04
Elizabeth walked thought the large glass door and waited inside the threshold while the chime echoed.
"I'll be just a second." The voice came from the back, muffled due to the racks of clothes that blocked it from the front. Elizabeth nodded to herself and occupied her time by looking at the many framed pictures of celebrity clients on the wall. She was staring at a picture of several women labeled "K9P2" when she heard someone walk towards her.
"Hey Basi." Elizabeth leaned forward and gave Basi a quick hug.
Basi, the woman who ran the dry cleaners, was not only one of Lucky and Elizabeth's friends, but also one of their most reliable informants. Amazing what you can find out when you clean someone's clothes.
"Hey Elizabeth." Basi smiled and went behind the counter, propping her elbows up. "What can I do you for?"
Elizabeth walked over and placed her hands onto the counter, leaning forward. "I need a favor."
"A favor? What kind?"
"I need to get Jason Morgan back for something he did to myself and Lucky."
Basi nodded, a grin flashing on her face. "What did that tall gorgeous hunk of meat do now?"
Elizabeth grimaced and began to rub her forehead. "That tall gorgeous hunk of meat, as you so eloquently called him, has royally fucked over Spencer Investigations. And he then proceeded to rub our noses in it like a disobedient dog. I want him to suffer."
"Gotcha. So, what do you need me to do?"
Elizabeth smirked, her eyes lighting up with an evil gleam.
"Just grab the phone and repeat everything I say."
Lucky looked up at the knock at the door and smiled as Luke Spencer walked into the room.
"Hey Dad."
Luke let a lazy grin creep across his face as he slid into a chair, lounging casually.
"Hey Cowboy. Where's Dollface?"
"She stormed out of here awhile ago."
Luke smirked and tented his fingers. "What did you do this time? I told you that pinching her ass wasn't going to go over well."
Lucky shook his head in exasperation. "I didn't do anything Dad. And if you remember, that was me telling you that you shouldn't pinch Elizabeth's ass."
"Ahhh, of course. Nice caboose on that girl though."
Lucky grimaced. "You do know that this is the girl you consider a second daughter."
"Of course."
"Ew."
Luke laughed and tossed a pencil at his son. "Lighten up Cowboy. Dollface loves it."
"What do I love?"
Both Spencers looked towards the door as Elizabeth came sweeping in, her hair flying around her face and her eyes glittering.
"Dollface!" Luke exclaimed as he tilted his face up, winking at her. "Where's my kiss?"
"Right here Luke." Elizabeth smiled and leaned down, only to deliver a quick slap across his cheek. She then followed it with a kiss against the cheek and a brief hug.
"That's my girl." Luke rubbed his stinging cheek slightly and gave his son a hang-dog look. "So Lizabit, what has got your panties in a twist?"
Immediately Elizabeth's face clouded over and she growled deep in her throat, her arms folding over her chest. "Jason Fucking Asshat Morgan."
"Ah."
"Yep."
"Well, Morgan is an asshole."
Elizabeth snorted and went around the desk. She leaned against the computer chair that Lucky was currently seated in and smirked at Luke. "Don't need to tell me that twice."
"Though," Luke began thoughtfully, lacing his hands behind his head, "he is quite attractive. Easy on the eyes you might say. Messy blond hair, light blue eyes, rippling physique…"
Elizabeth stared at Luke, her eyes narrowing. "Shut up Luke."
"Ass like cement…"
"Dad, if you don't stop, I'm going to call up Morgan and let him know to look out for an elderly stalker who craves his bod."
Luke raised a hand to his mouth, his eyes wide with shock.
"Elderly?! Oh Cowboy, low blow, low blow."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes and bit the inside of her cheek, trying not to think about Jason Fucking Morgan and his ass like cement. Or his tanned skin. Or his cornflower blue eyes that twinkled when he smiled and crinkled at the corners…
"Elizabeth?"
Elizabeth's head shot up and a blush stole across her cheeks as she looked guiltily at Lucky.
"What?"
Lucky smirked, a mirror image of his father and pulled on her arm. Caught off guard, she dropped without ceremony into his lap.
Smirking at him, she 'accidentally' dug one of her elbows into his side as she tried to get into a comfortable position. As he groaned, she smiled sweetly up at Luke.
"So Luke, may I ask why you dropped by?"
"Oh Darlin, do I need a reason to come see my best girl and my only son?"
Elizabeth eyed him. "Yes."
"Taught you well Dollface. But that can wait. I want to hear what you're planning to do about Morgan. Cowboy mentioned something about him doing something to put a pout on your face?"
Elizabeth's brows furrowed as she viciously twisted in the chair, accidentally knocking Lucky in the ribs again in the process.
"Ow Jesus! Dammit Elizabeth!"
Elizabeth looked back, her gaze contrite as she placed a quick kiss on his cheek. "Sorry, I was projecting. It's just that man makes me so mad!!"
Luke looked intrigued. "So, what exactly did Morgan do?" He blinked in surprise as Elizabeth threw a crumpled ball of paper into his face. As he unrolled it and began to read, his eyebrows shot into his hairline.
"Well."
"Yeah." Elizabeth's face was murderous.
Luke couldn't help but let out a chuckle. "God Morgan has some major cojones. So, what is our plan of attack?"
Elizabeth grinned, her lips curling upwards as she leaned back against Lucky's chest and folded her arms. "You two manly men don't have to worry about a thing. I have it all planned out."
A worried frown swept over Lucky's face. "Am I going to be arrested?"
"Nope."
"Are you?"
"Maybe."
Luke smirked and leaned forward. "God, the sight of you planning revenge all on your own… makes me feel old." He stood. "Where's the booze?"
Lucky pointed towards a tall cabinet situated in the corner, and Luke smiled once he wrapped a hand around a bottle of Jack Daniel's. Grabbing three shot glasses, he filled them and gave one to each himself, Lucky, and Elizabeth.
Lifting his in the air, he twinkled his eyes. "Here's to Morgan getting his comeuppance."
The three clinked their glasses together, and Elizabeth gasped slightly after downing her shot. Leaning forward, she grinned at Lucky and then looked back towards Luke.
"Revenge is going to be so sweet."