A/N: This is based on the Doris Day/Cary Grant Movie called a Touch of Mink. If you have seen the movie, you should see where I imported scenes from it. Premise is this, Elizabeth is a virgin newcomer to town whose beauty causes men to forget they are married, Jason is a rich playboy, mix in mistaken identity, crazy friends and you have what follows.

Part One

"Elizabeth, the problem with you is, that when men see you, they forget their wives, what you need to do, is pull your hair back, dress in dark colors wearing flat chunky oxfords and wear clear glasses, then, just maybe, they will remember their wives before they ask you out." Said Georgie as she looked at her older roommate.

"But I don't do anything to encourage them." The artist said bewildered.

"Elizabeth, since you moved to Port Charles, I have heard more men say that their wives just don't understand them. You can't help it, but you draw them like bees to honey." She said with a soft laugh. "But like I said, next time, you listen to me. We make you into plain Jane Liz, not Beth, not Lizzie, not Elizabeth. No more men chasing you around the desk, around the hub. I promise."

Grimacing, Georgie looked at the clock, "I have to head to the diner, before Lucky decides that he can dock my pay again."

"Why don't you quit that job, its not like we don't have enough money to get through until you can find another one." Elizabeth suggested.

"I was there first." She said firmly. "Bobbie promised to make him stop throwing his weight around; I am going to keep her to that promise."

"Well I have to go deal with Lansing, the playboy of the Port Charles Unemployment office. What a sleaze ball. If his dad wasn't the city attorney, he wouldn't even have that job."

~~^~~

After a discouraging morning filling out applications, Elizabeth was excited when she got a call back from one of the early drop offs. "Ms. Webber, this is Kate Howard of Crimson magazine. Could you please stop in for an interview this afternoon?"

"Certainly, Ms. Howard." She said while grinning and dancing around on the street. Hanging up, she looked down at her outfit. The pale green tulip flared skirt was paired with a fitted jacket, embroidered in a darker green. It was a designer outfit, but at least two years out of date. Luckily Nicole Farhi was pretty much timeless.

Her only issue, she had worn leather ballerina flats since she had been enjoying the early spring weather. Oh well, hopefully no one would notice, she thought to herself as she looked at her narrow platinum watch, a gift from her father on her eighteenth birthday five years before.

She had two hours to go before she could stop into the unemployment office then the diner which was nearby for lunch, so she took the cross town bus to the Port Charles Art Museum to look at the Diego Velacruz exhibit, the Rokeby Venus was being shown and she had wanted to see it for ages.

The rare painting of Venus was actually owned by a local art collector but was rarely exhibited. Somehow the Quartermaine family had managed to talk its owner into the showing in honor of Lila Quartermaine, a well known art lover who had given millions to the museum over the years.

Crossing the broad expanse in front of the museum just as the rain began to fall, Elizabeth was grateful she had arrived just in time to stay dry.

~~^~~

"Johnny, I didn't need you holding my hand, I could have come on my own." Said an annoyed Jason as he glared at his second in command who was so close, he could feel his breath on the back of his neck.

"I was more concerned about you strangling that annoyingly officious Alexis Davis than anything else. Do you think I like following you around, one step behind you, for the sole purpose of keeping you from strangling her?" he mocked.

"Go back to the office; Ms. Davis has learned to avoid me. I think she finally gets that I am not interested in meeting her daughter." He said with a chuckle which was abruptly cut off when he saw the beautiful brunette standing in front of his painting.

Walking up, he said "You resemble her."

Turning; amused at the pick up line, Elizabeth said "And you know this how, since all we see is her naked back considering I am fully dressed."

With eyes that trailed hotly over her, Jason said "In my imagination, I see you in my bed, your hair tangled as it is pinned to the top of your head, your naked back facing me as you look in the mirror at the sated expression on your face."

Flushing a bit, she regained control then said "Really? Funny, when I look at this wonderful painting, I wonder at what kind of person, keeps it to himself. Why the owner doesn't share it with the world?"

"Maybe like me, he is looking for his own personal Venus, then he would be willing to let go of the faux one." He said with another appraising glance.

Hearing her phone beeping, Elizabeth quickly excused herself while just as Jason was following to track her down, he heard a voice he didn't want to. "Jason, I am surprised to see you here."

"Grandfather." He said with a groan as he looked at the old man out of common courtesy. "Look, I will stop over to see you later this week, there is someone I have to locate."

Hurrying to his limo, he saw Johnny on the phone even as he asked Max, his driver if he had seen a beautiful brunette leaving the museum just before him.

"Yes, she crossed to the parking lot, drove off in a blue sedan." The chauffeur said as he flashed to the woman he had seen leaving the museum wearing only jeans and a leather jacket in the rain soaked afternoon.

"Don't lose it." Jason ordered even as he went to dealing with Johnny and the long distance call to Japan.

Max gunned the powerful engine and the car responded quickly. Johnny looked up just in time to see the woman standing at the curb wearing an ivory colored coat and carrying a large multihued umbrella getting splashed.

"Hey wait. Stop!"

He called out while Jason countermanded the order. "No, don't lose the car."

"We splashed someone. Morgan." Stated Johnny in shock, his boss was usually a very compassionate person, but he didn't even look out the window as they continued on their way.

"I will find out later who it was, right now, my future wife is driving away in that car." Jason said to the shock of the two men with him. When they pulled up along side the smaller Ford Fiesta, Johnny watched in astonishment as Jason hit the button to lower the window and then just as quickly raised it. "Wait, Max, you idiot, that isn't the woman."

"You said beautiful." He said confused. "I thought she was hot."

"Hot isn't beautiful and I assure you, that isn't hot either. More like road hard and put up wet." He snapped. "What happened to the beautiful brunette wearing the green suit?"

Johnny sat back, looked at his boss, then said "Well, my guess, you are the very last man in the world she will accept a date with."

"Why would you say that." He asked the dark haired Italian then narrowed his eyes. "You know who she is, tell me."

"Gladly." He said. "Remember the woman I wanted you to stop to apologize to for splashing? That would be your now former future wife."

"I will just track her down, once we are together, I am sure she will laugh it off when I tell her about this little incident, but first, first I have to woo her, charm her into my bed and then, once I have found out we are compatible, in and out of bed, marry her."

"Really, you think that will work?" he asked doubtfully. "You will deceive her about this? I don't think so."

"Why not?" asked an annoyed Jason at the smug look on Johnny's face.

"Because Mr. Morgan, the young woman was writing down the license plate as we drove off." He pointed out.

"I still don't' understand.' Replied Jason, his mind on beautiful blue eyes, plush lips and a body he could see wrapped around him in his dreams.

"Jason, the license, it is Morgan One. And we all know there is no possible way for you to deny being Jason Morgan. Too many people…"

"Know who I am." He said groaning. "Now what am I going to do?"

~~^~~

Have you done any work in the last four weeks for which you received remittance?" asked the dark haired sleaze behind the counter.

"No." she answered.

"Have you been offered a paid position at any time in the last four weeks?" he asked while leering at her.

"No." she answered.

"Have you been looking for a job during the last four weeks?" he asked.

"Yes." She said then saw him pulling out her unemployment check. Placing her hand on the counter, to take it, she was annoyed when he pulled it back. "May I have my check please?"

"You know, if I think you are lying about any of the answers to the above questions, I can legally withhold this check." He said. "So, why don't you have dinner with me, what do you say."

"What do I say?" she asked now beyond pissed, she had already had a very bad day, now Lansing wanted to be the playboy of the Port Charles unemployment office. "I say you are going to hand over my check or I am going to play the recording I just made of you propositioning me for a reporter at the Herald."

"You can't do that." He said with a furtive glance at the two workers on either side of him. "You would get me fired."

"That is the point of this exercise." She said then saw him handing over her check. "Mr. Lansing, may I just tell you that I find you to be a truly loathsome, utterly repellant individual and if you ever make the mistake of trying this again, I will do more than get you fired, I will sue your ass."

Walking away, Elizabeth felt some small sense of satisfaction, even as she heard her phone ringing. "Thank you, sir."

"I am sorry, Elizabeth, but unfortunately, it isn't a crime." Said Mac as he apologized again for not being able to do anything about her being splashed. "However, the car is part of a fleet that is owned by Morgan Enterprises, I am sure that if Jason Morgan knew, he would be upset. He is a fair man. You might want to contact him to find out who the driver and or the passenger of the limo were."

~~^~~

Georgie was waiting on her last lunch customer when she saw Lucky Spencer's wife Siobhan leaving and grimaced. When she was finished for the day, the red head had no idea her husband spent the afternoon trying to flirt with any halfway decent female customer that came through the doors.

And right on time, Elizabeth walked in, looking a bit bedraggled. "What happened to you?"

"A Morgan limo splashed me on my way out of the museum." She said with a sigh. "Your dad said I don't have much recourse and Kate Howard wouldn't let me reschedule the interview."

"Well if she is that unbending, maybe working for her wouldn't be such a good idea." She said trying to be optimistic for her best friend. "Why don't I get you a bowl of chili and some toast, on the house?"

"That is fine, I can't believe this, this outfit is ruined." She said lifting the hem of her skirt so that Georgie could see the mud stain. "I am going to try and get this to come out."

"I will get your lunch." Said Georgie who saw Lucky watching her walk off. Seeing him writing on a piece of paper, she was almost to the kitchen when he smugly said "I got you now."

"Really? How?" she mocked.

"You were giving away food. Just wait until I tell Bobbie." He said. "However, I would be willing to forget this, letting you keep your job, if you get me a date with her."

"Bobbie, if you really want to spend time with your aunt, you don't need me to ask her for you." She said being deliberately obtuse.

"You know I am talking about your friend." He said scowling at her.

"Lucky, did you forget about Siobhan, you know your wife?" she asked.

"You know it is only a green card marriage, and besides, she doesn't get me, doesn't get what being a Spencer is all about." He said never taking his eyes off the bathroom door.

"Now how did I know you were going to say that." She retorted with irony. "Lucky, if this was the last job on earth and I was dependent on you to keep it, I still wouldn't set you up on a date with Elizabeth."

~~^~~

John and Jason were sitting in his office, discussing the deal with Worldwide Enterprises. "He wants a meeting tonight, to discuss things. He said its why he won't sell to you, that you won't have a face to face meeting with him."

"I am offering top dollar, a golden parachute for his undeserving top executives, what more can the man possible want?" asked an annoyed Jason.

"Hey, like I told you before, he wants to make sure that his people are taken care of." said Johnny with a shrug. "Remember when you meet him tonight, don't do your usual monosyllabic routine where you let the lawyers do all the talking. That is part of the problem. Diane is a fabulous attorney, don't get me wrong, but she is a well known shark."

"That is what I pay her to be." he said annoyed "Just like I pay you to take care of these type problems, why on earth is this man demanding to speak to me personally? What part of I don't make this personal doesn't he get?"

"Mr. Yee is..." Johnny stopped speaking when Jason's assistant, the very formidable Ms. Johnson entered the room.

"Mr. Morgan, those ladies will be here to speak to you in an hour and you have to speak to Martins in ten minutes." she said with a frown.

She wasn't so sure that those ladies were interested in helping women in need, from the sounds of it, they were more interested in holding themselves up as all that was proper in the world. That her boss was going to donate prime real estate to their plan, she wasn't so sure they appreciated him as much as they should.

"Well, I guess I will go and spend an hour with my shrink." said Johnny with a smirk. "Stop and have a nice lunch with a couple of martinis on the way back."

Once at Epiphany Johnson's desk, he said "I know you don't approve, but he thinks he is doing a good deed."

"Those women are rather full of themselves." she said with a sniff. "As for you, why don't you use some of that boatloads of money he is paying you and get a real shrink and find out why you aren't married yet."

"Maybe, Epiphany, I am waiting for you to decide to have me." he said with an exaggerated leer.

"Go, visit your doctor, but instead of that highfalutin restaurant with the overpriced warm beer, stop at the diner, down near our Cannery project. And while you are there, bring me back Waldorf Salad with some light raspberry vinaigrette dressing."

Epiphany was certain she knew the perfect woman for John, but like her boss, he was often too tunnel minded to see what was right in front of him. Well she would practice on him, then move on to the boss.

"I live to please." he said bowing to her then taking the elevator down from the eighteenth floor offices to cross the street. Finding his own car, he unlocked the doors on the high octane Mercedes and drove off.

At the hospital, he saw Dr. Hunter was waiting for him and was soon lying back on the sofa. "So, John, what shall we discuss today. You family, your love life or how about your job."

Matt Hunter was ecstatic when the dark haired Italian began to pontificate on his job, usually when this happened, he picked up stock tips, tips that had allowed him to pay off his student loans five years early and had gotten him a condo, a nice Audi and a yearly vacation to Vegas.

"As I was saying, Jason dragged me out of my life in academia, not that having that student, Lulu Spencer falsely accusing me of offering to inflate her grade for sex didn't have something to do with my leaving, because it did."

"The only fallout for her was being required to retake the class, I was exonerated when she tried the same thing with her English Lit professor, but by that time I had been tainted by her lies."

Matt tuned out, waiting for him to discuss more recent events and he had gotten lucky as Johnny said "And now Mr. Yee is demanding Jason go to meet with him in person. Jason truly doesn't get that for Mr. Yee it is about his employees. So I have to play peacemaker."

Matt made a note in the side margins to check into Worldwide stock, he had heard nothing of any takeover bid and if it was true, well he would make a killing when the news got out and the stock went through the roof.

Paying attention just in case there was anything else, he frowned and said "I see." as Johnny discussed what had happened that morning. "So, your boss splashed one woman and chased after another? Sounds like he is up to his usual tricks."

"No, no, that is a fallacy, Jason doesn't do that. He doesn't chase women." Matt tuned out again, then hearing the sound of the bell announced. "That is all we have time for today. We will have to meet tomorrow, we are making good progress."

Johnny just left, he always felt lighter after taking to Dr. Hunter, like he had unburdened himself. He had no friends outside of work, no one to speak to about the things going on and with the good doctor, thanks to patient privacy laws, he couldn't discuss anything said.

Arriving at the diner, he parked across from the entrance, hurrying in to pick up the lunch orders. Seeing the small clean diner, he was almost to the counter when he saw HER.

Sitting at a table, with her clearly damaged coat tossed over another chair, he was drawn to her, like a moth to a flame. "May I ask, your coat, what happened to it?"

Surprised, Elizabeth warily looked up at the handsome man, not ready to be hit on yet again. "A car splashed me, down by the PC Museum."

"A limo, right?" he asked eagerly. "We went around the block, tried to find you."

"You?" she asked disbelieving the nerve of the man to come up to her then to tell her such an obvious lie. "It was you, don't lie to me, telling me you went around the block, I saw you, you went straight up Pine. Not around the block like you said."

"No, not me. Well I was in the car, but it was my boss." he said while mentally telling himself to shut up even as he continued. "He was a bit thrown, there was this woman, in another car, he was trying to catch her. To ask her out on a date."

Standing up, stiffening her spine, she said "Well, that is just great, your boss drives off from a hit and run, to get a date. Is he that desperate. Does he think of no one but himself? I had a job interview today, I didn't make it. Care to guess why?"

"The ruined coat and outfit." he said weakly as he saw the fire flashing in her eyes. He was torn between wanting to apologize and wanting to let Jason do it himself.

"Mr. Morgan sent his driver back after Max had brought us to the office, looking for you. He wanted to offer to pay to get your coat cleaned or replaced." he added, trying to fix his mistake but that clearly only made it worse.

"Money, his solution was to throw money at me. Let me guess, he was in a hurry to return to his ivory tower that lords it all over the rest of us how rich he is because he wanted to make another billion before lunch." she said growling at him.

"No, no, it was nothing like that." he said then continued. "It was raining and his suit was ruined. He... I..." Johnny gave up, the anger was showing in her tight jaw now.

"Well I would like a chance to tell your Mr. Morgan what I think he can do with his money, with his offer." she said her mind reeling from the way she had been casually disregarded so that the playboy could go chase after a woman.

She recalled the only other woman who had left at the same time as her, yeah, she could see the playboy chasing after that cheap piece of trash. The big boobed woman had been wearing a skirt short enough to pass as the bottom of her shirt and her actual shirt had been so low cut things were showing straight through the very little fabric laughable covering them.

Suddenly John changed tactics, he had been determined to get Jason to fire him for a few years. It had been a long standing joke between the two of them, but in truth, John wouldn't quit, wouldn't abandon his friend. Jason needed him to keep him human, to keep him from becoming that man with a cash register instead of a heart people thought him to be.

But-But in truth, what Jason really needed was a woman, a woman who was smart, who stood up for herself, who didn't kow tow to him just because he was who he was. A woman like the woman standing in front of him raging about how she would like to give him a few things to think about, to really let him know what she thought of him.

With a sudden smile, Johnny thought, I can get a two for one deal, a wife for Morgan, when he recovers from meeting a woman who didn't fall at his feet beginning for a moment of his time, and freedom for himself. And for himself, peace of mind that if he were to quit, Jason wouldn't turn into a man with no heart.

"Would you like to meet Mr. Morgan. To do what you were saying?" he asked with a brilliant grin as he had an idea.

"Would I ever." she said fuming. "I would like to go right up to that man, look him in the eyes and say... guess what Mr. Morgan, the entire world doesn't wait on you with bated breath, they don't care why you were so discourteous and throwing money at me doesn't make up for what you did."

"Fine, I will take you to him, right now." he said then reached over, grabbed her coat and held it so she could slide it on, then picked up her purse and grabbing her arm, led her out of the diner, just as Georgie came from the back office where she had been speaking to Bobbie about her nephew.

"Where is Elizabeth?" she asked the other waitress after looking around.

"You won't believe it, now they aren't even letting her eat lunch." she said in astonishment. "One of the best looking men I have ever seen was just here, came in, spoke to her for a few minutes, then helped her on with her coat and dragged her out of here. Not that she looked like she was protesting."

"Why didn't you stop him?" she asked the other woman, shocked.

"Hey, at least I got the car." she said proudly. "Here."

Taking the order ticket, Georgie looked at her annoyed. "All this says is silver late model Mercedes with odd doors. How am I supposed to track them down with this?"

"Don't know, but Elizabeth didn't look too upset to be leaving with him." said the waitress as she went to grab the coffee pot to refill the cups.

Jason was rubbing his temples as he listened to Audrey Hardy and Robin Drake speak. He had agreed to give them the donation of land and money for their home for unwed mothers, what more did they want and why were they still speaking.

"Thank you, Mr. Morgan, you have no idea. With all these modern morals, in spite of all the methods of birth control out there, you would think these young women would know better." said Mrs. Hardy as they stood. "There is an staggering number of young women who are single mothers. Why it is a crying shame at the lack of morals of young women today."

"Mrs. Hardy, take comfort because when you really think about it, there is also an equally staggering number of young men out there who are also skipping out on their responsibilities." he said then saw his remark went straight over their heads.

Thankfully his assistant came in and ushered the women out to wait on the deed from his legal department. Jason shook his head, agreeing with those who said Robin Drake was simply a younger version of the condescending older woman.

He had gotten lucky when after one date, she had dumped him, saying he was nothing more than a lightweight who had no serious thoughts in his head. Pitying Patrick Drake, he went to stand at the window, his mind on trying to locate his mystery girl.

Outside, in silence, Audrey and Robin listened as the dark haired man they knew as Jason's second in command came in with a pretty young woman in tow.

"So, he doesn't deny being responsible? His solution is to throw money at the problem? Like he doesn't owe me a face to face meeting?" she said fuming. "Well, we will see about that."

"Epiphany, is your boss in?" asked Johnny, hiding his grin at how revved up Elizabeth Webber was. "This is the young woman I was telling you about."

"Go on in, let him know." she said while standing and leading Elizabeth to a chair. "You sit right down, honey. Men, they think the solution to everything is money."

"And this idea that I should just get rid of it. Does he have any idea the attachment we women... uuuuhhh, that man. Seriously, does he really think he can just treat me like that, and then lie about it? I mean, he was chasing after another woman that is why he..."

"Miss, when the time comes..." Audrey handed over one of her business cards. "Please give us a call."

Elizabeth looked at the card, and then her eyes narrowed as the two women took an envelope from the assistant and went towards the door.

Robin was hissing at Mrs. Hardy but she didn't realize she could be overheard. "Why would you do that, give our card to one of Mr. Morgan's floozies."

"When a man is as generous as Mr Morgan has been, I would think it entitles him to use our facilities once in a while. Clearly he has no intention of claiming the child, why else would..."

The metal door closed as Elizabeth got her act together and realized what they had thought. "My god, what kind of man is this Morgan. To have an abortion clinic on the payroll?"

"Oh, that isn't an abortion clinic, its a residential home for unwed mothers who need financial help." said the kindly woman.

"That I think is even worse, just how many children does Mr Morgan have out there." she said fuming.

Johnny came out before Epiphany could correct her impression and said with a wide grin. "Come, come, Mr. Morgan is down in accounting but he will be returning any moment. Now, I didn't tell him what you wanted, just that a young woman was demanding to speak to him."

'That is fine, I am sure with as many young women as he mistreats-" Johnny was excited, waiting for the explosion, positive that when Elizabeth stood up to Jason, the man would move beyond intrigued and straight into love.

There was silence as Jason's eyes meet the blue eyes of the young woman standing in the outer office. "Hi."

"Uh, hello." she said flushing as she saw the man who had made her entire body tingle during their meeting that morning. She was now tongue tied, astounded at who she was speaking to.

"Jason, this is Elizabeth Webber, the young woman from this morning. Elizabeth, this is Jason Morgan. You wanted to tell him something." Johnny said hinting around for her to tell Jason her thoughts.

"Yes, that is right, I uh, I uh, I wanted to apologize, for being..." Shaking her head at what was coming out of her mouth; Elizabeth looked between him and Johnny then at Jason again as her words died out.

"No, that is, I am the one who-" Jason couldn't speak, his heart was racing, his motor skills were failing him as he found he couldn't move as he looked at the young woman standing in front of him.

Johnny felt a sense of disappointment, maybe she wasn't so special after all, when she agreed to Epiphany's suggestion that Jason pay for her dress to be dry cleaned. When she didn't stand up for herself.

"Yes, here, come in here." said Jason all at once regaining control. Before Elizabeth could gather her senses, she was in a spacious bathroom off the inner office and changing out of her clothes.

Passing her outfit to Epiphany after changing into the large robe as John slumped then left, she could only return Jason's stare as they looked at one another across the broad expanse of the room.

"Are you okay, there was no other damage, than to your clothes, I mean?" asked Jason, as he called out for Epiphany to order some coffee.

"No, but, I mean, I don't drink coffee." she said blushing. "Just tea."

"Epiphany, make that tea." he said into the phone as he put in back on his desk and then sat down across from her in the small conversation pit.

When the large woman had delivered the tea, Jason reluctantly left her only when his assistant made it clear he had to go to a meeting. "I will be back, can you wait for me?"

"I just need to call my roommate." she said still staring at the man wearing the dark gray suit with a royal blue dress shirt.

Standing, he suddenly reached his hand out, "I uh, I am Jason Morgan of Morgan Enterprises, by the way."

"Elizabeth Webber. Of... uh,-" blushing, she finished "Boulder Colorado."

"Well Elizabeth Webber of Boulder, I will be back as soon as I deal with a business problem." he said planning on canceling his plan to deal with Worldwide tonight.

TBC