crew mate as she began to scrub the wooden exterior of the ship. She'd get off here, then she'd be gone, it would only be a matter of time. There was no way she was going to spend the rest of her life on a pirate ship, and if the captain thought that, well he must be drinking one too many bottles of rum.
Yes and the following night I'll have him take her out somewhere to ear or something. ^_^
Jackson smiled. "We'll see. Now sleep." He ordered. He watched until her eyes closed and he listened for steady breathing.

Jackson slipped out and back into his car before heading back to the club to get some much needed rest. Everything was already clean and it was late when he got back. He was satisfied and went into the locked room to his bed. Laying down, Jackson found himself thinking back to the beautiful young woman, and boy was she beautiful. She was on her mind, even when he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Claire was a bit surprised. "Join your crew?" She asked softly. Why? She stepped back from him. Maybe it could have its advantages? She nodded. "Fine. But I'll be just a crew member, and nothing else." She said, There were groans of protest from the men and she smirked at him. "Very well. What would my Captain have me do first? Wash the deck? Cook? Clean something?" She asked with a sarcastic attitude. If he thought for a second she was going to change her attitude he had another thing coming to him.
Jackson nodded and and helped her up and into the house. He accepted the invite and with ease found her bedroom her removed her shoes and laid her on the bed. "I'll wait until you fall asleep before I leave." He said and moved to a chair located beside the bed. It was past three now and pretty soon the sun would be coming up and he'd have to get back to the club. There was a room blocked off leading to the basement where he spent the day in a coffin resting so he'd be ready for that night.
Claire glared at him as they fought. She was taken off guard and disarmed the sword from her grasp. She groaned and reached for it. She grabbed the sword and rolled, the two swords clanked against each other and it was her who disarmed him this time, the tip of the sword pressing against his neck. "Third time is a charm?" She said, her voice dangerously low, her eyes burning into his. "Or are you too scared to try anymore?" She asked him, wiping away the rest of the crew from her mind. It was just him and her right now as far as she was concerned.
Jackson nodded, following his direction to her home. It took only five minutes to get there, not long at all like she said. He pulled up and parked his car in the driveway. He looked over to let Yvette know they were there and smiled when he saw she was asleep. He quietly and carefully opened the door and picked her up without effort and took her to the front door. He sat her down on the porch swing and gently shook her. "We're at your house." He said. He couldn't take her in without being invited in himself.
Claire let out a small yelp whenever she felt herself being pulled out of the water, still being dangled from the net. She reached up to try to free her foot, but she was already back on the ship. Dammit She thought to herself whenever she freed her food. She stared as he tossed her a sword. "You want me to fight you?" She asked, raising her eyes brows. She grabbed the sword and stood up. "Whatever." She mumbled as she put the sword out in front of her. "If you insist." She added, ready to go.
Claire didn't move from her spot. "I guess you're just going to have to stick me, pirate." She growled. She wasn't going to jump off the plank. Again she looked over the edge and spotted something underwater. A net. She smiled to herself. It looked like it was set at the front of the plank. He never planned on her dying, it was all a joke for him. Well she'd show him. "Fine." She said and couldn't help but smile to herself. She ran the side of the plank, missing the net. The water hit her and dragged her under. Her foot got caught on the net itself, bringing her underwater.
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