Chapter Sixty-Nine

Mac was beginning to feel like he should be on Jason and Sonny's payroll, after everything he had done, which actually was on the right side of the law, so he really shouldn't complain. Lucky deserved to be where he was and so did Audrey, now he just needed her to give up Craig, that man deserved to pay for his crimes, especially considering that he shot Robin in cold blood.

Although there was one small problem, he had to let Luke go, there was nothing more he could do to hold him. Lucky on the other hand, he was going to remain in custody till he could get a court date, there was nothing he wanted more than to see him pay for his crimes.

Mac wasn't sure when it happened, but Elizabeth was a large part of his life already. Her kindness and gentleness just begged you to care for her. He would never admit it out loud but he really wished Maxie and Georgie could be a little more like her. It was just a shame that he was so much older than… 'Mac Scorpio, stop this right now, you are not a teenager in love, you are a grown man, she is a married man, get it out of your head now. Unless of course you have a death wish and want to swim with the fish." He scolded himself, unaccustomed to the strange feelings. Perhaps he had been single a little too long.

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A few days had passed and it seemed like everything was starting to get back to normal, that was until Isabella decided that she didn't care for the life that Jason and Liz lived. She gave her two weeks notice that Thursday, Cameron was heartbroken to know his nanny would no longer be there, but he took some solace in knowing mommy was going to be trying the stay at home mom thing for awhile.

Jason thought it rather odd that Isabella had quickly changed her mind about being the boys nanny, something didn't seem right about it. He decided that he would have to talk to Sonny about it.

Nevertheless there was no time to be thinking about all of that, tonight was the Quartermaine party and much needed to be done before the nights festivities could be underway.

Elizabeth had once again conned him into wearing a suit, he didn't like wearing them, but he had to admit, he loved what it did for her. Besides if she could get dressed up to go to the Q mansion, he supposed it was only fair that he too dressed up.

"Jason, can you come here?" Elizabeth shouted, he voice carrying very well throughout the large house.

"Coming." Jason shouted back. "Isabella can you watch the boys for a few?"

"Not a problem sir." She responded back.

"Hey baby, what did you need?" Jason asked.

"Look at me, I am not yet two months pregnant and I already feel as big as a house, what am I going to wear. I bought this but… It just doesn't look right, right?" Elizabeth asked, suddenly feeling very pregnant.

"Darlin' you look amazing in everything, as for you looking pregnant, I am sorry to say but you can't tell." Jason said as he strode over to her, wrapping her tightly in his embrace. He slid his hands down the silk material to rest them on her stomach. "I don't think anyone will know that you are pregnant, unless of course you are planning on getting naked, then they may see the smallest of bumps, but really dear, there is nothing to worry about. You look amazing!"

"You're just saying that to make me feel better, you know I am going to be as big as a house again, and it's all your fault." Elizabeth replied, tears suddenly springing into her eyes.

Jason quickly tightened his embrace, then slowly lowered his mouth to hers, teasing her lips ever so slightly. His lips would barely touch hers, then move to place featherlike caresses to her cheek and neck.

Before she even had time to contemplate more tears, Jason's lips descended upon hers, fully this time. His tongue sought entrance into her pert mouth, without a moments hesitation she opened her mouth, their tongues dueling, a ballet of movements.

Elizabeth gently tried to move his body backwards, directing him to the bed. If pregnancy hormones could be blamed, she was going to keep Jason a very satisfied man. Already she was insatiable, but then again, she always was around Jason, he brought out the best and the worst in her.

Jason slowly pulled back, looking at the beautiful lusty haze that had settled in her eyes. His lips parting, ripped a longing moan from her mouth, not wanting the contact to end, Liz pushed Jason with all her might. He flopped onto the bed, a somewhat shocked look gracing his face.

"Aren't you the little mink today. Is there something I can help you with?" He asked, not really expecting an answer.

Liz slowly let the dress she had on fall to the floor, the silky fabric caressing her skin. To Jason's utter shock, she had once again decided on going commando.

"Just out of curiosity are you trying to kill me, because every time we have a get together to go to and you are pregnant, you are never wearing any underwear. Don't get me wrong, I love it, but you keep this up and I will not be able to contain myself, I will not be responsible for where I happen to be overcome. You will then have some explaining to do when I take your gorgeous body in front of a crowd." Jason said, his desire very easy to see.

"So what you are saying is you may be overcome while we are eating in an upscale restaurant or a bar, perhaps even in the grocery store?" Elizabeth asked, batting her eyelashes.

She slowly slipped her body up his, taking pleasure in his obvious arousal. There was nothing that she wanted more than to tease him, just his presence did it for her. She was turning into a nymph, all she wanted was sexual gratification, and Jason would forever be the man for that.

Elizabeth slowly worked the buttons of his jeans, taking painstakingly long, drawing out the sweet torture. Jason's sharp intake of breath and low purr-growl alerted her to his obvious enjoyment. She let her nails briefly scratch down the obvious bulge, but just as she was planning on replacing her hands with her lips, Isabella's voice interrupted all previous thoughts.

"Mrs. Morgan, there is someone here to see you." Isabella said from the hall. She had heard something come from Mr. Morgan and refused to investigate, her employers were insatiable, and she had no intention of interrupting, except of course she had just done that very thing. But not because she had wanted to.

Elizabeth quickly grabbed her robe off the back of the bathroom door, then hurried downstairs.

Jason lay on the bed, unable to think, his mind was still focused on his wife, even though she was currently absent.

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Emily sat on the bed in the spare bedroom, she knew she should speak to Nikolas, but he had been so distant and his insane need to protect his family was starting to get on her nerves.

She loved him, she really did and had hoped that they would once again find themselves married, but she couldn't handle being cast aside because of Lucky. She loved Lucky, but it was not abundantly obvious that he needed to take responsibility for his actions.

Two minutes that was how long it was suppose to take, but with every tick of the clock it felt like hours were flying by, never before had two simple little minutes felt like an eon.

She looked at the clock again, a sigh escaped her lips as she realized a scant minute had passed, she was never going to make it the two minutes, she was already broaching her breaking point.

Unable to sit still, she got up and paced the room. Her thoughts turning to Jason and Elizabeth, and their kindness. She hadn't told them exactly why she didn't wish to go home, they just accepted that when she wanted to talk to them, she would.

Glancing at the clock again she was disheartened to see a mere fifteen seconds and elapsed. With a cry of frustration she slowly lowered her weary body back to the bed. The fates were obviously enjoying messing with her and there wasn't a single thing she could do about it.

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Robin and Carly were both sitting in their rooms as well, doing the exact same thing that Emily had been doing. Neither of them were handling the waiting any better.

While Carly was ecstatic about the possibility, Robin was considerably more concerned. Patrick and her had been doing well, actually every since the hostage crisis, things had seemed to work. Patrick was no longer as cocky as he had once been, but he was still just as passionate.

Neither woman knew of the other's plight, but both cursed father time and the idiot who had invented the clock. Time was always frugal when you wanted more of it, but when you desired time to speed up, it butted heads with you at every turn.

Jax walked into the bedroom, saw the look on his wife's face and quickly left, whatever she was up to, he didn't currently want to know. If asked what he saw when he entered the bedroom, he would have been hard pressed to describe it. She looked as beautiful as ever, but she also looked desperate and anxious, two things that Carly didn't do well. So instead of waiting around to find what was wrong, he went to the living room, when she was ready, she would come and talk to him, and yes it was the cowards way out, but so be it, he was positive she hadn't even registered his presence.

Robin thankfully was alone, at least that is what she kept telling herself. In the back of her mind, she wanted nothing more than to have Patrick there with her, sharing in this moment, but another more reserved part of her, was glad at his absence.

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