Drowning is Too Late to Learn by @accio-ambition; rated T
“Right,” Emma monotones. “Anyway, if you guys could give me a tour of the boat-”
“Ship, love.” It’s Jones that interrupts her and she can tell, just knows, that he’s going to do that for the entirety of this project. “The Jolly Roger’s a ship, not a boat.”
“Not your love,” she mutters. And then, under her breath to self, she mumbles, “Really not your love.”
In a moment, he’s somehow magically appeared at her side instead of in front of her, breaking all her boundaries. “We shall see, Swan,” he whispers in her ear. “We shall see.”
Emma jumps, if for no other reason to hide the dissipating goosebumps on her skin.
“Gimme a tour of the ship -” she looks pointedly at Jones- “like Jeff said and we can all get on with our lives.”
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