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Chapter Thirty Five

October 31, 2007

Logan tried not to be jealous that the person Georgie asked to help her organize this party for Maxie was Spinelli. It wasn't like Logan didn't do his part. He spent all morning buying food and drinks at the discount warehouse and then all afternoon shopping with his sisters for costumes- and then let them talk him into coming as a pirate. That was quite a sacrifice in itself.

So what that Spinelli got to be the one to blow up balloons and hang streamers with Georgie?

Logan was not going to let it upset him- at least, not that much. It's just that he could not understand how any woman could see anything in The Jackal. It was beyond comprehension to him. How could he compete with a guy when he couldn't even fathom what any woman saw in him?

He climbed out of his car in front of Cooper and Maxie's home. All down the street, cars were parked and guests were wandering down the sidewalk toward the house.

Logan walked into the house and noticed the living room was packed with people already. He spotted Cruz and a bunch of cops from the PCPD.

Bobbie and Lucas were there, chatting with Lucy and Scott. Robin, Patrick, Stan, and Lainey were at the makeshift bar fixing themselves drinks.

Logan's eyes scanned the room until he spotted Georgie. She was dressed as Pocohontes. His eyes lingered on her bare legs for a full minute and then worked up her body till he settled on her face. She was smiling at him, and looked absolutely radiant.

But the perfect moment was ruined when Logan heard, from right next to him, "That's my daughter you are leering at, young man."

He froze. Slowly, he turned his head and was eye to eye with Mac. "Sir."

"I was under the impression Georgie was involved with Mr. Spinelli. And that- considering who he works for and lives with- was bad enough, believe me. But you..."

"We haven't been formally introduced," Logan said, sticking out his hand and saying his name.

"I remember you well enough. You pulled a gun in the middle of the ER after Maxie's car accident."

"That was me, yes, but I was only trying to help Cooper. We go way back and.."

"Save it. We need to get a few things clear. Georgie is a good girl. She's my pride and joy. She's destined for greatness and I will not see anyone," Mac told Logan "get in the way of that. Are we clear?"

"Yes, sir. I only want the best for your daughter..."

"If that was true, you would leave her alone," Mac said.

Georgie made her way across the room and greeted Logan. Sensing the tension between the two men, she asked "Everything okay?"

"Sure," said Logan, through clenched teeth.

"Fine," said Mac. He smiled at her. "You look great, sweetie." After kissing her cheek, Mac walked over to Julia to catch up with her.

Once he was out of earshot, Logan said "Well, your Dad hates me. Not like I expecting anything different, though."

"He hates all the guys his girls date, at first. Give him time. Besides what really matters is how I feel about you and I," she smiled at him "don't hate you at all."

"Anymore," he said as a slow grin spread over his face.

"Anymore," she agreed.

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Maxie wore a black dress that flared at the waist, hiding her slightly swollen baby bump. She sat alone at a table at the Metro Court, sipping water. After glancing at her watch for the tenth time in five minutes she sighed. Where in the hell are you, Cooper?

Marty stepped off the elevator. He walked over to her table. "Miss Jones," he greeted her. "A message was left for you at the front desk."

"Thank you," she said. "Opening it she read:

I got called into work. Can't make dinner. I'll make it up to you later. Meet me at our new house. I'll bring home dessert.

Love

Cooper

"Great," she grumbled, as she stood up and grabbed her purse "There goes my birthday celebration."

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"Nights like this," Robin told Patrick "are why I won't ever move out of Port Charles again."

"I thought I was the reason why you would never leave town again," he said with a smile. "Admit it, you are addicted to me."

"Be serious."

"So what is so special about tonight? Fifty people crammed into a living room all dressed in bizarre costumes really does it for you, huh?"

"I wouldn't talk, Mr. Talledega Nights," she said as she looked at his Nascar jumpsuit. "I'm just glad I can be here tonight because when I lived in Paris, every birthday and Christmas, every time Felicia came back just to leave again or Maxie had to go into the hospital because of her heart, I was thousands of miles away. I should be here if my family needs me. I liked living in Paris but no matter how happy I ever was there, it wasn't here. And here...this is home."

The tender look on Robin's face melted Patrick's heart. He held out his hand and told her, "You want to dance with me."

"I do?"

"You know you do," he said. Patrick pulled Robin into his arms.

She sighed happily. "I guess I can throw you a bone."

"Sweet of you."

"So say thank you," Robin teased.

"Thank you, Britney Spears."

"I told you I'm not dressed as Britney Spears!" She playfully slapped him. "Don't you know Daisy Duke when you see her? You are the one who said you had such a crush on her as a kid."

"So you admit you picked this outfit just to get me hot?" Patrick asked

"You're a jerk."

"Yeah, but I am your jerk."

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Maxie walked off the elevator into the Metro Court lobby. She had only made it a few feet when Sam came walking up to her.

"Hey, birthday girl!" Sam said

"Yeah, hi."

"Well that was a less than enthusiastic greeting. Don't tell me you just ran into Lulu and she has you in a pissed off mood."

"I haven't seen that self righteous brat in days, thank God."

"So, what's got you looking like someone just ran over your dog?"

"Popsicle is fine. It's my father whom I'm ticked at. He called Cooper into work tonight. I know Mac isn't thrilled that I'm pregnant and living in sin but still...he doesn't have to sabotage my birthday."

"I'm sure he didn't do that. Maybe there was a shooting or bombing or Elizabeth stubbed her toe and the whole police force had to run to her rescue. Don't let it get you down. Cooper will be off later and you can celebrate then. For now, why don't you take me over to your new place and give me the grand tour. I've been dying to see the house you guys picked out."

"Are you sure you have time?" Maxie asked Sam.

"Sure. I was just coming here to get a drink- alone since Lucky is down at the station. So I'm free for the night. Come on..." Sam smiled "I'll even buy you a herbal tea on the way there."

Maxie rolled her eyes but allowed Sam to tug her out the door of the hotel.

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Georgie was in the kitchen, filling a bucket of ice, when Logan walked up behind her and nuzzled her neck. His arms wrapped around her waist. His mouth nibbled on her earlobe. "That dress you are in is driving me out of my mind, girl."

She smiled, then twisted around in his arms. Before she could say a word, Logan kissed her. His hands buried themselves in her hair, as he pressed the full length of his body against hers. The cold air from the freezer blew on their overheated skin.

Georgie broke the kiss, as they both gasped for breath. "Remember my father is right outside that door over there...along with about 45 other people."

"I don't care about your dad or anyone else right now. I'm not interested in kissing them. Just," he kissed her neck. "you."

She smiled. "Good to know." Georgie moved out of his arms. "Come on. We should get back out there. Maxie will be here any minute." She grabbed the bucket of ice and shoved it into his hands. "Here, make yourself useful and take this out to the living room."

Logan walked over to the door, pushed it open and handed the ice to the person standing closet to him- Spinelli. "Here. Georgie wants you to put that on the buffet."

"But of course! The Jackal would love to be of assistance to the ever loyal and faithful friend."

"Great, you go be of assistance. " Logan grumbled. He came back into the kitchen, saying under his breath "There has to be some kind of medicine that could fix that kid."

Georgie asked "Who?"

"Huh?"

"Who were you talking about?"

Logan gave her a blank stare, knowing that putting down Spinelli was a sure way to guarantee Georgie would be in a bad mood and he would be getting no nookie. Instead of answering, he took her hand and drug her into the walk- in pantry.

Laughing, Georgie said "We don't have time for any funny business."

Logan slid his hand onto her hips. His eyes connected with hers, begging in a way that made it nearly impossible for Georgie to resist him.

Georgie relented and said, "Maybe we have a few minutes."

"You think?" he teased, right before he started to lean close to her. "Because just a moment ago you said we absolutely had no time for any.." Logan kissed her neck. "What did you call it? Funny.." He kissed her jaw. "business."

Georgie wrapped her arms around his neck. "Well we won't if you keep wasting all the time we do have talking. Kiss me already, Hayes."

"Damn you are bossy, kid."

A second later his lips hit hers, and Georgie felt heat rush through her body. She thought she knew what lust felt like before, but it turned out, she had no clue. When Logan looked at her, touched her, kissed her, believed in her and them and what they could be...it felt like all the cold dark days of her life were over, for good.

(I don't wanna be lonely no more!


I don't wanna have to pay for this.


I don't want to know the lover at my door
is just another heartache on my list.
I don't wanna be angry no more.


You know,

I could never stand for this.


So when you tell me that you love me know for sure.
I don't want to be lonely anymore.) ( Rob Thomas)

No man affected her like this one did. He was the one guy in town she probably should have turned and ran the other way from, but when his eyes were on hers she felt hypnotized, like all that matter was them- not his screw ups of the past, not her plans for the future- just them and that moment. She wasn't going to give up all her plans or her dreams but she also wasn't about to give up this man...maybe not ever.

It felt good to not be lonely anymore.

(What if I was good to you?

What if you were good to me?


What if I could hold you till I feel you move inside of me?

What if it was paradise?

What if we were symphonies?


What if I gave all my life to find some way to stand beside you?)