Sorry for the delay, I'm getting close to the end. This story has taken me a lot longer than I thought it would. You have an idea set in your head and sometimes the story takes on a life of it's own. Hope you're still enjoying, reviews are always appreciated.
They had been on the small boat for over an hour. Jason stood at the controls piloting while Maxie sat huddled under a blanket trying to avoid the spray of the boat as it quickly moved across the water. There was no sign of land in any direction for a few miles now, which meant that they must be approaching the island. Jason had told her it was miles from any coast and was completely secluded the only way on and off was by boat or by plane.
This meant they would be safe from the prying eyes of the law and maybe just maybe Maxie would be able to find a way back to Port Charles and away from the insanity of the last week. The insanity that led to some of the best sex she had ever had; with a man that normally she couldn't stand. Except that wasn't true anymore. A week ago Jason had been nothing more than Spinelli's ill-conceived boss and roommate; and the man she had once had a childhood crush on before moving on to more realistic ideas of Lucky. She had only once experienced a man who she pursued and he didn't return the favor. That wasn't even really an attempt; Nikolas had enough drama going on in his life without her getting involved. Plus she'd never slept with brothers before and didn't need to give Elizabeth more ammo against me. Although she probably would have a field day with that fact that she and Jason slept together….not once—but twice.
Maxie was slightly distracted from her mirage of thoughts by the slowing of the boat. A small dock came into view as Jason piloted the boat smoothly to the edge not even jarring the boat when it came to rest alongside the small island dock. The wooden structure continued with simple wooden planks that led up the sand towards a large deck before turning into the most elaborate island cottage Maxie had ever set eyes on. She'd watched the Hollywood homes shows and had seen private island but she'd never experienced them in person, and probably never would again.
Jason tied the boat to the dock even offering his hand to help Maxie to shore, a small wave crested against the boat sending Maxie gracefully into Jason's ready and waiting arms.
"Thanks—" She started quickly righting herself, crumpling the blanket and tossing it back onto the boat. Jason had refused to lug the suitcase off the boat stating it would appear suspicious, so she was only able to convince him to pack a few things in the small backpack Jason had purchased at the local port stop; it was enough to last her a few days on the Caribbean island, it was warm enough that she could live in sundresses and bathing suits even though she didn't know the extent of this portion of the plan.
"Let's get inside." Jason said placing his hand at the small of Maxie's back and steering her inside. He led her up the wooden path towards a set of double glass doors, there was a keyless entry pad next to the door; quickly punching in the number they entered the modest looking foyer, but Maxie knew it was anything but. The tile floors that led into the house were speckled with flecks of what looked like gold, and knowing Sonny she wasn't ruling it out.
"The place is nice." Maxie stated not really sure what she was supposed to do now that they were officially on "his" territory. Jason left Maxie's side and moved through the house like it was his own. Maxie followed Jason through one of the open door frames that led to the kitchen. There Jason found a cell phone laying out as if it had been left for him, but there wasn't anyone else at the massive property. Maxie walked around the first floor taking in the décor and the furnishings while Jason stayed in the kitchen on the phone; Maxie wanted to further explore the massive house but she didn't want to stumble upon any dead bodies or nefarious activities. So she settled on sitting in the elaborate living room couch that looked as if it had never been sat on by people.
Jason stood in the kitchen listening to the messages Sonny has left letting him know that he would be arriving on the island sometime that day. Sonny would have the travel papers necessary to get him out of the country. There was also a message from Spinelli saying that he was close to restoring the prison videos from the night that Anthony was murdered. They were the key piece of evidence that was missing from the prosecutor's case but that didn't mean anything to the jury. Jason was guilty before the trial even started, as far as the everyday citizens of Port Charles thought.
Pocketing the phone Jason left the kitchen looking around for where Maxie had wandered off to. He found her sitting poised on the couch in one of the living rooms doing her best to not appear noisy. She instantly stood the minute she noticed his presence like she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar.
"I didn't touch anything." Maxie spoke quickly, smoothing out the sundress that she wore. "So—"
"Sonny's on his way—hopefully this will all be over soon. And we can get you back to Port Charles." Jason spun the silver band around his finger before sliding it off. "Guess we don't need these anymore."
Maxie looked down at the elaborate ring on her finger before sliding hers off too. "Here—" she smiled passing it off to him.
"You can keep it—"
"Jason, my karma is already screwed up enough without keeping fake rings." She said forcing the rings into his hand. "So what's the plan to get me home?"
"I don't have one yet. You're going to have to lie to Mac." Jason said sitting down on the couch and patting the space next to him for her to resume her spot. "Lie about what's happened about where I took you—"
"Lie about the sex?" Maxie laughed watching the shocked expression go over Jason's face, he quickly recovered. "Don't worry it won't be the first time I lie to Mac, and it certainly won't be the last."
"Um, Spinelli left me a message, he's close to recovering the missing video footage—he also wanted you to call him." He stated handing her the cell phone from his pocket. Why don't you follow me to one of the spare rooms, and you can shower, in a real shower."
Maxie wordlessly followed Jason up the stairs, and down a few hallways before they came upon a simple wooden door. Jason pushed the door open reveling a large plush bed, the walls held frames with expensive pictures. She entered the room running her fingers over the smooth cover of the bed.
"This place is really nice."
"It rarely gets used, bathrooms through that door, here's Spinelli's number." Jason spoke stepping forward and handing her a piece of paper. Maxie delicately and unnecessarily laid her other hand across Jason's broad chest, letting her fingers run gently against the material of his button-down shirt. She was surprised he hadn't changed back into the basic T when they left the boat.
"I'll go try and find something edible." Jason said making no attempt to move from his present standing. Jason ran his strong hands up along Maxie's bare shoulders coming up to cup her face gently. It amazed Maxie every time he touched her that his calloused manly hands could hold her as delicately as they did. "Maxie—"
He whispered her name their lips almost touching. She could feel his breath across her cheek as he spoke. Maxie tried to lean back from his embrace only to have Jason pull her back his lips against hers, crushing her to his chest with his arms. His lips were tender and gently in contrast with the strength of his embrace. The kiss only lasted a few more seconds before Jason reluctantly pulled back placing one final kiss on her forehead before leaving the room.
Needed to take a shower and give her self some mental distance from Jason and the kisses and everything else Maxie elected to shower; choosing to call Spinelli after.
Jason made his way downstairs, also needing the space away from Maxie. Although he was completely taken by surprise when he saw Sonny standing at the base of the stairway. "Sonny, I didn't hear your boat." Jason said moving down a few steps and shaking his friends hand. They had only seen each other a few times since his initial arrest.
"You ready to get out of here?" Sonny asked getting right down to business, he handed him a manila envelope that Jason assumed had a passport, cash and his new identification for wherever Jason choose to roam.
"Maxie's upstairs showering; do we have a plan to get her back to the states?"
"Maxie? Jason why is she still alive?"