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Chapter 3

After a seeming eternity, Jason made an impatient sound and shoved his heavy dark hair away from his sun-bronzed face. He pitched his shirt into the hamper, moving past her. "For God's sake, Elizabeth You know that's not what I meant."

"Do I?" She made herself speak matter-of-factly but it took a huge effort and even then she wasn't sure she succeeded. "We wouldn't be here right now if it weren't for...for — "

"For the fact that my half-brother left you alone and pregnant seven years ago? No, I guess we wouldn't have married."

Though it was true, having him state it in such an unemotional way hurt. Deeply. His eyes, so clear blue watched her intently. As if he were waiting for something. But what? She knew that Jason hadn't married her because he'd loved her. He'd married her because of his overwhelming sense of family responsibility.

She may have been foolish enough to fall in love with her own spouse along the way, but that didn't mean he'd done the same. "Jason, I..." she trailed off. She didn't know what to say.

"He'll probably stay in Port Charles. If he stays at all." Again, Jason seemed to be watching. Waiting.

"That'll please Monica," Elizabeth managed despite the knot in her throat. Before AJ took off all those years ago, Monica had doted on her son to the exclusion of everyone else, though she was admittedly fond of Jason. And she'd detested Elizabeth on sight. Monica hadn't changed much in the years since.

"Perhaps you should go there to see him." The suggestion came out, surprising even her.

"Why would I want to do that?"

"I don't know!" She struggled to control her voice. "To see what he's doing back in Port Charles since when he left he made it clear he never intended to return. To keep him from coming here, maybe. You can't possibly want him to see Cameron."

"Do you want him to?"

"Of course not!"

"Then there's nothing to be concerned about." He reached into the tiled shower and flipped on the water with one hand even as he unfastened his leather belt with the other. With an ease that still managed to dry Elizabeth's throat, he shucked the rest of his clothes and stepped under the water.

On any other night, he might have hooked a long arm around her and pulled her — part protesting, part giggling, all delighted — under the water with him. But not tonight. Not tonight when they both knew his brother — half-brother — had returned after a seven-year absence.

But AJ wasn't only Jason's younger half-brother.

He'd been Elizabeth's first love. And before he took off, leaving her life in tatters, he'd unknowingly fathered the precious boy who slept in the bedroom at the end of the hall. The boy who called Jason "Daddy."

Elizabeth closed the cupboard door on the towels she'd finally succeeded at fitting inside, and picked up her husband's discarded clothing. She slowly pushed them into the hamper atop his shirt. Through the textured glass of the shower door, she could see his tall blurred form standing beneath the pounding water that was already sending curls of steam over the door.

Jason didn't think AJ would even want to see him unless it was to clean up one of his messes. Elizabeth couldn't say whether Jason's estimation of his half-brother was correct, or not. All she knew was that just the news of it seemed to have put a wall between her and Jason that had not existed even 10 minutes earlier. So she couldn't help the suspicion that AJ's return would change their lives, yet again...

To be continued...

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