The Nurses' Ball is the only time that Jason willingly puts on a tuxedo and sits amongst the rest of Port Charles society. He wasn't at all happy about having to be there this time though. It was a complete security risk for his charge and he really didn't want to have to kill anyone on that night of all nights.
Standing in front of his full length mirror in his bathroom, Jason felt like a fish out of water, so to speak. He really isn't the formal wear kind of guy, but tonight demanded it, so it is what it is. Checking the time, Jason walked out of his bathroom to Elizabeth's bedroom door.
"You ready yet?" he calls out after knocking three times. "We need to leave soon."
"I'm almost done!" she shouts through the door. "Give me five minutes!"
"You've got ten." he states before walking downstairs to the living room and pulling open the door. "Everything set at the hotel?"
"The men are in place and we have three SUVs circling the place doing perimeter check." the young guard, Vince, informed. "They all know the orders come from you tonight."
"Good. Go make sure the limo is double checked for bombs." Jason orders. "I don't want anything going wrong tonight!"
"Yes, sir." Vince walks off as Jason shuts the door.
Jason wished that they could just stay in. They've been doing pretty well for the last two weeks. They don't get in each other's hair, she doesn't run her mouth and he doesn't ask her any questions when she's straight up pissed off. Which actually happened a couple times, not that he even understood what the hell she was mad about or who she was mad at. He let her rant for a good hour before watching her walk up to her bedroom. It kind of worked for them.
"I'm ready." Elizabeth says as she walks down the steps. "You look good."
"You look..." Jason looks her over, the dress flowing so delicately over her body, hugging parts of her he didn't think were that developed.
"I look...what?" Elizabeth questions, walking over to stand in front of him.
"Beautiful." Jason manages to get out before handing Elizabeth her coat. "Ready?"
"Yeah." Elizabeth smiles slightly, noting that he was clearly affected by her dress, which meant that other guys would be too. "Ready when you are."
"Okay." Jason double checks his gun at the small of his back before walking to the door and pulling it open for her.
Once Elizabeth walks past him, Jason knows its going to be a long night. He hasn't slept with a woman in two fucking weeks. That is like forever in Jason's time. He has never gone this long without having sex and it was seriously messing with his head. He may have random sex with a few women, but he always makes sure that he knows them. Well, after the stupid brunette, Jason only stuck to the two blondes. Of course, occasionally getting too blind drunk to say no to the brunette, but unfortunately since Elizabeth has been there, he hasn't been able to get blind drunk anywhere but the penthouse.
This woman is messing with his sex life and not even meaning to. It would be a different story if she were aware of messing with his sex life, it wouldn't be as frustrating, but she doesn't even seem to notice the affect she has on him. Opening her door for her, Jason curses Sonny once more before getting into the limo. This is definitely going to be a long night.
"So, you go to this every year?" Elizabeth questions, making it hard for him to not look at her.
"Yeah." Jason states. "Its important to me and Sonny."
"Its a worthy cause." Elizabeth agrees. "I had a friend that died of AIDS. I've always admired functions like this."
"My ex-girlfriend is HIV positive." Jason finds himself admitting. "I go for her."
"Jason Morgan in a committed relationship." Elizabeth smiles slightly. "That would have been a sight to see."
"I was young." Jason says plainly. "Not a mistake I'll make again."
"I just meant, it must have been nice." Elizabeth explains, seeing him physically tense up. "I've never been in a real relationship before."
"I find that hard to believe." Jason eyes her intently.
"Yeah, well, believe it." Elizabeth sighs, smoothing out her dress over her thighs. "With a dad like mine...suffice to say that men aren't lining up down the block to ask me out."
"What about Johnny?" Jason can't help the venom in his words. "Or Zander?"
"I'd die before I ever dated either of them." Elizabeth laughed at his expression. "They're like brothers to me...I'd sooner date Sonny before I dated them."
"You want to date Sonny?"
"Ew, no!" Elizabeth sighed. "Its an expression. Sonny's the last man on earth I'd ever date, so I'd sooner date him than date either of them. You get it?"
"Got it." Jason shook his head.
Thankful for the limo arriving at the hotel, Jason got down and helped Elizabeth out before they made their way into the building. He was seriously looking forward to the light dimming and for conversation to be at a minimum. He didn't think he'd be able to handle anymore conversation at the moment.
Once they got inside, Jason guided her over to Sonny's table where they'd be sitting for the night. Greetings were made and Sonny's current girlfriend, Brenda, took a seat beside him while Jason and Elizabeth sat on the other side of the table. He didn't really want her sitting with him, but he didn't want her talking to Brenda either. The woman would seriously poke and prod into a relationship that wasn't even a relationship. No. Its safer to keep the woman apart.
"Wanna dance?" Elizabeth asked Jason, even though she knew the answer.
"I don't dance." Jason says plainly.
"Just once?" Elizabeth says coaxingly.
"No." Jason states, not wanting to be talked into holding her in his arms.
"Fine." Elizabeth stands up. "I'll just find someone that will dance with me."
"I can go for a spin on the dance floor." a voice speaks from behind her, Elizabeth turns to smile at the man. "Shall we?"
"Nikolas." Elizabeth shakes her head. "I'd love to."
Jason watches as Elizabeth walks onto the dance floor with the one she calls Nikolas and he hates that he hates it. Gripping the glass in his hand, Jason watches as the man encircles Elizabeth in his arms as if it was the most natural thing in the world, Elizabeth doing the same. He wondered what they are to each other and he curses himself for caring either way.
"Someone looks agitated." Carly comments, standing beside him. "Dare I say, jealous?"
"I don't do jealousy." Jason states, downing his drink.
"Sure you don't." Carly laughs mockingly. "This, right here, is the whole reason I stopped falling into your bed. You are so whipped and you don't even know it."
"Shut up!" Jason groans, standing up. "I'm not jealous and I'm not whipped."
"Methinks the man doth protest too much." Carly said teasingly. "Just go and dance with her if that's what you want."
"Do you ever shut up?" Jason glares at her.
"Oh, grow a pair and man up." Carly smirks, kissing his cheek before walking away.
Jason turns to look at Elizabeth, who was completely nestled into the man, and against his better judgement, Jason walks over to them. He hates this feeling, going on impulse when it comes to a woman, it always lead to bad things. Really bad, extremely painful things and he hated himself for falling into it again.
"Jason?" Elizabeth stops dancing with Nikolas to look at him. "Something wrong?"
"You wanted to dance." Jason states. "Lets dance."
"But you said..." Elizabeth looked at him confused.
"You want to dance or not?" Jason asks, wanting to kick himself in the ass for walking over there.
"Sure." Elizabeth turns to Nikolas. "Thanks for the dance."
"Anytime." Nikolas leans over, much to Jason's dismay, and kisses Elizabeth's cheek. "You look beautiful, by the way."
"Thanks." Elizabeth smiles before turning to Jason. "I thought you don't dance."
"I don't." Jason says, pulling her into his arms. "But apparently, I've lost my mind."
Elizabeth couldn't help but laugh softly as another slow song came on. Settling in against him, Elizabeth lays her head against his chest. She hated to admit that she actually liked being in his arms. She hardly lets herself look at him because she knows that she'll want more. Hell, what woman wouldn't want to be with him? He's a freaking god amongst men. The problem was that he's not the relationship type and she is. Not that she's ever been in one, but she'll just overlook that.
"For a guy that doesn't dance, you're really good at it." Elizabeth comments, listening to the sound of his heart beating.
"I didn't say I couldn't dance." Jason says simply. "I just prefer not to."
"I get it." Elizabeth closes her eyes. "For a guy that hates commitment, dancing's just a little too intimate."
"Something like that." Jason concedes. "Its not helping you any, unless you want men to be intimidated to talk to you."
"Lets be for real." Elizabeth pulls away to look at him. "With you guarding me, no man will have the balls to walk up to me and ask me out."
"What about that guy you were dancing with?" Jason counters. "He asked you to dance. I'm sure he wouldn't mind going out with you."
"Who? Nikolas?" Elizabeth shakes her head. "We're just friends. I don't see him that way."
"For a girl that wants a boyfriend, you're really picky." Jason comments, eyeing her intently.
"The whole point of dating is finding someone to spend your life with." Elizabeth shrugs. "What's the point in dating them if you know they're not the one?"
"Okay." Jason smiles slightly. "You're right."
"Good." Elizabeth laughs softly, laying her head against his chest. "I'm glad you know that."
"Don't get used to it." Jason says, unknowingly stroking the small of her back with his thumbs.
"Sure." Elizabeth laughs softly, acting like it wasn't bothering her, even though it totally was.
The song came to an end and they took their seats at their table for the performances to begin. Jason was acutely aware of her beside him, but he forced himself to ignore her presence there. He focused on the weird people dancing and singing on stage. He didn't get it, but he still found them amusing. Once he was sure that she wasn't getting up and going anywhere, Jason walked over to the bar to get a couple drinks. Bad idea, though, because he was immediately cornered by the brunette.
"So what?" she questions, clearly buzzed if not drunk. "Now you're the dating type? What the hell?"
"Go sober up somewhere." Jason states, understanding why he had to be blind drunk to find her attractive.
"Don't patronize me!" she exclaims. "I'm not some bimbo that you can treat like trash and get away with it."
"Look..." damn it, what the hell's her name?
"Sam!" she nearly shouts. "Damn it! My name's Sam!"
"Look, Sam." Jason couldn't help but feel a little weird that he screwed a woman with a guy's name. "I told you how it is, you chose to read too much into it."
"You're so pathetic." Sam states. "What do you see in that little twig anyway? She's not even a real woman! She's so petite and almost boyish."
"That's enough!" Jason snaps. "Say what you want about me. You leave her alone!"
"You're seriously defending her?" Sam scoffed, completely disgusted at this point. "Maybe you're into the inexperienced wenches."
"Jason?" Elizabeth walks up to them. "Sonny wants a word with you."
"I'll be right there." Jason states, glaring at Sam. "I told you not to get up."
"I know, but he asked me to find you." Elizabeth explains. "Is everything okay?"
"Wouldn't you like to know." Sam spat.
"Sam!" Jason states. "I said, enough!"
"You know what, forget it!" Sam crosses her arms over her chest. "I don't believe you two are together. I thought you were, but now I don't!"
"Whether we are or we're not...it has nothing to do with you." Jason states, his voice deadly. "Walk away...now!"
"No." Sam challenges. "I won't walk away until you prove you're together."
"You want proof?" Elizabeth was seriously sick of this woman. "Here's your proof!"
Elizabeth pushed Sam to the side, walking right up against Jason, wrapping his arms around her before claiming his lips. Jason was completely shocked by her lips as they came crashing against his, but while his mind was complete shock, his body reacted immediately. His arms pulled her in close, his lips taking over the kiss, deepening it more and more. As he gave her a tight squeeze, he used her gasp to snake his tongue into her mouth. Elizabeth knew that she was the one that initiated the kiss, but this wasn't what she expected.
The kiss was making her knees weak that she'd probably be a pool on the floor if Jason wasn't propping her up. Sam, on the other hand, was completely fuming. She couldn't believe this. With a loud shriek, she stormed away, not that either of them noticed. Jason spun Elizabeth around to push her up against the bar. The kiss was just so intense that, if not for the need to breathe, neither would have pulled away. Jason brushed a few strands of hair behind her ear before helping her stand upright.
"That was..." Elizabeth wiped the side of her lip, catching her breath.
"Yeah." Jason agreed. "Lets get back to our table."
"Uh, sure." Elizabeth bit the corner of her lip, hoping her legs would work correctly as she took a step forward.
Once they got back to the table, Jason and Elizabeth had a different chemistry as they sat together. Jason wasn't ignoring her presence anymore, he accepted it while she would glance over her shoulder at him and smile slightly. He could even swear that she blushed. Though the kiss had been a complete shock to both of them, they found that they were actually comfortable with each other. He and Sonny talked for a moment before they focused on the entertainment. Jason was right though. It is going to be a long night. Just not in the way he thought. If the night continued this way, he's going to be blind drunk before he gets to bed tonight.
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews!
Unlike my other story, I Wanna Know You, things will not be easy for our couple. There will be the infamous push and pull, but it won't be like the kind on screen.
This push/pull, is the fun, amusing type. Mostly because Jason will be sexually frustrated.
Hope you liked the update. Rocker and I tried to think up the perfect first kiss and rubbing it in Sam's face seemed perfect, even if they're not really together.
Till next time...