As soon as she was far enough away from her friends, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed the Regency. She knew that Jason would never book a room at the Metro Court again, so the Regency was her safest bet. After a couple of rings, she was greeted with the overly chipper voice of the desk clerk
"Port Charles Regency, Elise speaking. How may I be of assistance this evening?"
"Good evening Elise. My name is Samantha McCall, soon to be Morgan. You see, my fiancé, Jason Morgan, made a mistake in our reservations. He accidentally booked a room with two beds, instead of one."
"He didn't!" Carly just knew that she would be able to get to her with gossip
"He did! The poor man said that he thought that daddy would get upset if he found out we were sharing a bed. I told him straight out that we were engaged and I didn't care what daddy thought. He said that he did care. Then I told him that I wasn't going to give daddy the satisfaction of coming between us."
"And he caved, just like that?" Now Carly had her right where she wanted her
"Yeah, after I told him that it meant a bigger bed and more room to move around, if you know what I mean"
"Yeah, I do. Leave it to a man to think with something other than his head." She heard typing on the other end of the phone and patted herself on the back for her success "Would you like to add a nice romantic set up? I can have rose petals and candles delivered to the room along with a chilling bottle of Champagne."
"That would be wonderful, except could we have some sparkling cider instead of the Champagne? You see, I'm expecting and was planning on telling him tonight" Damn this was too easy
"How romantic, congratulations! So that's rose petals, candle light and sparkling cider. Will there be anything else Ms. McCall?"
"Could you please hold any calls? I would hate to be interrupted" She only hoped that they would appreciate what she was doing
"No problem. I hope you and your fiancé enjoy your stay with us here at the Port Charles Regency"
"Thank you so much, Elise" She hung up the phone just as Sonny approached. One look and he could practically see the wheels turning
"I know that look all too well. What are you up to Carly?" He was eyeing her suspiciously and she quickly hid her look of accomplishment
"I am offended that you would even think that I was up to something." She faked offense and completed it by bringing her hand to her chest
"How long have we been married? I know you inside and out. You're planning something, and by the looks of it, you have already completed phase one" Sonny watched as his wife signaled defeat
"If you must know, I was just helping a friend realize what was staring them in the face" She casually and innocently shrugged her shoulders, almost too innocently. That's when it clicked with him
"Please tell me you didn't try and play matchmaker with Jason and Sam, that you didn't sabotage their hotel room" The expression on her face alone was enough to give Sonny his answer
"Damn it Carly! You really need to learn how to stay out of people's personal lives"
"Calm down, I didn't sabotage anything. All I did was turn two beds into one and ordered a little romance. They'll thank me in the morning" Sonny couldn't believe it. His wife was addicted to matchmaking.
"I hope so Dr. Phil, I really hope so" Shaking his head, he grabbed her hand and led her toward the waiting car
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The drive to the Port Charles Regency was uncomfortable to say the least. Sam and Jason refrained from making eye contact with each other and tried to keep from any touching. When they arrived, Jason forced Sam to take a seat in a nearby chair and went to the desk to check in
"Room under Jason Morgan" The desk clerk smiled and stared at him. She had this strange look on her face that was making him suspicious and wonder what the hell was going on. Once he was handed the key, Jason practically ran back to Sam before Elise could tell him to enjoy his night.
The elevator ride was just as uncomfortable as the car ride. Jason and Sam stood on opposite sides and both stared intensely at the changing floor lights. The moment that they exited and arrived at the room, Jason immediately knew that something was up.
There was an out of the ordinary glow coming from beneath the door and there was a distinct candle smell. He turned to Sam
"I don't know what is going on, but I have a strange feeling that a certain friend of ours decided to mettle"
"Great, I can only imagine what Carly did" She watched as he cautiously unlocked and then opened the door. Stepping inside, he scratched the back of his neck and ran his hand through his hair
"Looks like she went all out this time. We have to share a bed, there are flower petals, candles, and…"
"…sparkling cider. She thought of everything." Sam finished, placing the bottle back in the ice bath
"Why don't you go change and I'll blow out these candles. You can have the bed and I'll sleep in the chair" He began his task of extinguishing the flames when she argued
"I am not going to let you sleep in that uncomfortable thing they call a chair. We can share a bed and I don't want you arguing about it" Without waiting for a response, she grabbed her things and went to the bathroom to change.
She finished and then Jason went in to get ready for bed. When he came out, he saw her standing by the window in nothing but a pair of tight, low riding, black boy shorts and a low cut tank top that ended just above her belly button. He tried his hardest, but he just couldn't resist.
Walking toward her, he stopped just centimeters behind her. She could feel his breath on her neck, and then her ear as he whispered
"Carly told me about your dream" Her breath hitched as she felt one of his strong arms encircle her waist as his hand spanned over he exposed stomach
"What do you plan on doing with that information?" She asked in a deep, husky voice and she felt herself being pulled up against him. His other hand stroked her hair as her head rested on his shoulder.
"Maybe we should indulge Carly and not let her attempts go to waste" The hand on her stomach glided lower until it rested just above the waistband of her shorts. His fingers danced over the skin there and he felt her shiver
"Are, are you sure that is a good idea? We wouldn't want to give her a bigger ego" She finally managed to get out after feeling his lips on her bare shoulder
"What do you want Sam?" He asked while placing soft kisses up her neck, to her ear
"I want…" She gasped as he sucked her earlobe into his mouth and closed her eyes; trying to hold back the moan she knew was coming.
"Tell me Sam" He released her ear and moved his finger just under her waistband.
"I don't want you to stop" She was breathless and she could hear her heart beating in her ears.
"Good, because I wasn't planning on it" He removed his hand, much to Sam's displeasure, and used it turn her around. When she was facing him, he bent his head, so it was next to her ear. "I want you feel how much I want you right now" He grabbed her hand and guided it to his bare chest. She watched as he slid it down his chest, to his stomach, and then stopped at his sweat pants. After a moment's pause, he continued the downward path and let her hand rest on the bulge in his pants.
She heard his intake of breath and then a soft moan when she began to lightly stroke him through the thick cotton. It was her turn to ask the questions now
"Tell me what you want Jason" She had moved and their lips were now touching
"I want to make love to you, Sam." She felt his lips move against hers and almost lost it
"Then do it Jason, make love to me"