Okay, I know you probably think I just up and left, but I did not. Life decided that some things had to be done, such as moving the rest of my stuff into my apartment… Let's just say, there was way more stuff than I remembered. So this is a short update, but only because the next chapters will be more intense… Hope you enjoy and that you can forgive me for my sudden disappearance. (You know I love you guys.)
Chapter Forty-One
Elizabeth had been mortified when Sonny and Alexis had walked into their home, but even their presence couldn't eliminate the extreme lust that had over taken her.
Lying in bed, she turned to the man who had so completely stolen her heart. "So… Am I still cute?"
"I think cute is underrated, but my dear, you are gorgeous, stunning and sexy as all he!!. But…" Jason said, but stopped, turning to look at Elizabeth, giving her his full attention. There was a reason behind this mornings little antics and while he was grateful for the show and the delightfully sinful encore, he now understood why it had come about.
"But what?" Elizabeth asked, looking innocently annoyed.
"This morning wasn't just spur of the moment, was it? You had been planning this, and while I think I understand your motives, would you please enlighten me, incase I am wrong?" Jason requested. He had become so used to the idea of her being there and of being a couple, that he had forgotten that Elizabeth, was first and foremost a woman. A woman who had been jilted and abused. Calling her cute had probably not been his best move. He hadn't meant anything by it, there were times when Elizabeth was, for lack of a better word, cute. Other times she could be Aphrodite reborn, and still other times, she could be playful and quirky. There were so many facets to Elizabeth that trying to categorize them was madness, because for him, he didn't love just one part of her, he loved everything about her.
"Elizabeth, I love you. I never meant to hurt you, calling you cute was just a slip of the tongue. You must know what you mean to me, how beautiful and talented I think you are. I am not good with words and sometimes, things just come out of my mouth before I think." Jason said, finishing what he had to say.
"It's not your fault, I'm stressing out. Over Lucky, wondering where he is and what is going on…" Elizabeth said, and then quickly added, "Don't look at me like that. I have no feelings, no compunctions about Lucky. He will always be a mistake I made, I love you and only you. But Lucky isn't the only thing weighing heavily on my mind, so is Carly and then my Gram's too. Luke and Laura at one point in my life had felt like parents, but they now look at me with scorn and disgust. Our plan is almost ready for the next stage. I know you have been thinking about it."
"I am sorry you are concerned about so much, perhaps it is my fault entirely that you are even in this mess. But you are right, the time is perfect to implement our plan. Now we just need to hope that Lucky has heard the news and takes the bait." Jason said, looking crestfallen and nervous, something that Elizabeth wouldn't have believed him capable of, had she not seen it herself.
"Do you mean, tomorrow is the perfect time?" Elizabeth asked, her voice suddenly much higher and with a panicky squeak inflicting each word.
"I don't see another way around it. If we want to get this over and done with, the sooner we do it, the sooner we can get home and start our life together anew." Jason said, gently tracing the delicate curve of her neck.
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Carly pulled to a stop in front of the motel that Lucky was supposedly, currently residing at. Her heat kicked up a notch and then another. She held within her hands, the power to finally take little miss goody muffin down a peg or twenty.
She slammed the door to the car and continued onto the designated door. According to her latest directions, Lucky was staying in room fourteen. She hadn't spoken to him in a few days, but, so long as nothing came up, he should still be there. She raised her first to knock, but as she moved her hand towards the unforgiving wood of the door, her fist encountered thin air.
Quirking a sculpted eyebrow in the direction of the door, Carly finally raised her eyes and looked at the person standing on the threshold. "Dmn Lucky, you just about scared me senseless!" Carly said, glaring hotly at her cousin.
A sudden, if not illogical urge to flee arose. Her cousin did not look like the same person she remembered. The person standing in front of her was broken, something was physically wrong with him, at least she hoped it was physical. Because, as she knew all too well, if it was mental, she had no way of controlling him or the outcome or her budding plan.
"What took you so long, I have been waiting for days!" Lucky said, his dark eyes, seemingly absorbing the light and banishing it for even more darkness.
"Did you think I was actually just going to drive straight here, if so, you are nuttier than a Christmas fruitcake. A girl needs her beauty sleep!" Carly said indigently.
"You can say that again, you more so than anyone else!" Lucky replied, hoping that he had said it quiet enough.
"What was that?" Carly asked, unsure what was said, but catching the underlying tone.
"Nothing, forget it. Just get in here, I can't afford for the wrong people to see me!" Lucky said, grabbing her arm roughly and dragging her into the small, dingy, confined space.
"Let go of me, what do you think you are doing?" Carly said, her voice reaching an almost deafening tone.
"Never mind, you told me you had some good news, now spill already, what could be so important?" Lucky asked, the hateful, distrustful look, never wavering once.
"I guess you aren't as big a loser as everyone though, because somehow, you managed to knock up little miss perfect." Carly replied, her anger rising, but even in the midst of her own meltdown, she never thought for an instant that telling Lucky or not was an option. She needed Elizabeth out of the picture and Lucky was just the man for the job, at least… She hoped so.
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Sonny was unsure how things had progressed so quickly with his lawyer, but he wasn't a simpleton, he took what he could, when he could.
His life had taught him that lesson very early on. If he waited for what he wanted, more likely than not he would miss the perfect opportune moment. So, casting caution to the wind, he embraced what life threw his way and dealt with it the best way he could.
Hi intoxicating dimples flashed as he noticed he wasn't the only observer. "Good morning Miss Davis, I trust you slept well?" Sonny asked.
"I slept just fine, thank you." Alexis said, suddenly feeling very foolish and very far from her normal, if not ordinary life. She was a lawyer, she knew doing rash things was always a recipe for disaster, but she had succumb to his charms, and as easily as a kid in a candy shop, with a hundred dollar bill.
"What's on your mind?" Sonny asked, looking closely at the woman who lay next to him.
"Nothing, really. But I need to get going, I have numerous appointments today and there is no way I can miss them!" Alexis explained, as she rose from the satin sheets.
"I see, and when will I see you again?" Sonny asked, feeling an abundant draw to her, even though he had just met her.
"I'm not sure, but I am sure it will be soon." Alexis replied as she slipped into her clothes. She needed to get home, she never felt right, unless she was showered, shampooed and in clean clothes. "I call you later today or tomorrow, so we can finish arranging your business needs."
Alexis didn't bother to wait for an answer, she rushed from the room, down the stairs and out the door.
Once in the elevator, she allowed herself a moment to reflect on the past day. It was completely unlike her, she wasn't a woman who took upon herself a one night stand or a casual relationship, but being in Sonny's presence had all but left her twitterpated.
She was not a foolish woman, she didn't believe herself capable of being controlled by her emotions, but last night was proof enough, that even the most dedicated and headstrong were weak when it came to the charms of, possibly, the right man.
Pulled from her thoughts, Alexis dashed out the door and into her vehicle. The drive home was spent in a stupor of contemplation, but every thing she thought led her back to those smoldering dark eyes, those sexy little dimples and the amazingly hard body.
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