A/N: Thanks for all of the wonderful reviews. It's funny, but I didn't like the idea of JasLexis until I started to write this. Now I really wouldn't mind seeing them (especially if I can't get my first choice: Sexis). By the way things start to heat up between Jason and Alexis in this chapter.

Accidentally In Love - Chapter 7

Alexis could tell Jason was angry. His back was as stiff as a board as they rode home on the Harley. Once inside the Penthouse, Jason moved around without a word. She told him they needed to talk. He continued to move without saying a word. Again, she prompted him to speak.

"Look Alexis, I think it's better if I just stay silent."

"I didn't mean to open up to Sonny, it's just Ric sort of threw me off."

Jason half-sat on the desk. He stared at her. "Did you tell Sonny?"

"Did I tell him what?" She stood a few feet in front of him.

"About Jerry...about our plan to get married?"

"No." Alexis looked away.

She noticed Jason's jaw square even more. "But you were about to, weren't you?"

"You don't understand, Sonny and I...we just wind up talking about things."

He shook his head. "Don't you get it Alexis? You can't just wind up talking about things with Sonny or anybody else. This is a serious situation. We don't know who else Jerry had criminal dealings with."

Actually, she was very aware that Jerry had plotted to kill Sonny with Claudia. She'd just chosen to keep it secret for both Sonny and Jason's sakes. Both would seek revenge against Claudia if they knew she was partly responsible for Michael's death and there had been too much blood already.

Jason continued on his rant. "I get that you haven't gotten over Sonny, but he can't be your hero this time."

She felt the heat rise to her face. "You don't know a thing about my relationship with Sonny."

"I don't? Try me. You think of Sonny as the love of your life, but you're scared he doesn't feel the same way. He does, but his low self-esteem sends him back to the twisted game he plays with Carly. What you don't realize is that your need to have Sonny's attention can get us all locked up or killed. You need to stop thinking about yourself and think about your daughters."

"I always put my daughters first." She was yelling. It didn't matter: Viola was at swim class with Molly and Krissy was at school.

"Right. Which one of your daughters were you thinking about when you started screwing Jerry Jacks? Not that I care, I'm just curious."

"Get out!!" She screamed.

He left without a word. The door barely closed behind him before she sent a vase sailing into it. Jason was back an hour or so later. No matter, she was still furious. That evening she took up residence in the third bedroom. She'd made a mistake by beginning to depend on him to chase away the monsters in her head. She didn't sleep well, not that night or the two subsequent nights she spent on her own. Fortunately, one thing she knew was nightmares went away eventually.

She began to leave earlier for work. In the afternoons, she'd take time off and spend it with her girls. When she finally returned to the penthouse in the evenings, she'd either head straight to the girls' room or to her own. She noticed Sonny had been keeping his distance as well.

On the fourth evening after the argument, she found Jason waiting in the living room. "Can we talk?" She nodded without a word. "Alexis, I'm sorry I hurt your feelings. I guess I was out of line."

"You guess?" She crossed her arms in front of her body.

"It's just, no one can know. What if you told Sonny what was going on and he was called to testify?"

"He'd never testify against us." She came and sat on the sofa beside him.

Jason smiled a half-smile. "I know." He looked down, "but they could lock him up for contempt or perjury, you know that. Neither one of us wants to see that happen." He turned toward her. "Look Alexis, I know we don't know each other that well, anymore; but you can trust me when I tell you I'll look out for you and the girls. I never go back on my word."

"I appreciate that."

She began to head upstairs to her bedroom when she heard him call out. "Alexis, Graciella asked me if we'd been arguing because you've been sleeping in the other room. She told me I should buy you a present. Do you have any special requests?"

"No, whatever is fine." She frowned. Duh, a present is only special when you don't know what it is, she thought to herself. She saw herself in the mirror. She looked awful. Three sleepless nights could do that.

"I should probably put her mind at ease and sleep in your room tonight."

"Good idea."

Once again when she came to bed, Jason was shirtless. Now, she didn't even give it a second thought. Okay, that was a lie. She gave it a second, third and fourth thought; none of them were pure. Out of habit she awoke at 4:30 a.m. When she realized Jason was actually spooning her; she didn't know whether to giggle or hyperventilate. She rubbed the muscular arm that was around her waist, then she settled in and went back to sleep.

Things at the Penthouse were back to normal for the next couple of days. Honestly, she was relieved. Everyone was happier when she and Jason got along, especially her girls. It seemed Krissy and Molly thought of Jason as their special playmate. And sometimes they would let her play, too.

Alexis smiled into her coffee as she thought about the night before when she and Jason had been goaded in to playing Twister. By the end of the game, she and Jason were twisted into a somewhat inappropriate knot and laughing hysterically. She had no idea he could actually be that much fun. They'd be without the girls for the next two days due to the time they were scheduled to spend with their fathers. And for the first time, she could let Molly be at Ric' without worrying. Jason actually stationed Max on Ric's house for the weekend to make sure Ric didn't try anything.

The doorbell rang. Before she could answer it, Jason was out of the kitchen and retrieving packages from a deliveryman. She joined him in the living room.

"What's in the packages?" She flopped on the sofa.

He plopped down next to her. "The presents I promised you." He slid three pink packages into her lap.

"You got me presents from Victoria Secret?" She opened the boxes to find the most exquisite lingerie she'd ever seen. She felt warm in the face. "I don't know how I feel about you buying me sexy lingerie."

"Graciella, told me I should get you something I knew you'd like. So, I did a little research." She could have sworn she saw mischief in his eyes.

She gasped. Who could have told him she liked lingerie?

As if to answer her thoughts, he reached in his pocket and pulled out one of those mortifying Eddie's Angel pictures that she thought she'd seen the last of years ago. At the time, it really seemed like a great idea to be waiting for Ned in something sexy. She never expected to wind up on the internet.

"Okay, very funny, Jason. Give it here." She reached for the picture and Jason raised it above his head.

"This is my picture. I got it fair and square." He eyed the picture above his head. "You know, I forgot how hot you looked in this picture. I'm going to need a picture of you on my desk, maybe I'll use this one."

"Give it here." A leap at the photo landed her splayed across his lap.

Still, he was too fast for her and the photo was now behind his back. Moving solely on adrenaline, she straddled his lap, all the while reaching for the picture.

"Maybe you should just ask me for it nicely." Jason taunted.

"I don't think so. I'm the District Attorney remember, I have ways of making you talk." She moved her hands to his sides and began to tickle. He tried to remain unaffected but soon the laughter he fought won the battle.

"Okay, okay, stop." He continued laugh.

She remained relentless. She felt him grab her wrists. At the time he stopped laughing, she felt the mood shift. He focused his eyes at her mouth. As his mouth moved toward hers, he released her hands and brought his to her back. His kisses were feather light at first. Her hands moved toward his hair as she sought to deepen their kiss. She enjoyed the taste of his mouth and the feel of his strong hands against her back. He moved his mouth from her mouth to her jawline and onto her neck. A moan escaped from within her. A tingling sensation danced all over her body.

As he continued his assault on her neck, she ran her hand along the hem of his t-shirt and lifted it over his head. She could feel his strong hands beneath her blouse. They were warm against her skin. Now her only desire was to free herself from the clothes that confined her body. As she shook free of her shirt, he ran his hands along her back. Emboldened by her actions he turned to the side and lowered her onto her back on the sofa. She reached for his belt, which caused him to smile. He brought his mouth back to hers and engaged her in a sensual kiss. As he reached for the clasp on her bra, the door opened.

"Alexis? Jason?" The voice was that of her friend and Jason's attorney, Diane Miller. "I don't mean to interrupt, but I believe we have a meeting this morning."

"Crap." Alexis said to herself as she scrambled to find her shirt. As soon as they were decent, Jason mumbled something about needing a cold shower and Diane suggested something about him feeling free to come back wearing just a towel. Alexis just glared at her.

As soon as Jason was out of earshot, Alexis offered an explanation. At least she tried to. "It's not what it looked like. Jason had this unflattering picture of me and I was trying to get it back."

Diane put her hand on her hips. "And where were you looking for the picture in his mouth or in his pants?"

"Oh Diane, really, we were just fooling around...let me rephrase that. He was playing keep away. We got a little too close and he kissed me."

"Riiigghtt." Diane sauntered over to the table next to the sofa. "And what are these?" She found the boxes of lingerie.

Alexis was mortified. "We had a huge fight and he bought me these as a gift. You know the more people who believe we're for real the better. Never hurts to have a store clerk testifying on your behalf, right?"

Diane plopped on the sofa and kicked her feet on the table. "Let me give you some advice, my friend. If you don't slow down it won't be long before the two of you are sleeping together."

Alexis looked away.

"Oh my, you are sleeping with him." Diane shouted. "You lousy little hypocrite. So tell me, is the sex good?"

"Shhh..." Alexis quieted her. She joined her on the sofa and spoke in hushed tones. "Jason and I are not having sex. We share a bed, nothing more." Without her knowledge, a smile crept on Alexis's face.

"You're attracted to him." Diane acted as if she'd just found Hoffa's body. "What is it with you and the bad boys?"

"Jason's not that bad." She bit the right side of her lip.

Diane simply stared at her.

"What?!"

"You'd better be careful, my friend or you're going to wind up falling for the man you're about to marry."