June 3, 2010

I swung impatiently in the white dress and turned to face the verdict. My best friend Carly was a major fashinista and I knew she wouldn't let me walk down the isle and just any dress unless it had the accurate assessment from the both of us. And I had no problem with that at all. She looked at me with glee, " Oh my gawd I think I'll just past out right here! You look fabulous Sam!" Her word meant a lot to me I turned back around to face myself in the mirror and nodded. I did look beautiful, and it was a great dress. It sinuated all the right parts of my body and made me look tall without people assuming I was wearing lifts which I was if heels counted all. They did.

We brought the dress and hid it at her house and had lunch together in a downtown diner that wasn't Kelly's. It was different not being there but refreshing to have to look at the menu. Think about what we wanted rather then knowing it by heart. We ordered and talked away until our food arrived. As always the conversation fell to lay on Carly. That was okay with me the entire day had been about my wedding.

"And so I picked the red ones they are gorgeous! Oh and I think I'm pregnant" Carly said adding the last to catch my attention. I rolled my eyes for the fifth time during the conversation. "I'm listening Carly"

"I know. I didn't say that to get you to listen I'm telling you that I'm preggo" She said munching on the bread they left out for us.

"Whoa…who's the baby daddy?" I asked all serious if it wasn't Sonny Conrinthos. Of course it was Sonny's! Instead of reaching over and slapping the hell out of my arm or the usual she paled and ate more bread.

"Carly…it is Sonny's isn't it?" I know I'm thinking a bit on the Carly side right now but I was hoping she was just fucking with me because I could not handle it if they were breaking up and my wedding was just one week away. I was unfortunate she bowed her head and wept.

"Damnit Carly!" Okay I know I'm her best friend I should be hugging her and saying it was going to be alright but that was the first thing that came out of my mouth because it was the first thought that came through my head. My wedding was in one week and she didn't know if Sonny was the father of her baby? I could kick a dozen puppies right now and not even care…okay I'm lying I could never kick a puppy. It's just not my nature.

She lifted her head up and laughed "Ha! Pay more attention to when I'm talking to you" Yay, Carly did know who her father is or she just wanted to doubt what she had said. "I'm pregnant though."

"This causes for a celebration, too bad you can't drink"

Carly nodded her head "Yeah that would be hurting the 'celebration' as we celebrated the celebration"

I laughed "Shut up!" And I threw half a eaten breadstick at her head. She dodged it and it fell to the floor. As she bent to get it I smiled even more. I was enjoying myself, happy once again now that the love of my life was out of prison. Mom and I was on the same page, Carly was happily pregnant and my wonderfully planned wedding was a week away and everything was perfect

So I thought.

I came home and Elizabeth was there in my living room, on my couch, with my man. Lucky was no where in sight and he was probably the reason she was crying. "Oh Jason what should I do, what should I do?"

He rubbed her arm reassuringly and smiled gently, "Elizabeth you're a good woman you'll find a way to get out of the rut your in I promise. Be—"

I was getting sick watching the scene "Hello Elizabeth" Ice flowed from my tongue onto each word and Elizabeth glared at me. "Hello Samantha, how are you" I could tell that she let the rest slip out.

I saw my que "I'm doing great, just found my wedding dress earlier today. I can tell that your not having such a good day though. Care to talk about it?"

Jason didn't even notice my insincerity he looked at Elizabeth, waiting for her to speak "I-I-" She was lost for words before she stood and wiped her tears. All signs of depression had left with her act. "I should be going my mother has he kids"

"Audrey? Tell her I said hello" Jason said from the couch. Elizabeth nodded and left. I didn't want to argue about her so I laid on the couch and placed my legs on his legs. He took my shoes and socks off and rubbed my feet in that way only he can. I arched into the couch and sighed.

"So you found the dress" He said, I could hear the unhidden excitement from his voice. Every time he heard of the wedding planning he brightened. "Among other things, I saw the bags you brought in"

I acted as if I forgot all about that "Oh that's for the honeymoon, baby"

He rubbed softer, moving his magic working fingers up from my foot onto the lower part of my leg. "Care to tell me what you brought"

"Nope"

His fingers raised even higher reaching tender flesh that melted to my bone when he massaged them. "What about the colors? Tell me those"

"Nope"

He reached my thigh and I shivered our honeymoon needed to hurry up! "Please?"

"Fine" I grumbled when he stopped massaging. "Crimson, white, yellow, and pink"

"Hmmm" He answered absently, deep in his thoughts thinking naughty bad things.

"Monica called me when I was with Carly, she wants us to come over tomorrow"

"Alright, I have to talk to my dad anyway"

"About what?" I was vaguely interested but when he didn't answer I asked again. The curiosity building.

"Don't worry about it" He chided.

I sighed "Hmph" And pulled my leg away "I'm going to get in the shower"

"Stubborn" He called behind me.

"I think you've got it backwards Jason!" I yelled down the stairs reaching my room. I pulled out one of Jason's t-shirts and one of my boy shorts and went to shower. It was hard and tempting not to have sex especially since Jason slept naked and I was always wearing close to nothing when I went to bed also. It was a great temptation and awarding to know that we held out this long. I was proud of Jason to not give in to the nymph that is Elizabeth….that is not fair. I shouldn't talk about her like that. I just hated her guts that's all. No need to insult the poor woman. Carly openly disagreed with me calling Elizabeth every name in the book there was to think of that was insulting. And there was many.

When I exited the bathroom I found Jason already showered and dress for bed. He must have used the guest shower rather than wait for me to come out. He'd stretched out on the bed and I was forced but with no objections to lay in his arms. He smelled like pine and deodorant.

"I know this is supposed to be romantic and all, me laying in your arms but can we lay under the covers? I'm freezing!" I blurted out when I couldn't take the cold attacking my hairless body. He laughed and pulled the cover from up under us (those muscles actually did do things!) and covered us up. We fell asleep in each others arms and woke up that way. I couldn't wait until it was official that we belonged to each other.