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Chapter 7
The next morning was somewhat awkward between them. Jason wasn't at all surprised. The last time Elizabeth had been in a position even close to this she had been with a young boy whose experience equaled her own. Jason knew that he intimidated her somewhat because he was sexually experienced. He figured this would pass once they left the room.
It didn't. They started the day on the boat to Nova Scotia. As they pulled off from the port and harbor they stood side by side not touching, both with their hands in their pockets. He wanted to have her closer, but with her being so quiet he was afraid that if he tried anything she might bolt. He knew from the time they spent together that sometimes Elizabeth needed space to process what she was feeling. Pushing her only made her withdraw further. The thought of coming this far only to screw up terrified him, so he wasn't going to pressure her to share her feelings if she wasn't ready.
When they landed in Halifax he decided to go about their day and hope that she began to relax. They checked into their hotel before setting out to see the city. He planned for them to do living history tours. Seeing the period clothing and watching things like candle making was something he knew would appeal to her. Elizabeth snapped off shots and seemed to be engrossed in the sites but she remained distant.
By the time lunch came around he was getting frustrated. Not with her, but with himself for not knowing what to do for her. She was still quiet and when she did speak with him she was hesitant. They went back to the waterfront to eat. He had been giving some thought to various ways of helping her relax when in the reflection of the table's centerpiece he saw that she was staring at him. More specifically she was staring at his mouth. When he looked up and caught her she blushed and looked away. That was when Jason figured it out. For someone who was known for being able to walk in a room an instantly assess a situation he had been mighty slow on the uptake.
He was right that what had her behaving differently was the kiss that they had shared. Last night they had crossed a line. It hadn't been a friendly peek, it had been a kiss between two people who were on their way to becoming lovers. But he was wrong in thinking that she was upset. He picked up his glass of water and took a sip to hide the grin that he couldn't suppress. What she needed was something he could deal with much easier.
After they left the restaurant instead of giving her space like he had been doing earlier he put his arm around her waist tucking her into his side. Instantly her whole body relaxed. This was what she wanted him to do. All morning she'd been trying to figure out how to get close to him. Jason wasn't used to women who weren't a bit aggressive, even Robin had taken the lead somewhat because everything was so new to him. From now on he would have to be more aware of the subtle clues she was sending, because now she was the one who was learning.
The afternoon was much better. By dinner they were back in their normal rhythm or almost. They had returned to being at ease with each other, but there was also an underlying current of sexual tension. He knew that Elizabeth had always seen him as a man and not a boy. From their talk in the park and the small hotel they'd stayed at the first night he knew that she understood their relationship was far from platonic. Still he was getting the impression that up until last night she hadn't really seen herself as a woman. A sexually attractive woman. Now that her view of herself was changing Jason was wondering what would come next, and if he could handle it.
Elizabeth was doing her best to focus on her sketch of the flowers Jason had bought her. They were absolutely lovely. Pink and yellow exploded from the clear wrapper that contained them. She'd been pleasantly surprised when he stopped at the vendor and purchased the bouquet. He was always attentive, but she didn't really see him as the flowers and candy type.
This morning she'd had no idea what to do or say or how to act around Jason. It wasn't a feeling she was used to. Things between them were always so easy, but that kiss they shared had been eye opening. Her world had literally turned on its axis. Lucky had kissed her multiple times before he was kidnapped and to be honest those kisses were really nice. They made her feel really good. When Jason kissed her last night it had made her feel things she didn't even have the words to describe.
Nothing else had existed for her but him. Her whole world had been reduced to his mouth on hers. His lips covering hers. This morning when she woke up in his arms those feelings had rushed to the surface again. When he let her go to get dressed she'd felt lonely and a bit cold. She wanted him close again. If just one kiss did that to her could she handle more?
The thing that made her scratch her head though was the fact that she wanted more. She hadn't wanted him to end the kiss. Since that night in the park when she had been so badly hurt, physical closeness was not something she enjoyed. But Jason made her crave it.
Unfortunately she had no idea how to tell him she wanted them to be closer. Did she just blurt out that she wanted to kiss him some more? Or did she have to wait for him to make a move? Based on the distance he had put between them this morning she could only assume that he didn't like the kiss as much as she did.
After lunch however things changed. He'd caught her staring at him, something she'd been doing all morning. She seemed unable to stop herself from staring at his lips and remembering how they felt. Soft but firm. Once again she reached for her eraser to remove an errant line.
"Having trouble?" He asked from behind her.
Elizabeth jumped slightly. She'd been so lost in her thinking that she wasn't even aware that he had moved from the chair he was sitting in. "No, I'm fine." She said trying to pull herself together. Acting like a love struck ninny was not attractive.
"Thank you again for the sketchpad and pencils." They had been waiting for her on the kitchen counter when they got back. A large pad and fifty watercolor pencils.
"You're welcome. I thought you might be missing being able to paint. I know that you are enjoying learning photography but you can do this too. It was the best I could do, for now." Tired of holding back Jason reached out and ran his fingers across her neck. Elizabeth's hair was in a loose knot to keep it out of her face. He felt her shiver at his touch and smiled.
"Uh, yes I do miss painting. I, um, haven't had a chance to, uh, paint in a while." He was touching her and she was having trouble forming a coherent sentence.
"When we get settled we will get you a new studio." He had just wanted to touch her and now he was having trouble stopping. She looked up and unable to stop himself he leaned in and kissed her. Her arms went around his neck and he pulled her to her feet trying to get closer. He moaned and her fingers curled into his hair tugging slightly.
She pressed her full length against him and gave consideration to simply climbing up him. There was just too much space between them for her liking. His hands cupped her bottom and her entire mind went blank to anything else but that feeling. "Jason." She moaned softly when his mouth moved down her neck so that he could kiss the hollow of her throat. She rubbed against him and his mouth took hers in a desperate kiss.
Her hands left his hair and slid down his body. When he felt her brush against his cock he pulled back. They were both breathing hard and her eyes were hazy with passion. Taking a step back he put a little more space between them. "We have to stop."
"Why?" Elizabeth hadn't known she could feel like that.
"Because if we don't we are going to end up naked." Jason's baser nature was cheering that idea.
"Okay." She wanted to feel more of what he gave her.
"Elizabeth, I only have so much control right now." He said on a harsh laugh. "I want very much to make love with you, but you need to be sure."
She looked into his blue eyes and could tell that he was close to snapping. She licked her lips and he groaned. "I'm going to go take a shower." He was right she wasn't ready. There was a part of her that was still afraid. When they were finally together she wanted to fully embrace it.
"Thank you." Jason watched her go and dropped his head back taking a deep breath. He was sleeping on the couch tonight otherwise he was going to do something stupid. The fact that he didn't have any protection wouldn't be the deterrent it normally was. He wanted her too much.
After showering he gathered up some blankets and a pillow and headed to the living room. He did grant himself the luxury of one quick kiss from his girl before leaving her. Instead of falling right to sleep as usual Jason laid there trying to get his mind to shut off. He was just too keyed up. He thought he'd been in love before with Robin. What he was feeling now was putting those earlier emotions to shame. Elizabeth was simply everything. This wasn't a crush, it wasn't lust although he wanted her very badly. This was all consuming. His Grandmother had told him when the right woman came along he would know it. With a smile Jason knew that Elizabeth Webber was the right woman. Hurting her wasn't an option, so he had to stay in control. Thinking of the woman one room over he simply gave up on getting any sleep.
Elizabeth was taking a while to fall asleep also. She swore that she could hear Jason's breathing. It seemed wrong to not have him curled up around her. Sleeping apart tonight was for the best. They both were too keyed up on hormones to have sound judgment. At some point they would need to talk about what was happening and where it was headed. She knew he was scared of hurting her or bringing up painful memories. Honestly when they were together she didn't even think of anyone else. She couldn't. They hadn't ever really talked about the night she was raped and before they could move forward they would need to. Tomorrow morning before they started their day they could discuss it and they could leave it here. Then she could start showing him that she was ready to move forward.
An hour later she was still awake and despite not being able to see him she knew Jason was too. Getting up she made her way to the living room. "Can I talk to you?"
"Sure." He sat up and when she came over he held up the blanket. She sat between his legs and his arms came around her. "Why are you still up?"
"I want to talk to you about the night I got hurt and then I want you to come to bed." Elizabeth would sleep out here if he said no.
"Alright." Jason just waited.
"I was waiting for Lucky and Sarah to come from the Valentine's Day dance. That's why I was in the park." She explained.
"Why were you waiting there?" He asked pulling her closer.
"I knew they would walk that way coming home." She looked up at him. "Lucky was supposed to be my date, but he took Sarah instead. He showed up at my house with a corsage and I was so happy until he asked me if my sister was ready to go. She knew he was supposed to take me but she wanted to prove the she was prettier and more popular so she deliberately stole my date."
"Your sister sounds like a bitch." Jason was pissed about how Elizabeth had been treated.
"I went to the movies because I knew if I told my Gram what happened she wouldn't believe me. Sarah is perfect in my family's eyes." That was just a fact of her life. "I was angry and made a bad choice."
"Why does everyone think that you owe Lucky help if he was the reason you were in the park in the first place?" Jason asked softly. "Do they know what he did?"
She nodded. "They know. But he was the one who found me. He took me to his house and let me get clean. He called Bobbie to take care of me."
"If he wanted to help you, he should have taken you to the police and the hospital." Jason pointed out.
"I didn't want to go." She wasn't defending Lucky just stating a fact.
"You were in shock and in no shape to make that decision. The Spencers don't like cops and he let that color his judgment." And most likely the guilt over what he had done. "He didn't help you."
"No ultimately he didn't. I ended up supporting him when it came out that Luke had raped Laura." Elizabeth was seeing everything clearly now. She turned to straddle Jason's legs. "I wanted to tell you this because I think you are afraid of hurting me. You don't have to be. Jason you are nothing like Tom or Lucky. I'm still a little bit scared and I think the way to get over that is for us to get closer."
He looked into her eyes and was awed by the strength he saw there. "It would kill me to hurt you."
She framed his face. "That right there should tell you how different you are. Come to bed with me. I'm not ready to make love yet so yes you were right to stop us, but I think that tomorrow night I might be ready for more touching. And I definitely want more kissing."
He leaned forward and kissed her. "I want more kissing too." He said smiling.
"Let's go to bed. I'm tired." She was ready to sleep.
"Me too." And so they did.
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