The Announcement

By M and Bridgid

 

Jack Aubrey rested his book on his chest and turned to the woman who lay beside him in bed.  "I have been thinking my love, we should have a dinner party, invite M and Mr. Thorne, would that please you?"

Bridgid had been quiet since the Australia Day celebrations, it was nothing he could put his finger on and he hoped it had nothing to do with him but, her melancholy was evident. Others he knew would not see it, his Siren was adept at concealing her feelings but he knew, there was little she could hide from him and he from her.    

After all she'd been though with that bloody snake and the indignity that went along with it, she was not her usual self of course. Now she was knee deep in the new business in Coffs. Opening the Outrigger Sail Shop was something she'd kept quiet from the community with the exception of one person. Max Skinner had approved a small business loan for her. That suited her. She wanted to do this for the most part on her own.

"Jack, it would be great. I've not seen hide nor hair of M and Terry since we've been here with the exception of that...professional visit.

"I can't seem to find the time to do this in my mind. Not now that the shop will be opening. Maybe in a couple of weeks," she sighed

He reached out his hand to stroke her hair.  "You have no idea how worried I was when you were bitten, thank goodness for M. You know all work and no play is not good for you my dear." He dropped the book on the floor, hoping The Admiral wouldn't mind and turned to her.  "I understand how important this venture is to you Bridgid but you should make time for you. I fear you are running yourself into the mast love."     

"Please don't worry, "she replied. "Jack, I thrive on stress and you know that once the shop is open, things will slow down. At least for me but I'm not sure about M."

Turning so she could look into his eyes she smiled sweetly. "I should make time for you, Aubrey. I've been meaning to back you into a corner about something you said to my brother. Remember?"

Her eyes always enchanted him. In them he saw the sea, the sky and absolute love. "Madam, you may back me into a corner any time you choose but as for your brother I remember not what I said to him, enlighten me."

This was amusing her. It was the night Jason arrived when Jack had called him his future brother in law.

"Ah avoiding it are we," she teased. "And here I thought you were going to make an honest woman out of me."

It was the game that she found amusing, the game of teasing Jack. He was either loaded for bear to fire back when she did this or he stumbled completely. This should prove to be an interesting exchange.

"Madam, I have always believed you to be an honest woman, are you telling me you need me to affirm that? If so then I shall take an advertisement out in our newspaper. Commander Jack Aubrey would have you know that Bridgid Morgan is an honest woman. That do you?"

With a shrug and soft smile of disappointment she replied "I think I have Cal's phone number in my wallet. He gave me his card so I could advertise in the Glen Times. If you would like to call him, I'll get it for you."

"Why don't you give it to me in the morning, I have other things on my mind tonight."  His hand traced the length of her leg. "I love you Bridgid, you are the truth in my life." 

"I love you too, Jack," came her reply, but she got out of bed and made her way to the shower. That's what she needed right now, some cleansing."

The Commander decided he would not go after her. Tomorrow she would know and that was time enough. She didn't need to give him Cal's number, he had it already. When the advertisement went in the whole Glen would know. He smiled as he closed his eyes, the siren and the sailor. 



The Commander called Cal early the next morning. It was an announcement Cal was happy to include in the paper.

"Residents of The Glen. Commander John Aubrey respectfully requests the hand of Bridgid Morgan in marriage. Madam, I would hope you answer yes." 

 

 

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