Its been like 23597584 million years since I updated this story, so I suggest scanning over the past chapter to remind yourself of what's going on :)

"Well I would have preferred a deep red color," Ruth said with her nose in the air, "but Rose decided she wanted Lavender. She knows I detest the color, so she did it to spite me!"

Rose rolled her eyes and grunted as she sat with her mother and two other women having tea. Except it was like Rose wasn't even there. Her mother talked about her like she wasn't there and the other women paid absolutely no attention to her. And this was what it was always like. She let herself zone out and her vision got blurry. The conversation she just had with Jack began to run through her head. She didn't want to turn him away, she actually wanted to do the exact opposite ; to throw herself into his arms and tell him that she was falling in love with him. But that was just a dream, a dream that she could never have. This was the life she was born into, and she would just have to come to accept it, no matter how miserable she was.

"Um, excuse me, I'm just going to run to the rest room for a moment," Rose said as she got up from her chair. It didn't surprise her even a little when she noticed that none of the women even glanced at her. She trudged her way up the stairs, with absolutely no intention of coming back down. She flopped onto her bed and let out a long sigh. She had a pain in her heart that she knew was from turning Jack away. He was so beautiful, so kind, and smart and funny, and she knew that he was everything she had ever wanted. She shut her eyes tightly to keep the tears from escaping. What if I never see him again? She thought.

"Darling?" She heard Cal's voice as he stepped into her room.

"Cal?" She asked, sitting up. "What are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to apologize for earlier," he said in a low voice as he sat next to her on her bed. These words stunned Rose because she had never heard him once ever apologize or admit wrong doing at all.

"Really?" She said, unable to hide her surprise.

"Well yes," he said slowly, "for snapping at you like that. It wasn't right. But…" he began. She knew there was going to be a But. "I want to make sure that we have an understanding," he said sternly. "You are to behave properly from here on out. No more seeing that boy and no more spending time with, well, anyone," he said.

"Excuse me?"

"You are mine, Rose, and I don't think you understand that," he said, trying to control his anger. Rose couldn't believe what she was hearing, and she was on the verge of tears. "From here on out, you are to report to both me and your mother where you are going and who you are with, is that clear?"

"My mother agreed to this?" She asked.

"Well yes, you've been extremely out of hand lately, and I frankly don't trust you. And on another note," he said nervously, cracking his knuckles, "I don't want anymore of this virgin nonsense. We are barely over a month away from being married and this little act you're putting up is getting old. When I request you to spend the night with me, you will do so. Understood?"

Rose had literally had enough at this point, and couldn't help but let out a loud chuckle.

"What could possibly be funny?" Cal asked.

"How dare you," she said bravely, catching Cal by surprise. "How dare you tell me what I can and cannot do. You do not control me!"

"Well someone has to!" He screamed, standing up. "The way you act and think is so improper!"

"Leave this instant!" She screamed, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes. She was literally about to rip her hair out she was so angry. Who did he think he was? Was she not worthy of thinking her own thoughts?

"Rose, please just listen – "

"No! I need to be alone," she insisted. "Please."

….

Jack put his key in the lock and slowly opened the door. His eyes stayed downcast as he walked to his room and threw his jacket on the bed. He sat down on the edge of it and put his head in his hands. He was so sure that she was feeling everything that he was. He was always so good at reading people and he swore he could see it in her eyes and the way she touched him. But he concluded that it was all in his imagination.

"Hey," Fabrizio said, stepping into his room. "Is everything alright?" He asked, although already knowing the answer. Jack simply shook his head without making any eye contact.

"Why would she want anything to do with me anyway?" He asked softly. "She probably thinks I'm such a low life."

"Jack, don't say that," Fabrizio said genuinely.

"Its true, Fabrizio. I should've known that the minute I fall completely head over heels for a girl she's completely out of my league. I can't give her anything her fiancé can."

"Its her loss, Jack," Fabrizio said. "And it wasn't all in your head. I saw the way she looked at you and her body language towards you the other night. She has feelings for you, I know it. But if she wants to stay with that prick, you're gonna have to move on," he said patting him on the shoulder.

"Right," Jack said, standing up. "I'm going for a walk. See ya later."

….

Rose was running full speed down the busy streets of New York. It was now nearing five o'clock in the evening and the sun was starting to get low in the sky. She knew exactly where she was going, and she knew exactly what she wanted to do. She needed to see Jack and needed to tell him how she felt. She wanted out of her life and out of all of her misery. She wanted to start a new life as a new person, no matter how hard it was. And she wanted to start it with him.

She hadn't yet been to his apartment, so Rose could only hope that he was at the same bridge that they had first met. And sure enough, there he was. She slowed herself to a walk to catch her breath and took in the site of him. He was still in his work clothes ; black pants and white button up shirt. She noticed that the sleeves were rolled up and the top buttons were undone, showing a little bit of his chest. He looked absolutely beautiful and her love for him only grew bigger by the second. But she also noticed the sad, distanced look in his eyes. His forearms were on the railing of the bridge and he was looking down at the water, deep in thought. She hated to interrupt his thoughts, but she couldn't contain herself any longer.

"Hello Jack."

He whipped his head around at the sound, and almost couldn't believe his eyes. He tried to suppress his smile, but it crept up on his face regardless, causing her to crack a smile as well.

"I thought you might be here," she said as she cautiously stepped forward. His eyes became bright and he held his hand out to her.

"Give me your hand," he said gently.

She smiled in anticipation and closed the remaining distance between them before slipping her hand into his. He gently tugged on her hand and brought her closer, so that their fronts were slightly touching. He smiled down at her and brushed a stray curl from her eyes.

"I'm sorry about earlier," she said in a whisper. She found it hard to breath with his crystal blue eyes staring so intensely into her own. "I was just confused by how I was feeling and – "

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Like I never have before," she said honestly. "You're everything I've ever dreamed of. And I don't care how difficult it will be to adjust to a new life style. I can't live this life anymore. And I know that if I live my life without you, that I'll go on to regret it forever," she finished, her cheeks red with shyness.

"That's what I was hoping you would say," he said with a smile. His heart was beating faster than it ever had before as he slowly lowered his head, bring his lips closer to hers. He was giving her time to know what he was doing, and to back away if she wasn't comfortable. But much to his delight and surprise, she eagerly closed the space between them, finally bringing their lips together. They kissed passionately, with Jack holding onto her waist tightly and Rose's right hand tangled in the hair at the base of his neck. They didn't care who was around or that it wasn't even dark yet, all they cared about was each other and how perfectly their lips molded together.

When they finally broke apart, they simply stared at each other in amazement before both cracking into smiles.

"Wow," Rose said under her breath, unconsciously licking her lips. She had never in her life had a kiss like that before. Jack simply smiled at her and gave her a quick peck.

"Wanna go hang out at my place?" He asked. "Its getting chilly and I don't think you want to go back home."

"Yes," she said eagerly, "I'd love to."

Sorry there was no "I'm flying!" scene, its kind of difficult to make one without the ship. Anywho review please.