If Tomorrow Never Comes
Chapter 3
Sonny opened the penthouse door slowly, his head coming around to peek into the room. Making sure no one was around he walked in and headed for his desk, a small package in his hands. Hearing someone on the stairs he opened the top drawer and dropped the package inside, slamming it shut. Turning he saw Leticia standing at the top of the stairs with Mikey.
"Uncle Sonny!" Mikey exclaimed, squirming in Leticia's arms until she put him down. He ran down the stairs as fast as his little legs would let him. He headed straight for Sonny, jumping into his arms as Sonny reached down for him.
"Hey buddy." Sonny hugged the little boy to him, kissing him softly on the head, "Where you going?"
"Out."
"I wonder where he got that from."
Sonny looked up to see his wife standing at the top of the stairs. She leaned against Leticia shoulder, turning to look at the other woman. "I tell you just like his Uncle Sonny". Leticia bit her lip as she tried not to laugh. She looked from Carly to Sonny. Catching the gleam in their eyes she decided maybe she and Mikey should head out on their own first. "Hey, why don't I take Mikey with me and you catch up later, " she said, not waiting for a response she walked down the rest of the stairs and took Michael from Sonny.
"I'll see you later, buddy."
"Bye." Mikey replied absently. Leticia smiled at them before waving goodbye and heading for the door. Sonny turned to his wife who had come down the greet him. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hey gorgeous".
"Hey yourself." He replied his hand reaching the back of her head he moved her closer, taking her mouth with his. He heard her groan deep in her throat as she pressed herself into him. Her body molded to his. Perfect fit. His hands moved to take her face into them. He opened his eyes slightly, watching the look that came over her face and another wave of lust hit him. He groaned this time pulling her roughly to him as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He raised her slowly, walking to the couch.
Carly let herself go, her mind forgetting everything but the warmth of his kiss, the feel of his arms around her, the need he always brought out. She heard his groan and it drove her a bit more over. Suddenly she felt as he raised her and steered her toward the couch. She stopped him remembering that she had errands to do it. "Sonny."
"Hmm?" His lips grazed her neck, lightly nipping it.
"Sonny.stop." Carly felt her knees go weak. Jesus. At her words he halted, his head coming up to look at her. He watched her open her heavy lidded eyes. He set her down gently. "Something wrong?" he asked a teasing smile on his face.
She reached up to caress his cheek her fingers trailing their way to the top of his shirt. He smiled slightly as she unbuttoned his first button. "No. Nothing's wrong. I just have some errands I need to run and if I don't stop you now I won't stop you." She swatted at his hands when he reached for her.
"Well, when you put like that. Come here." Grabbing her by the waist as she ran past him he pulled her back into him. His hands wrapped around her. She leaned back into him, her eyes closing for a moment. His head came to rest her shoulder and her hand came to rest on his cheek. That 's how Johnny found them when he opened the door. He hesitated for a moment not wanting to interrupt. He hated interrupting them. He cleared his throat and their heads turned to look at him. He bit back a smile when Sonny's head stayed on her shoulder. Man, he has it bad.
"I'm sorry but the cab's here for Mrs. C. Should I send it away?"
Carly sighed shaking her head. "No. I'll be right down. Thanks Johnny."
Johnny nodded as he closed the door. Sonny turned her around to face him. "You sure you don't want to." he asked his head motioning to the stairs as he wiggled his eyebrows up and down. She laughed out loud, the sound going start to his heart. He loved to hear her laugh. "I don't think so, hubby. I have work to do and don't tell me you don't."
"Party pooper." She stepped away from him to grab her coat and purse. She checked her pocket for her keys. He watched her amazed that she could make doing the simplest things sexy. She came back to him kissing him fully on the mouth. She stepped back and waited knowing it was coming. "Is this about Emily, Carly?"
Not wanting to lie to him, she simply nodded.
"Carly."
"Sonny, you promised."
"Where you going?" he asked, sighing deeply.
She let out the breath she's been holding. Thank you. "Not to sound redundant but." she began walking to the door. Turning around she sent him the toothy grin he loved. "Out."
"Oh really?" He crossed his arms, his eyebrows rising. "When you coming back?"
"Whenever." She winked and threw him a kiss before walking out the door.
He shook his head, laughing to himself. The woman was going to be the end of him. He waited until he heard the elevator close before he opened the door. Johnny looked to him, stepping forward. "Boss?"
"Johnny, I need you to follow her. Get Francis to cover for you." Johnny nodded before asking, "Should I call you to report or."
Sonny hesitated for a moment. Damn he'd promised. "No." he said, rubbing his face with his hand. "Just keep an eye on her. I don't need to know where she goes or what she's doing. Just make sure she's okay."
Johnny headed for the elevator but he stopped when Sonny called to him. He looked over his shoulder a little thrown by the look on Sonny's face.
"If she's in any kind of danger, I mean any. Then, forget what I just said and come find me."
Johnny nodded and walked into the elevator as the doors closed quietly behind him. Sonny stood in the hallway staring at nothing. I hope you know what you're doing Carly. He looked up at the ceiling his hand running through his hairs. Be careful baby. Please be careful.
Zander stepped out from under the boxcar. That was too damn close. He's heard someone coming and had practically killed himself trying to fit under the car to keep from being discovered. He was glad he had hidden when he heard Lucky and that girl from the bridge talking. He sighed not really wanting to hear whatever they were saying. The girl kept interrupting Lucky, droning on and on about God knows what. His eyes started drifting shut when he heard the word brainwashing. What the hell.He stood still, straining to hear the rest but the chick went on and on about how she felt, how much she needed him, blah, blah, blah. He was freezing by the time they'd finally finished talking. He waited a few minutes more before stepping out from under the car. Shaking his legs to keep them warm he moved to stand back inside the boxcar. He froze when he heard someone else coming.
"So, that's what's been going on then, Juan?"
"Pretty much."
Zander shook his head in disbelief. What? Nobody goes to school in this town? He looked around him frantically trying to find a place to hide. Oh sure, Zander, in an empty boxcar. The voices kept coming closer.
"What's that?"
"Oh. That's where Lucky, Em's friend, used to live."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I'll show you."
Oh no. Zander raised his hands to the ceiling. Come on, give me a break. He backed into the wall, hoping they would only glance inside and not catch him.
"Here. I'll help you up." He heard Juan say. Of course, cause you really don't like me very much, do you? he thought, raising his eyes skyward. He prepared himself to run, figuring he could shove Juan down and take off running before he recognized him. He stepped forward, and then paused when he heard a woman's voice.
"Hey, Juan!"
" Hey Carly. How are you doing?"
"Good. Thanks. How's everything with you?"
"It's okay. Congratulations on your marriage to Sonny."
"Thanks. You going to introduce us or what?"
Zander heard Juan laugh. "Oh sorry. Carly Ben- um Corinthos, this is Shari Thomas. Shari, Carly Corinthos."
"Nice to you meet you, Shari."
"Same here."
"What are you doing here, Carly? Not your usual hanging spot." Juan asked.
"I could say the same for you. Actually, I came looking for you."
"Me?"
"Yeah. I was at Kelly's and Taggert was looking for you. He seemed pretty intense so when I saw you guys when I was walking I thought I should let you know."
"Oh. Thanks. We better head back then. Nice to see Carly."
"Yep. Good to meet you, Shari. Bye."
Zander held his breath waiting to hear the woman footsteps as she walked away. After a few minutes he thought he realized she hadn't moved. What the hell is she doing? He turned to walk to the back corner of the boxcar, tapping his feet quietly. He faced the wall, staring at the stupid drawing of a bed. Oh sure. That's supposed to make you feel better. He froze when he heard someone step into the boxcar. Whirling around he pulled out the gun he'd been carrying. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing?"
The blonde ignored him looking around the boxcar before bringing her eyes back to his. One eyebrow rising, she sent him a smirk. She adjusted her gloves and pointed at herself. "Name is Carly Corinthos. Emily sent me to help you and I suggest if you don't want my guard to tackle you, you put the gun down."
Chapter 3
Sonny opened the penthouse door slowly, his head coming around to peek into the room. Making sure no one was around he walked in and headed for his desk, a small package in his hands. Hearing someone on the stairs he opened the top drawer and dropped the package inside, slamming it shut. Turning he saw Leticia standing at the top of the stairs with Mikey.
"Uncle Sonny!" Mikey exclaimed, squirming in Leticia's arms until she put him down. He ran down the stairs as fast as his little legs would let him. He headed straight for Sonny, jumping into his arms as Sonny reached down for him.
"Hey buddy." Sonny hugged the little boy to him, kissing him softly on the head, "Where you going?"
"Out."
"I wonder where he got that from."
Sonny looked up to see his wife standing at the top of the stairs. She leaned against Leticia shoulder, turning to look at the other woman. "I tell you just like his Uncle Sonny". Leticia bit her lip as she tried not to laugh. She looked from Carly to Sonny. Catching the gleam in their eyes she decided maybe she and Mikey should head out on their own first. "Hey, why don't I take Mikey with me and you catch up later, " she said, not waiting for a response she walked down the rest of the stairs and took Michael from Sonny.
"I'll see you later, buddy."
"Bye." Mikey replied absently. Leticia smiled at them before waving goodbye and heading for the door. Sonny turned to his wife who had come down the greet him. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hey gorgeous".
"Hey yourself." He replied his hand reaching the back of her head he moved her closer, taking her mouth with his. He heard her groan deep in her throat as she pressed herself into him. Her body molded to his. Perfect fit. His hands moved to take her face into them. He opened his eyes slightly, watching the look that came over her face and another wave of lust hit him. He groaned this time pulling her roughly to him as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He raised her slowly, walking to the couch.
Carly let herself go, her mind forgetting everything but the warmth of his kiss, the feel of his arms around her, the need he always brought out. She heard his groan and it drove her a bit more over. Suddenly she felt as he raised her and steered her toward the couch. She stopped him remembering that she had errands to do it. "Sonny."
"Hmm?" His lips grazed her neck, lightly nipping it.
"Sonny.stop." Carly felt her knees go weak. Jesus. At her words he halted, his head coming up to look at her. He watched her open her heavy lidded eyes. He set her down gently. "Something wrong?" he asked a teasing smile on his face.
She reached up to caress his cheek her fingers trailing their way to the top of his shirt. He smiled slightly as she unbuttoned his first button. "No. Nothing's wrong. I just have some errands I need to run and if I don't stop you now I won't stop you." She swatted at his hands when he reached for her.
"Well, when you put like that. Come here." Grabbing her by the waist as she ran past him he pulled her back into him. His hands wrapped around her. She leaned back into him, her eyes closing for a moment. His head came to rest her shoulder and her hand came to rest on his cheek. That 's how Johnny found them when he opened the door. He hesitated for a moment not wanting to interrupt. He hated interrupting them. He cleared his throat and their heads turned to look at him. He bit back a smile when Sonny's head stayed on her shoulder. Man, he has it bad.
"I'm sorry but the cab's here for Mrs. C. Should I send it away?"
Carly sighed shaking her head. "No. I'll be right down. Thanks Johnny."
Johnny nodded as he closed the door. Sonny turned her around to face him. "You sure you don't want to." he asked his head motioning to the stairs as he wiggled his eyebrows up and down. She laughed out loud, the sound going start to his heart. He loved to hear her laugh. "I don't think so, hubby. I have work to do and don't tell me you don't."
"Party pooper." She stepped away from him to grab her coat and purse. She checked her pocket for her keys. He watched her amazed that she could make doing the simplest things sexy. She came back to him kissing him fully on the mouth. She stepped back and waited knowing it was coming. "Is this about Emily, Carly?"
Not wanting to lie to him, she simply nodded.
"Carly."
"Sonny, you promised."
"Where you going?" he asked, sighing deeply.
She let out the breath she's been holding. Thank you. "Not to sound redundant but." she began walking to the door. Turning around she sent him the toothy grin he loved. "Out."
"Oh really?" He crossed his arms, his eyebrows rising. "When you coming back?"
"Whenever." She winked and threw him a kiss before walking out the door.
He shook his head, laughing to himself. The woman was going to be the end of him. He waited until he heard the elevator close before he opened the door. Johnny looked to him, stepping forward. "Boss?"
"Johnny, I need you to follow her. Get Francis to cover for you." Johnny nodded before asking, "Should I call you to report or."
Sonny hesitated for a moment. Damn he'd promised. "No." he said, rubbing his face with his hand. "Just keep an eye on her. I don't need to know where she goes or what she's doing. Just make sure she's okay."
Johnny headed for the elevator but he stopped when Sonny called to him. He looked over his shoulder a little thrown by the look on Sonny's face.
"If she's in any kind of danger, I mean any. Then, forget what I just said and come find me."
Johnny nodded and walked into the elevator as the doors closed quietly behind him. Sonny stood in the hallway staring at nothing. I hope you know what you're doing Carly. He looked up at the ceiling his hand running through his hairs. Be careful baby. Please be careful.
Zander stepped out from under the boxcar. That was too damn close. He's heard someone coming and had practically killed himself trying to fit under the car to keep from being discovered. He was glad he had hidden when he heard Lucky and that girl from the bridge talking. He sighed not really wanting to hear whatever they were saying. The girl kept interrupting Lucky, droning on and on about God knows what. His eyes started drifting shut when he heard the word brainwashing. What the hell.He stood still, straining to hear the rest but the chick went on and on about how she felt, how much she needed him, blah, blah, blah. He was freezing by the time they'd finally finished talking. He waited a few minutes more before stepping out from under the car. Shaking his legs to keep them warm he moved to stand back inside the boxcar. He froze when he heard someone else coming.
"So, that's what's been going on then, Juan?"
"Pretty much."
Zander shook his head in disbelief. What? Nobody goes to school in this town? He looked around him frantically trying to find a place to hide. Oh sure, Zander, in an empty boxcar. The voices kept coming closer.
"What's that?"
"Oh. That's where Lucky, Em's friend, used to live."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I'll show you."
Oh no. Zander raised his hands to the ceiling. Come on, give me a break. He backed into the wall, hoping they would only glance inside and not catch him.
"Here. I'll help you up." He heard Juan say. Of course, cause you really don't like me very much, do you? he thought, raising his eyes skyward. He prepared himself to run, figuring he could shove Juan down and take off running before he recognized him. He stepped forward, and then paused when he heard a woman's voice.
"Hey, Juan!"
" Hey Carly. How are you doing?"
"Good. Thanks. How's everything with you?"
"It's okay. Congratulations on your marriage to Sonny."
"Thanks. You going to introduce us or what?"
Zander heard Juan laugh. "Oh sorry. Carly Ben- um Corinthos, this is Shari Thomas. Shari, Carly Corinthos."
"Nice to you meet you, Shari."
"Same here."
"What are you doing here, Carly? Not your usual hanging spot." Juan asked.
"I could say the same for you. Actually, I came looking for you."
"Me?"
"Yeah. I was at Kelly's and Taggert was looking for you. He seemed pretty intense so when I saw you guys when I was walking I thought I should let you know."
"Oh. Thanks. We better head back then. Nice to see Carly."
"Yep. Good to meet you, Shari. Bye."
Zander held his breath waiting to hear the woman footsteps as she walked away. After a few minutes he thought he realized she hadn't moved. What the hell is she doing? He turned to walk to the back corner of the boxcar, tapping his feet quietly. He faced the wall, staring at the stupid drawing of a bed. Oh sure. That's supposed to make you feel better. He froze when he heard someone step into the boxcar. Whirling around he pulled out the gun he'd been carrying. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing?"
The blonde ignored him looking around the boxcar before bringing her eyes back to his. One eyebrow rising, she sent him a smirk. She adjusted her gloves and pointed at herself. "Name is Carly Corinthos. Emily sent me to help you and I suggest if you don't want my guard to tackle you, you put the gun down."