“Good heavens, boy.” Jack Sparrow drawled as he leaned back in his chair and looked at her, “Are you blushing?” he asked with narrowed eyes and Josette shifted in her chair while fixing the hat upon her head. “No.” she mumbled as she avoided looking at her captain and his latest conquest. Jack studied her face before he smirked, “You’re not a virgin, are you?” his eyes danced with mirth and she scowled.
No, I am. But what I certainly am not is a boy. She thought as she remained silent.