Chapter Fifty Eight
Elizabeth consciously closed her mouth as the figure standing before her smiled briefly at her. "Jason?" she whispered. His eyes were still as blue as ever. Jason nodded. "Hi," he replied quietly.
She never thought she'd see him again, or if Elizabeth did, she didn't expect it to be so soon. Elizabeth wanted to hug him, but she couldn't. It was like something was holding her back. Then suddenly interrupted. "What are you doing? Stalking her?" yelled Lucky. "She just got away form you and your mobster buddies and you come back to Prot Charles? Unbelievable."
Elizabeth frowned. "Stop it!" exclaimed Elizabeth. "You know what Lucky? If you can't be civil out in public where I'm concerned, then just pretend you don't see me, okay?" She was furious with his attitude towards Jason, or anyone else that didn't fit into his normal 'citizen' ideal. Elizabeth wasn't blind to the fact that Jason's business was dangerous, and maybe not even that legal, but Jason was more than his job.
"Elizabeth?" Lucky growled. "Come on! Don't lose your head over this 'silent noble' routine! You'd think he'd try something different once and a while."
Elizabeth looked up apologetically. Apparently Jason understood, and offered a way out. "Uh, do you want a ride somewhere?"
Elizabeth looked over at Lucky who wore a dirty scowl on his face. She bit her lip and nodded hesitantly. "Yeah, I'd like that," Elizabeth sighed. She felt Jason's strong arm lead her outside.
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Jason hadn't specifically gone to Kelly's to see Elizabeth, but when he opened the door and saw her standing there, Jason felt relieved. He had hoped she'd be there. They were on the cliff roads and he felt her arms squeeze him gently around his waist. Jason had missed that when she had left. There were a lot of little things about her that he'd missed.
Everything had been just a little quieter. He didn't hear her laugh every day. Jason knew that since their last meeting, he had only developed deeper feelings for her, rather than distance himself from her. When Jason had left Port Charles, he'd thought he'd gotten a strong hold over his feelings for her, especially when she hadn't returned the sentiments. But Elizabeth's visit to Italy only served to close the gap, and made Jason realize that he couldn't just stop feelings the feelings he had for her. But Jason didn't quite know how to tell Elizabeth.
He didn't want to pressure her. She still hadn't gotten over Lucky, although today's argument would have, to the naked eye, seemed to seal the break. Jason knew better. He knew her better.
"Whoo!" Elizabeth shouted as she pulled her helmet off and shook back her wavy chestnut locks. "Now that was fun. I loved Italy Jason, but nothing beats our cliff roads."
Jason smiled as he watched her lean against the cliff railing. "I don't know about that," Jason retorted. Elizabeth grinned. Unexpectedly, Elizabeth wrapped her arms around him. "I missed you."
When she broke away from the embrace Jason's arms lingered around her waist. "I missed you too." Jason noticed a smudge on her face from some grease on the helmet, and gently wiped it from her cheek. Elizabeth grasped his hand as he let it fall to his side.
He closed his eyes, as it took every ounce of strength in his body, to resist the temptation to take advantage of the situation. She was too clouded with anger and frustration over Lucky and , what seemed to be the ending of a relationship. Elizabeth on the other hand, seemed quite calm. Suddenly, Elizabeth let go of his hand and slowly brought her lips to his.
Her lips tasted like coffee. As she pulled his face closer, Jason almost got lost in the moment, his arms pulling her tight against him. Finally he regained his composure and pulled away. He opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it, opting for silence. Elizabeth looked confused and then finally rosy blush seemed to cover her cheeks. Her hand came to her pink lips, which he had just tasted. He could hear her breathe out lightly.
Elizabeth smiled and tucked a lock of hair nervously behind her ear. "Uh," Elizabeth stuttered. "I'm sorry." Elizabeth pursed her lips and laughed timidly. "I shouldn't have done that."
Jason swallowed. He could see that Elizabeth was more than just a little embarrassed by her impulsiveness. "Do you want to go back?" he offered. Jason knew why she had kissed him, or at least in part. He didn't want to make a big deal over this, like he knew Elizabeth could.
Elizabeth nodded, but stopped him before he jumped on the bike. "Wait Jason." She paused, looking seriously at him. "I just want you to know…well, I, that …I mean I'm not sorry."
Elizabeth shook her head. "No, I mean…" Her face began to flush in frustration at trying to find the words. "Look, I mean, I'm sorry I kissed you for the wrong reasons. I just well, I don't know."
Jason frowned. "I know you kissed me because you were angry at Lucky and the way he acted. I'm actually pretty sure, you were probably angry at him even before that. It's okay. I understand." He was about to say more when Elizabeth interrupted, shaking her head. "No Jason. That's not it."
She sighed. "I mean, I was angry at Lucky, but at the same time, I didn't kiss you just because of that." There was an awkward silence that fell between them. Finally Elizabeth took a deep breath and said, "I wanted to."
Jason's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected that. "Oh."
Elizabeth laughed which seemed to relieve the tension throughout her body. "Is that all you have to say?" Jason nodded and laughed. "I don't know."
Elizabeth walked out towards the railing. "You know I'm still as confused as ever. But I didn't want you to think that I kissed you just to spite Lucky. I care about you to much to do that," she rambled.
Jason made his way beside her, and leaned his arms against the railing. "I know."
Elizabeth turned around so her back was against the rail. "You know that you're way to understanding?" she laughed, nudging him sideways. Jason laughed. "I thought that's what you liked about me?" he teased.
She licked her lips and smiled. "There's more to like about you than that," Elizabeth whispered. "Maybe I'll tell you someday. If you're nice to me, and maybe let me steer?"
Jason shook his head. "I knew there had to be a catch." He looked at his watch. "I'd better get you back to your studio. It's getting late." Elizabeth nodded.
Jason handed her the helmet sitting on the back seat of the bike. Straddling the bike, Jason turned the key and listened to his motorcycle roar to life. When he felt Elizabeth hop on, Jason made his way down the cliff roads. Jason couldn't help but wonder as the wind rushed passed his ears, if there would ever be a right time for them. Then Jason once again felt Elizabeth tighten her arms around his waist. Ever?