A another man lost to his first love. Lorenzo had proved how much he still loved Carly, and Luke would always love Laura. What was a girl to do? She had to leave. So here she was, checking into the Monty Dale Rosa.
"Skye Chandler Quartermaine, I have a reservation." Skye was steady and strong, hotels were familiar territory.
"Skye, is that you?"
Skye turned around to see the most welcoming smile she could ever imagine. None other than Lady Jane Jack, her former mother-in-law, stood before her. Skye couldn't help but smile, she had always loved Jane, whatever had happened with her son.
"What are you doing here"
"I'm giving up on Port Charles and I decided to return to London."
"London? Really, I thought you were from Virginia?"
"No my adopted mother raised me primarily in London. What are you doing so far from Alaska?"
Jane smile softly. "I couldn't stay in that House any longer, and I can't stand Jax's new wife, so I'm here for dinner with a friend. Would you care to join us?" For a moment Jane's smile flickered, almost mischievously.
At that moment, all Skye really wanted to do was curl up in front of a fire and die, but she couldn't turn down the woman who had welcomed her as family with out question, a rarity in Skye's life. After all, it was just dinner, it couldn't hurt- much.
Dressed in a stunning blue dress, Skye found Jane sitting alone in the dinning room later that evening. When she crossed the room, Jane stood up and hugged her.
"Thank you for coming. You look beautiful," Jane whispered into Skye's ear, as she watched a man approach them.
Skye turned and noticed the man approaching, and was captured both startling blue eyes, eyes all too familiar, and yet so very different.
"Hello mum," he bent and kissed Jane on the cheek much to Skye's shock.
"Who is this?" Turning from his mother, the man eyed look in a way that sent shivers down her spine.
"Skye, this is my other son, Jerry. Jerry, this is Skye Chandler Quartermaine, I don't know that I could have gotten through your father's death with out her. In spite of what your brother put her through, she graciously stood by my side."
"Well then I owe you a great debt of gratitude." Jerry said smiling at Skye.
"Oh, it was no big deal, your parents welcomed me as me, I owed them more." Dismissing the looks Jerry was giving her, or at least trying to, she moved to the table expecting Jane and Jerry to follow. Jane, however, had other ideas.
"Well know that introductions have been made, I'll have to leave you. I have a head ache and want to lay down" With out further ado, she left, leaving Skye and Jerry behind, hoping that what her husband said was true, that Jax had married the prefect woman- for his brother. She dearly loved Skye and felt bad for how Jax had treated her. Jerry may be a little ruff around the edges but he had a good heart, and might be just the thing Skye needed.
"Well, I think we just got set up, what do you think?" Jerry asked, watching his mother's retreating back.
Skye laughed. "I think you're right, what do you think we should do?"
"Well I'm going to have the prime rib, how about you?"

Here's the edit version of Chapter 2:

Skye was stunned. All she could think to say was, "Aren't you mad?"

Jerry shrugged. "My mother means well, are you mad?"

"I could never be mad at Lady Jane."

"Then we will play along and make mom happy for tonight. What would you like for dinner?" Jerry asked again.

"Chicken alfredo please, and water to drink." Skye smiled, putting aside the menu.

"So Skye tell me about your self."

Skye suddenly found herself telling this man she had never met her entire life story and for the first time, she left nothing out. She spoke of Althea, her monster of an adopted mother. At the end, she looked over Jerry.

"Sorry, I seem

Jerry smiled, "Now you are mistaking me for my brother."

"No, I could never do that. Let's see," Skye looked at her watch, "I've spent the last half hour talking about myself and you never interrupted once. That is something your brother could never do."

Jerry laughed. "True, true. Would you care to dance?"

The music was slow and soft as they danced. Jerry found himself telling the beautiful woman in his arms with brown eyes about his dream to run a company of his own one day, something his father would have been proud of.
They danced back and forth across the floor till the dinning room closed.

"Let me walk you to your door." Jerry politely escorted Skye to the tenth floor, both wishing the night wouldn't end.

When they got to her door, Jerry broke the silence.

"Well, this is the most fun I have had being set up."

Skye started to laugh, but was cut off as Jerry's lips crashed down upon hers. After a moment of shock, Skye found herself reacting to the kiss, letting it deepen.

Whey they stopped, gasping for air, Jerry looked at Skye's flushed face. He didn't know what had come over him, he just had to kiss her. His eyes roamed over her body, he longed to see her porcelain skin that lay beneath. Skye was gaining back her breath, and soon her voice. Before she had the chance to speak, Jerry turned, and walked away. Once again, Skye was alone