A silly little AU stand alone, just to make sure we start the holiday off right. Especially considering…well, that's a spoiler. I'll finish that sentence at the end of the story, so you can skip it if you like.

Enjoy…

Art Class

"Shit shit shit…" Liz cursed under her breath as she ran down the corridor. She was late for her art class, again. It didn't matter how carefully she planned, somehow she was always running behind. She skidded to a halt in front of the class room door, taking a deep breath before letting herself in as quietly as possible. The door made a loud squealing noise as it closed, causing her to close her eyes with mortification. Was it too much to ask that someone oil the stupid thing?

She sidled to an empty easel and set up her paints, avoiding the teacher's disgruntled gaze. It wasn't until she felt her face begin to cool, and she was ready to begin painting that she looked up to assess the subject.

Whoa baby.

The man lay with his back to them, sprawled across the settee with a pose of abandon. He had possibly the cutest ass she had ever seen, accompanied by the sheer physical perfection. The flush that had so recently left her face came flooding back.

What was left of the class flew by, as she tried as hard as she could to ignore her gut reaction to the man and simply paint. She felt better for a second when, looking around, she noted that many of the other women had a similar flush and air of distraction.

As the class wrapped up, she was please to see that despite everything, she had managed to paint quite a good depiction. As soon as the teacher graded it, that baby was getting a prime spot on the wall at the foot of her bed. She had just put the finishing touch on when the teacher spoke.

"Alright class, that's all for today. Let's say another thank you to Mr. Morgan for sitting for us today."

There was a tremendous crash as Elizabeth dropped her lunch box of supplies. The man, who had been pulling on a pair of jeans, turned as he did the top button. Elizabeth's jaw dropped as she saw that it really, truly was Jason.

He grinned at her, making a "call me" gesture with his hand, missed by her fellow students, who were to busy staring at the klutz in their midst.

She threw her supplies back in the box and fled the room, catching up to Jason just outside the school.

"Jason Morgan" she gasped in a scandalized tone, "what are you doing posing nude in art classes."

"I'm not posing nude in classes. I posed nude in your class. Singular."

"But, why?"

He pulled her into his arms. "Maybe I wanted to show you what you were missing."

"Oh." She flung her arms around his neck. "Do you do private sessions?"

His perfect lips quirked. "I think that could be arranged." He stared at her lips, seeming to mull over his options, when she licked hers.

He dipped in, and gave her the sweetest kiss she'd ever had.

Whoa baby!

SPOILER SENTENCE COMPLETION. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

….Especially considering that they're planning to put Liz and Lucky together again, and Sam's getting some out of the blue baby. I've said it before and I'll say it again. Liz HAS a baby. Just another reason Jason and she would be perfect together. I waited four YEARS for Liz and Lucky 2 to break up so she could be with Jason, and this is how I'm repaid? THIS?

I have a lot of pent up anger. I know you all understand.

SPOILER COMPLETE

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