FF #188: Tiramisu and a Chandelier

Part Twenty-two

This was… heaven.

Elizabeth could think of nothing more splendid than lying in bed, curled into Jason's side as he caressed her naked backside, after yet another round of breathtaking sex.

Her fingertips danced along his bare chest, down his torso and back up again. She couldn't believe that they had finally slept together. After weeks of a constant back and forth, sexual tension, and lonely nights in separate beds, they finally slept together.

In the shower.

Elizabeth giggled silently. It might not be the most romantic first time, but she wouldn't have had it any other way. Being with Jason was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Nothing with him ever happened as expected, and, for the first time in her life, Elizabeth was loving every minute of it.

Rising onto her elbow, Elizabeth glanced down at Jason with a blissful smile on her face that grew when she saw the exact same smile on his face. Leaning down, she brushed her lips against his. She couldn't help it, she wanted to kiss him, touch him, just be close to him every chance she could get.

"Where were you going to take me tonight?"

Jason looked confused at her sudden question then remembered that he actually had plans of wooing her before actually sleeping with her. So much for trying to be a gentleman.

His cheeks actually bloomed with a slight tinge of read. "I was going to take you out to dinner."

"Where?"

"Where ever you wanted to go." He shrugged. "I figured we would go on a ride since you liked it so much the first time. And then…"

"And then?" She smiled, her anticipation at what he had planned for them showing.

"And then we would have come back here." His hand began to run along her soft backside again as he glanced around the room, telling her with his eyes how he had planned and hoped the night would have ended.

"Oh." And then, her eyes opened wide. "Oh!" She lengthened the word once she realized his meaning. "You were going to seduce me." She added, laughing.

Her laughter became contagious, causing Jason to join her. "Yes."

Kissing him again, Elizabeth climbed on top of him, her legs straddling his waist, her chest pressed against his. "It wouldn't have been that hard."

"What wouldn't have?"

"Seducing me."

"I know that now."

Playfully slapping him on the chest, Elizabeth sat back, unfazed that the sheet fell from her body showing off her nakedness to Jason. "I'm not that easy…" she paused. Heat surged to her cheeks and down her chest reminding Jason how sexy he found her to be when she blushed to the top of her breasts. Now that her breasts were in full view and not covered by a shirt, he finally got the answer to his question as to how far her blush descended down her body. "I just really wanted you."

Jason flipped their positions. One hand ran through her wavy hair. "You have me."

"I know." She sighed against his lips. He kissed her slowly, his gentle nature shining through.

"I wanted it to be perfect for you."

Softness entered her eyes as her hand cupped his cheek. Her thumb ran along his brow. "It was."

They shared a smile. Elizabeth could feel her heart racing as he leaned down and began to kiss her again. Her body broke out in goose bumps in anticipation for his lips. Hours before, in the shower, he had washed her with slowness, but when they kissed and finally came together, they were both full of passion. But now, even though the passion was still there, the kiss wasn't as heated. It still had the same effect on both of them, but it wasn't rushed. It was savored.

His lips began to trail down her neck. "You know," Elizabeth whispered, finding it extremely difficult to speak with his lips teasing her so wonderfully. "There's still time to go on that date."

Jason's head snapped up, a look of disbelief written across his handsome face. "You want to leave?" She nodded. "Now?"

"I was looking forward to what you had planned for us. But if you don't…"

"We can go." He sighed, not seeming at all as enthusiastic as she was to be leaving his bed.

"Good!" She laughed with delight as she pushed him off of her and ran towards his bathroom. "I'll just be a couple of minutes."

He was admiring her slender—yet perfect—body, not noticing at first that she was headed towards his bathroom and not her room which held her clothes. "What are you doing?"

"I have to take a shower."

"You just took a shower."

Elizabeth turned around, placing her hands on her narrow hips, standing proudly before him. "You're an excellent lover, Jason, but you don't know how to fully wash a woman."

She was having the hardest time holding back her laughter. The look on his bemused face was priceless. "I thought you enjoyed… I—"

"Oh, I enjoyed it all right. But a girl does need clean hair." She finally let her laughter fill the room as she made her way to the bathroom again. She closed the door turned on the shower. Pausing, she turned around and locked the door.

If Jason opened the door, there would be no way they would make it to their date. They would just, most likely, have a repeat of their first time. Not that it bothered her, but she really did want to go on that date.

As she tested the temperature of the water, Elizabeth glanced at the door one last time. Funny, but she didn't think a simple lock would keep Jason out.

"I can't believe you broke down your door."

"I'll call somebody to fix it tomorrow."

Elizabeth's laugh at Jason's nonchalant response to breaking down his bathroom door not even two minutes after she locked it caused the entire restaurant to turn and look at her. The couple didn't even spare a glance to the patrons staring at them; their eyes were glued to each other.

After spending an extra hour to get ready, thanks to Jason breaking into his bathroom during her shower and distracting her, the two left the penthouse on Jason's bike. He had asked her where she wanted to go. But because she was only familiar with Jake's, Kelly's, and that uptight restaurant they went to when he first starting guarding her and Joshua approached them, she told him to surprise her.

And surprise her he did.

Jason took her to a small Mexican restaurant that was about a half-hour ride outside of Port Charles. The place was quaint, gave its costumers a great deal of privacy with the spread out tables. The service wasn't the best, and the food was a bit too spicy for Elizabeth's tastes.

And it was the most romantic evening she had ever had in her life.

"How did you find this place?"

"I had just gotten back from Italy and was going back to Port Charles to see Sonny when my tire on my bike blew out after driving over a nail. I was taking a shortcut through this town and when my tire gave out, I stopped right in front of this building. I was hungry, so I went inside for something to eat." He added.

Elizabeth smiled at the simple story. "How long were you in Italy?"

"A couple of months," he answered. "I went there to get away for a while. Sonny didn't really need me for the business so I traveled a lot around the states and then finally decided to go to Italy. When I had Michael, I would read to him from different travel books. He liked Africa the best, but I was always interested in Italy."

Elizabeth could see the slight sadness enter Jason's eyes at mentioning Michael. But even greater than the sadness was the softness in his eyes and the glow at talking about Italy. "I hear the light there is different."

A thoughtful expression crossed his features. His forehead scrunched before he slowly nodded. "Yeah, I guess you could say that."

"I'd love to go there one day. The art and architecture that I used to see in my books would be just breathtaking to see person." Placing her hand on top of his, Elizabeth leaned forward. "Tell me about it."

For the next hour, Jason described Italy to her. He left nothing out and throughout the entire conversation; she listened intently, not wanting to miss a second of his experience in Italy. His entire face lit up and Elizabeth had never seen anything more beautiful in her life.

It was when they finally decided to leave that the waitress offered them dessert, their specialty of the night being a recipe that the cook was trying out: Tiramisu. As tempting as the dessert sounded, both Jason and Elizabeth wanted to get back home and spend some more time alone.

"Where do you think your going?"

Carly spun around, ripping her arm out of Sonny's hold. Glaring up at him, she hissed through clenched teeth. "That's none of your business."

"It's my business when you're in my building and are planning on trying to screw with Jason's life again."

Sonny noticed Jason walk into the Harborview lobby with Elizabeth at his side just as Carly was about to respond. They were laughing, holding hands, and having way too good of a time to have Carly spoil it for them, which caused Sonny to grab Carly's arm again and lead her to the corner, out of site, until Elizabeth and Jason entered the elevator.

When the two were gone from the lobby, Sonny let her go.

"Don't ever touch me again!"

"Get the hell out of here Carly."

"I'm here to see Jason and you can't stop me. He'll want to see me."

"When are you going to give this up?" Sonny asked; disgust laced through his every word. "You screwed up any chance you had with Jason a long time ago when you took his kid away and married his brother. Leave him alone."

"You know what Sonny? You're just jealous."

"What?"

"You're just jealous that you never got to have me." When he laughed, her voice rose to be heard over his laughter. "You wanted me and you know it. You were just too crazy over your wife being killed that you couldn't do anything about it."

The laughter died down just as fast as it had occurred. Sonny pointed a finger in Carly's face making her back up when he took a few steps forward. "You leave Alexis out of this. Do not ever," he emphasized as he slashed his hand through the air, "speak of her again. Get the hell out of here before I do something I might not regret."

He turned away from her and walked away, thinking about Alexis and their daughter, Kristina. It killed him everyday to think about his dead wife, but he at least had their daughter to make each day more livable.

Carly's shout stopped him. "I want to see Jason."

Sighing, Sonny turned around, his patience gone. "He's happy, Carly. For the first time in his life, he's actually happy. Don't ruin that for him."

"That little bitch is going to hurt him and when she does, I'll rip her hair out."

"You ever go near Elizabeth, you'll regret it."

With that, Sonny walked away with a flick of his wrist, indicating to his guards to get rid of the unwanted guest.