He kissed me.
Duncan; my protector, was kissing me; his protectee.
I pulled away and said, "What're you doing?"
"Erm, kissing you, what does it look like, Princess?" he laughed at my shocked expression.
"But you're my bodyguard!" I choked out.
"Yeah, well, maybe I like you more than just someone who I have to protect" he pulled me into an embrace.
"But what about my father?" I mumbled against his chest, closing my eyes.
Then I remembered why we were standing outside my house in the first place.
"My father! C'mon, we have to go warn him about Mr. Azul and Alejandro!" I gasped.
"Ok, Princess," Duncan conceded, before we made our way into my house, then he whispered, "I'll wait in the hall"
"Ok" I whispered back, then I made my way into the living area.
"Daddy?" I asked the silence that rang through the house.
"Ah, Courtney, the towns very own little Princesa. The spoilt brat finally decided to show her pretty little face" an elderly man spat.
"What do ya want me to do?" I heard a male voice.
Duncan; my protector, was kissing me; his protectee.
I pulled away and said, "What're you doing?"
"Erm, kissing you, what does it look like, Princess?" he laughed at my shocked expression.
"But you're my bodyguard!" I choked out.
"Yeah, well, maybe I like you more than just someone who I have to protect" he pulled me into an embrace.
"But what about my father?" I mumbled against his chest, closing my eyes.
Then I remembered why we were standing outside my house in the first place.
"My father! C'mon, we have to go warn him about Mr. Azul and Alejandro!" I gasped.
"Ok, Princess," Duncan conceded, before we made our way into my house, then he whispered, "I'll wait in the hall"
"Ok" I whispered back, then I made my way into the living area.
"Daddy?" I asked the silence that rang through the house.
"Ah, Courtney, the towns very own little Princesa. The spoilt brat finally decided to show her pretty little face" an elderly man spat.
"What do ya want me to do?" I heard a male voice.
courtney pov
its been 87 years since i set sail on the titantic and yet i can still smell the fresh paint the beds had never been slept in and most people called it the ship of dreams and well it certantly was
"the new unsinkable ship is about the set sail today" news reporters would of said as little kids would of looked upon that ship with admaration whiching that 1 day they would be riding 1st class on it but to me it was a prision ship taking me back to america in chains outside i was everything a well brought up girl should be inside i was screaming.
but there was 1 person who changed all that his name was duncan dawson and he was the man i feel in love with. sadly he was lost in the sinking of the titanic and i never even got a picture of him but then again why dont i just tell you he story
its been 87 years since i set sail on the titantic and yet i can still smell the fresh paint the beds had never been slept in and most people called it the ship of dreams and well it certantly was
"the new unsinkable ship is about the set sail today" news reporters would of said as little kids would of looked upon that ship with admaration whiching that 1 day they would be riding 1st class on it but to me it was a prision ship taking me back to america in chains outside i was everything a well brought up girl should be inside i was screaming.
but there was 1 person who changed all that his name was duncan dawson and he was the man i feel in love with. sadly he was lost in the sinking of the titanic and i never even got a picture of him but then again why dont i just tell you he story