Accidentally In Love - 4
After her conversation with Sonny, Alexis headed to the Lakehouse. She was overcome by the creepy feeling being there brought her. She changed into jeans and a fitted t-shirt and headed back to Jason's place. She thought it presumptuous, but she brought some extra clothes.
Jason asked her if she felt as bad as she looked. Apparently, he lost his way with words with his memory in the accident, so many years ago.
"It didn't go well with Sonny."
"Did you expect it to?"
"No." She used to admire the way he said just what was on his mind; now, not so much. She noticed him eyeing her overnight bag. "I hope you don't mind me staying here tonight. It was a little creepy back at my place."
He shrugged. "You're going to move in eventually anyway. Doesn't matter if it's now or later." She felt herself shift under his intent gaze. "You got a few minutes? There's some place we need to go."
All she wanted to do was go upstairs and cry her eyes out until she figured out how her life had become so twisted. "Can it wait?"
"No."
A few moments later, Jason led her to the scene of their first argument as a couple: his Harley. He insisted she get on and she refused. This went on for about five minutes. Finally, Jason looked her squarely in the eye. "You had a crappy day, right?"
"Right."
"This will make you feel better. Trust me."
Without a word, she climbed on the back of the motorcycle. After putting on the helmet Jason handed her, she tightly gripped the metal bar behind her.
Jason climbed on and waited. After a minute or so, he spoke. "Alexis, you have to hold on, so you don't fall off."
"I am holding on."
"Not to the bar, to me."
Alexis paused for a minute before she caved. She wrapped her arms around his torso, immediately feeling his washboard abs through the t-shirt he wore. She was amazed. Sure, all of the men she'd dated had been in great shape, but this was something new. And it felt good.
Jason started the bike and they began to move. The warm summer air tickled her skin. As they made their way down the highway, she felt herself relax. She leaned her torso against his and rested her chin between his shoulder blades.
An hour or so later, they came to a stop at "Harry's," a roadside bar about 40 miles outside of Port Charles. Jason hopped off, the bike then extended a hand to Alexis. Feeling freer than she'd ever felt before, she took her helmet off and shook her hair loose as if she was in a shampoo commercial. She noticed Jason was staring at her. "What?"
"I was just wondering if you realized you were a very beautiful woman."
She playfully shoved the helmet at him. "Oh please."
"That was amazing. How did you know I would like riding on your motorcycle?"
"Easy. You like to be bad sometimes."
"How dare he?" she wondered to herself. "I think you're projecting."
He shrugged. "I'm not. You like to be bad sometimes, but it scares you. So, you hide from it."
She put her hands on her hips. "Just how do you know so much?"
"Because you secretly enjoyed making Carly think we were sleeping together. 'We'll finish what we started later,' rubbing your hand on my back. I knew exactly what you were doing."
"Whatever." She deadpanned. His amateur psychology was beginning to get on her nerves. "So, are you going to stand around and analyze me all night or are we going in?" Jason took her by the hand and led her inside.
They walked into Harry's and were immediately greeted by some of the leather-clad locals. He introduced her as "my girlfriend, Alexis Davis." She hoped she was delusional, but she could have sworn she heard a group of men whispering about 'Jason hooking up with 'the Angel,' but there was no way they could still be talking about that mortifying photo of her in her underwear after all this time.
Jason introduced her to the owner, Harry Keenan, an older man with a warm face. As he polished the glasses, he inquired all about her and Jason. In an effort to remain truthful, Jason told him that he'd known Alexis for many years, but they'd only recently discovered how much they needed each other.
Alexis longed to escape Harry's questioning, as well-intentioned as it may have been. So, when she heard a change in songs, she pulled Jason to the floor. On their way, Jason whispered something about Harry being a great alibi. It wasn't until they were dancing that she recognized it as one of her favorites. It was something by the Beatles.
Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me
I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how
She never expected Jason to holder her so tightly and she really never expected to enjoy it so much. Their dance was nothing fancy: just a few simple steps and two bodies swaying.
"You smell good." She heard him say.
His breath tickled her ear. "Thanks."
Somewhere in her smile she knows
That I don't need no other lover
Something in her style that shows me
I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how
She knew she was rebounding from the affair with Jerry: the disappointment, the lies, and his death. She knew she was hiding from the pain she felt after she talked with Sonny. Most of all, she knew any attraction she felt for Jason was as dangerous as he was. Too many people would be hurt.
You're asking me will my love grow
I don't know, I don't know
You stick around and it may show
I don't know, I don't know
Although she knew she shouldn't, she moved her mouth toward his and engaged him in a tender kiss. A moment later, she broke the kiss and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Alexis," Jason's voice was soft. "Why did you kiss me?"
Suddenly, she was mortified. Once again, she hated that he spoke exactly what he thought. She scrambled to cover. "Because we're supposed to be a couple in love and we're in a room full of witnesses." Why had she kissed him? The last thing their impending marriage needed was the complication of feelings. Pulling a way, she mumbled. "I think I'm going to head to the ladies room."
Something in the way she knows
And all I have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows me
I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how
Jason continued to hold her hand and in one movement, he pulled her back to his arms. He surprised her with a tender kiss.
Surprised, she struggled for words, "Why...did...you?"
"Because I really wanted to. Besides couples in love, don't leave before the song is over."
They ended their dance; then played a game of pool. Unfortunately, pool was not her thing, which resulted in Jason standing behind her helping her guide the pool stick. She felt a chill go up her spine when she felt his breath against her face. She made an excuse about having a bit of a headache, so they headed back to Jason's place.
Once again, he offered his hand as she dismounted the bicycle. She hadn't noticed she still held his hand in the elevator. It wasn't until she heard the voice of her eldest daughter as they exited.
"I can't believe this. Carly was actually telling the truth. You're with Jason, now?" The hurt in Sam's eyes was apparent.
She let go of Jason's hand and walked toward Sam. "Why don't we go inside so we can talk about this?"
"There's only one thing we have to talk about, Alexis." She felt a sting as she heard her name. It was the first time Sam hadn't called her Mom in ages. "Are you with Jason?"
Alexis rubbed her hand over her eyes before she practically whispered. "Yes."
"You? The very one who told me how I was wasting my time with Jason." Sam's voice began to rise. "The very one who screamed at me about how he was going to get me killed? You're a liar and a hypocrite."
Jason's voice rose. "Sam, stop it. Either come inside or go home, but don't attack Alexis."
"I don't want to be near either one of you: ever!" After a few bangs at the elevator button, she disappeared.
It was at that moment, she decided that nothing could ever happen between her and Jason.