Explanation: This chapter has been edited to conform with the new board guidelines concerning chapters with sexual situations. If you'd like to read the chapter in its entirety and how it was originally written drop me an e-mail at stephanie22304@yahoo.com

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What If…

Chapter 7

~Outback~

Emily rushed inside the Outback, her eyes scanning the lunch crowd for Zander. She walked down the steps and spotted him talking, no she thought recognizing the look on his face, flirting with a blonde. He was so involved, he didn't notice her until she pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Emily." Zander said turning to her, "You're finally here."

"Good of you to notice," she said icily, her eyes flicking to the blonde, "were not ready to order, so run along now," she finished with a glare.

The girl shrugged, "I'll be back," she said looking at Zander before walking towards the bar. Emily couldn't help but notice how his eyes locked on the girls butt when she walked away. Figures she thought bitterly.

"So where have you been?" Zander asked finally focusing on her again.

"I was talking with Jason and lost track of time. Sorry, I'm late." She replied taking a sip from the water glass.

"Jason again, man I see where this is heading, first last night, and now today." He said getting pissed.

She rolled her eyes, "Last night really didn't have anything to do with Jason, he just brought me home."

"Emily we had plans and you stood me up, so don't sit there and tell me not to be mad at that."

"I told you yesterday morning why I had to break them, it's not like I broke them at the last second. I wanted to be there for Lucky on the anniversary of Elizabeth's death. I explained that to you, or at least I tried too, you just didn't listen." Like usual.

"I told you that I had something special planned for us last night and I expected you to be there and you weren't you blew me off." He retorted glaring at her.

She sighed, "Look I don't want to go over this again with you. I told you last night in my room what happened. Can we just drop it? I was there for a friend end of story."

"Yeah, you'd do anything for a friend won't you. When Nikolas or Lucky calls you drop everything and rush right over there. I'm your boyfriend, and I see you less than they do."

And how many times have you blown me off to go sleep with some girl, she thought to herself, but of course she didn't say it "They are my friends Zander, you know that."

"Friends, yeah, friends who hate my guts, and spend the whole time telling you, you should dump me."

"No believe it or not Zander I do have other things in my life to talk about with them than you." She shot back slamming the water glass back down on the table.

He went on like she had never even spoken, "And now that your "Wonder" brother is back, it'll get even worse. That guy hates me."

She shrugged, "Maybe, I know he doesn't like you."

"Doesn't like me, Emily he held a gun on me," Zander cried out loudly, causing some heads to turn in their direction.

"Well you had a gun on him." Emily retorted.

"Maybe but you know I've never even fired a gun. But that guy, man his eyes are so dead and cold, you know that he has fired guns lots of times. Man he must be a robot, to be that cold." He mused.

She recoiled from him, staring at him in shock, which quickly gave way to anger, she may not be able to stand up for herself, but she sure as hell would stand up for Jason. "Shut your mouth Zander." She told him viscously.

Zander noticed her tone, before her words registered. He knew immediately that he had gone to far. He had ripped the brother she adored, time for damage control. "I'm sorry Emily, I didn't mean that, it's just not everyday someone hold's a gun to me, it's still a little unnerving to think about." He said softly, reaching for her hand.

She pulled her hand from the table and got to her feet, "I really don't feel like being around you right now Zander."

Zander rose as well, "Emily, please I'm sorry." he went on a little desperately, this was not good, "It's just I missed you last night, and I guess I was jealous of all the time you spend with people who don't even like me. With your brother here, I know it will only get worse, I guess I'm scared of losing you Emily."

"Zander, I'm really not hungry, I'll talk to you later." She reached into her bag, "But don't worry, I'll take care of your meal." She dropped some bills on the table, before turning to walk out.

Zander dropped back into his seat. Damn I played that one all wrong. She was slipping away from him, he knew it, and with her beloved brother here, she might be willing to end it entirely.

"The hell she will." He muttered, I have worked to long on Emily Quartermaine for it to blow up in my face now. It was time to step up the plan, he thought to himself as he watched the blonde work her away back to his table. Emily won't know what hit her, he thought smiling at the blonde.

~Jakes~

Jason parked in the alley, next to the back door feeling exhilarated, a long ride always made him feel good, especially when Rory was behind him, holding onto him and yelling in the wind.

He felt her slide off of the bike, and watched her ripped the helmet off to smile at him, her blue eyes shining. She loved riding as much as he did. Looking at her now he was struck with how vibrant and beautiful she was. She was talking a mile a minute like usual, but for once he didn't listen. He got off the bike and took the helmet out of her hands, and placed it on the tail light. He leaned back against the seat and pulled her into her arms, cutting her words off with a kiss.

Rory responded automatically, her arms wrapping around his neck, drawing him closer. He buried his hands in her hair and nipped at her bottom lip, then quickly flicked his tongue over it to soothe.

She opened her mouth and seemed to dissolve into his hard body when his tongue entered her mouth. She was always so soft and so responsive to his touch. She matched him fire for fire, but sometimes when she submitted completely, the sweetness was so strong it was hard for him to breath.

He thrust his leg between hers and pulled her closer to him, she let out a moan, his mouth left hers to trail kisses along her jaw. His mouth nipped at her ear, before moving on down her throat. She arched her back to allow him easier access, her hands dropping from his neck to his hips to hold onto him.

They both jerked when the blast of a horn, shattered the peace around them. Jason turned his head to meet the face of a smiling delivery driver who honked at them again. Rory groaned and dropped her head on his shoulder. "I hate this town."

"He's just jealous." He whispered in her ear, Rory tensed at the feel of his breath on her skin and looked up at him, "Yeah he just jealous of my…bike." He finished with a grin.

"Jason." She yelled, smacking his arm and stepping away from him when she felt laughter start to rise inside of her. "Now cut that out," she said frowning at him, "I'm the sarcastic one in this relationship, you're the strong silent type."

"Yes ma'am." He said with a smile and a mock salute, getting to his feet, taking her hand and pulling her towards the back door of Jakes. "I'm a firm believer in doing what you do best," He continued opening the door for her, "And god knows you could never play a silent role." He finished letting the door slam.

"Morgan." She whirled on him, looking up into his laughing eyes, "I do not talk too much," she saw him raise his eyebrows and look down at her, "I have to talk for two, since you forget how to speak sometimes."

With that she turned and crossed to the stairs, she walked up a couple of steps before turning to speak, she jolted, he was right behind her. Damn the man didn't he ever make noise?

"You talk too much." He said slipping his arm around her waist pulling her to him, with her on the steps above him, he could stare directly in her eyes. He leaned forward and kissed her again.

"I…do…n-not." She replied breathlessly between kisses when he began to back her up the stairs.

"Yes you do." He said before kissing her, "You are right now."

He backed her up another step, his hands on her hips guiding her, he remained two steps below her so they were the same height.

"I d-don't." She said while his mouth drifted over her face. She jerked her eyes open and tried again, "I don't." She managed when she gained the landing.

He closed the last two steps between them to join her on the landing, he moved her back slightly, but it was like he was trying to occupy her space. "I don't care." He said bending at the knees to kiss her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He rose then, her arms wrapped around his neck. He carried her down the hall, his mouth never leaving hers. He set her down slowly at the door, his hand digging for the key in his pants. He broke the kiss to focus on the lock, and finally opened the door. "I don't care, as long as you shut up now." He said moving her into the room and slamming the door behind him.

"Your awfully bossy today Morgan." Rory said backing away from him to shrug out of her coat and fling it on a chair.

"Sometimes I have to be, when I want to handle you." He replied mirroring her actions with his own jacket.

Her eyes lit at that remark, "Handle me?" She sputtered, her hands went to her sweater and pulled it off of her and dropped it on the floor. She put her hands on her hips and glared at him while he tugged his own shirt off and dropped it to the floor.

"Morgan." She crossed to him, to run her hands up and down his arms, "You may think that you can handle me, but you can't."

Yes I can he thought, while he wisely kept his mouth shut.

"But…I…know…how…to…handle…you." She said pausing between each word, so she could kiss his chest.

Jason closed his eyes and leaned against the door, as her mouth explored his chest. Her hands moved from his arms to his hips, his eyes flew open when she began to tickle him.

"Hey!" He jerked back, trying to get away from her hands, hitting his head against the door in his haste.

"I know your weakness." She said laughing up at him, "Mr. Tough Guy, Jason Morgan, is as ticklish as hell."

He tried to capture her hands, and kept jerking his body away from her touch, which was very hard to do, while he was laughing so hard. He feinted and tried to catch her hands again and then changing his mind, he bent down and picked her up, his arm locking around her knees, forcing her to fall forward over his shoulder.

"Jason." she managed on a laugh, that was cut off when he playfully swatted her rear, "put me dow…" her breath went out of her in a rush when her back hit the mattress when he dropped her on the bed.

He took advantage of her breathlessness to pull off his boots, and jeans before lying down on top of her, supporting his weight on his elbows, so as not to crush her. Her hands reached for him and he read the intention of her actions in her eyes. "I think you can find a better use for your hands," he said slowly, seductively, his intense eyes capturing hers for a second before he lowered his mouth to hers.

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He was pulled from his thoughts when he heard her mumble something into his chest, "What?"

"I said." She spoke again lifting her head to rest her chin on his chest, to look at him, "I do not talk too much."

Jason laughed, there it was again that feeling that only she seemed to be able to bring out in him, "Yes you do."

She glared at him, and then pouted "Not." She said moving her hands perilously close to his exposed ribs. Too close for his liking he caught her hands and rolled over, pinning her down to the bed with his weight.

"As much as I would love to stay here and argue with you, I have to go." He said with a smile and a quick kiss, "We'll have to argue later."

He let go and got to his feet, and disappeared into the bathroom before Rory had the opportunity to curse him.

Move, she ordered her muscles, go after him and hit him. But they ignored her they were comatose at the moment. Jason walked out of the bathroom, and moved over to his clothes that were lying on the floor.

"You know I believe I really could learn to hate Sonny." She muttered from the bed watching him pull on his briefs.

Jason smiled at her but said nothing, he knew she was pouting, resolute he turned away from the image of her lying naked in his bed.

"Fine." She got off the bed, "I'll take a quick shower and then you can take me to my car."

"Okay." He said not looking at her, like he really should have been, he jerked when she slipped her arms around him from behind.

"Want to join me?"

Jason peeled her hands off of him, "I'll be leaving in 15 minutes with or without you."

She sighed and moved to the bathroom door. "If you change your mind I'll be in here." She gestured to the door, "You won't be able to miss me, I'll be the one who's naked and wet."

He waited until she closed the door before he let out a curse. One day she really was going to kill him.

He was halfway to the bathroom when someone knocked on the door. It was for the best he told himself crossing to the door, he really did have to meet Sonny, "WHAT!" he practically shouted when he wrenched the door open.

"Well that's a hell of a welcome Jase." Carly said brushing past him into the room.

Shit, not now, Jason thought. He knew Carly and Rory were going to meet eventually, he just had never thought they would meet in this particular situation.

"You okay Jase?" Carly asked studying her best friend, "What were you doing working out?"

He glanced down and saw that he was only in his jeans, he looked around for his shirt, and saw it on the floor.

She watched him pick up the shirt off the floor. That was weird, he never left his clothes on the floor. Starting to get a bad feeling she looked around the room, she saw the rumpled bed, the clothes strewn over the floor, she turned to look at Jason who had his back to her, and she saw the fresh scratches on his back.

"So what were you doing?" Carly asked softly.

"Let it alone Carly."

"Talk to me Jason." She began only to be cut off when she heard the shower turn on in the bathroom. She looked at the door and then back at her best friend, "Who in the hell is in your shower?"