Okay, there is a bit of a spoiler in this chapter. It's not a big one and I am sure there is no one in America that doesn't already know about it. "Everybody's got their something" Right? Anyhow…if you are spoiler free, read cautiously or don't read the first part before the "..." at all until it happens onscreen later this month. Oh and if you don't like smut….don't read after the "..." For the rest of you….enjoy!
And again, I asked…she said go for it.
Chapter 3
Ella walked over to the front door. The foyer was always so dark. She and Elizabeth had found a beautiful stained glass door but Jason said no. He liked the steel front door with the peep hole. Ella stood up on her tippy toes just as the bells chimed for a second time. All she could see was a big, tan, round face. She could see a hint of salt and pepper hair, mostly salt. Then finally, as if the person outside the door realized he was being watched, he stepped back at least a foot or two and gave a big smile and a wink to the nob on the upper center of the big blue door.
"Big Pappy's here!" Ella screamed as she slung open the door and flew into the arms of the seventy-three year old gentleman.
"Angel. How you doin?" he asked as he picked her up off of the ground and swayed her back and forth, hugging her tight. Just like he has done since she was old enough to run into his arms. He squeezed her hard and grimaced as, yet again, her little feet repeatedly kicked his shins. He's just glad she's tall enough not to kick him in the balls anymore.
"Oh, I'm fine Big Pappy. JJ asked me to the dance and Mwam is going to talk Daddy into it." She said as she ushered him into the house once he set her back on her feet, steadying her once he did. "And Anna and I won an award for our contribution to the community in our 4H club. You wanna see it?"
"Of course I do Angel." He said removing his big tweed overcoat and handing it over to the sixteen year old. He adjusted his suit and tie and then ran a wrinkled old hand through his course, curly hair. "Your Pops around? We need to talk to him."
"We?" Ella asked folding the older mans coat over her forearm and looking past him out the open door toward the driveway. "Oh, Uncle Max is here. Yay! Is Miss Miller with him?"
Maximus Giambetti, Senior shook his head no and moved further into the foyer so that he was not blocking the door. "Shut da door Angel, you catch a cold. You know I know a ting or two about these tings. You and Farah need to cover up. I keep telling Farah's Mama, Leyla. Turtlenecks. That's what you need, turtlenecks for the both of yous. I'm a gonna talk to your mother's about dat."
"Oh Big Pappy. You always say that. I'm dressed just fine. Besides, I'm just studying. It's not like I am outside or anything." She turned back to look out the door and he looked skeptically at her thin short sleeved powder blue sweater and crisp white capri's then walked toward the open door. "Is Uncle Max going to come in or what?"
"He's on da phone Angel. He'll come in when he's ready. Shut da door I told ya." Maximus used his big meaty hands to wrap around her elbow and gently tugged her out of the way and used his free hand to close the big steel door himself. "Now where's your Pop?"
"Oh, he and Jake are working on Jake's race bike in the BG. You want me to go get him?" she finally replied to the man who was like a grandfather to her.
"Da BG. Why da fuck you kids gotta make up weird names for everyting? It's a garage Ella. Just say your Pops is in da garage. You young folks make my head hurt. Joey, Fabiano and Farah do da same damn ting. I don't remember their Pops doin dat shit. Always making up words for stuff." Maximus was shaking his head watching as the girl who was part of his big extended family hung his coat up in the coat closet near the door. He smirked when she first pulled out a plastic hanger and then looked down at his tweed coat that cost him nearly four thousand dollars and was specially tailored for him. She then pulled out a hanger with silk padding and hung the coat up, being sure to move any other hanging items in the closet from touching it.
"Pappy, don't use that language around the kids." Elizabeth sighed, exasperated that she had to remind him. It was a never ending battle for all of the adults. Maximus Giambetti, Senior was not going to change but occasionally he would try to sensor himself for the kids. But ONLY when the women requested. If the men requested it, he would just biff them on the back of the head and say, 'What da fuck are yous talking about?'
The first time Elizabeth really had a problem was when Jake was walking around for a week saying 'Dem fucking Paddy's had it comin I tell ya.'
Jake was two and just learning how to talk really well. He mimicked everything everyone said and was working mostly on his diction to different combinations of syllables. One evening when the men were having a meeting, Maximus was leaving and made that comment right in front of Jake. Jake giggled and Maximus repeated it just for him starting with 'you tink that's funny kid?' It took Jason and Elizabeth over a week to get Jake to stop. He would repeat it in the grocery store. He would repeat it at his weekly visit with Monica and Edward. He repeated it when Elizabeth stopped by the hospital to show off the baby, Ella, to everyone while she turned in her resignation.
Epiphany was the one who finally got Jacob to quit saying the vulgar, racist line. Jake was sitting atop the hub and Epiphany, Leyla and Nadine were gathered around him while Robin and Monica were paying attention to six week old Ella. Jake piped up with "Dem fucking Pad..." and Epiphany lightly tapped the little boys mouth with her pointer and middle fingers effectively stopping Jake. He looked like he was going to cry. Then Epiphany bent down and looked him eye to eye and said, "A smart young man like you knows better than to say those filthy words. I expect an apology and you had better NEVER let me hear you talk like that again."
"Sorry Miss Piff" was his only reply and he stayed silent for a few minutes while all of the adults stared and gaped at each other.
Epiphany fast became Elizabeth's mentor when it came to raising her children. Epiphany would advise her on how she should handle a behavioral problem and then Elizabeth would decide whether or not she could follow through. Elizabeth was a strong woman but no one, not even "Big Pappy" Maximus Giambetti, Sr. was a strong willed as Head Nurse Epiphany Johnson Toussaint.
Oh, I need to tell you…Big Pappy, head of the New York crime families was deathly afraid of Epiphany Johnson Toussaint.
"Hey Big Pappy" Jake strolled in wiping his hands on a shop towel after having washed the grease off of them.
"Rotten Kid, get over here." Maximus pulled Jacob into a big bear hug and noogied his head.
And that's another thing. Ever since Maximus had to sit and be lectured by Epiphany Johnson Toussaint at the hospital the day Jake got in trouble for repeating the old mobster, Maximus blamed Jake for his fear of Epiphany. He had been heading in to see Bernie who had a massive heart attack and was on life support. Epiphany stopped him in the hallway and in front of no less than twenty people, she laid into the fierce looking old man. After that, he always called Jacob 'Rotten Kid'. Jason asked him to stop a few times but Maximus biffed him in the back of the head and said, 'What da fuck are yous talking about?'
Jason wasn't the type to hit his head against a brick wall over and over so he and Elizabeth let it go. And Jake knew he called him that with love for the boy. It was just who Maximus was and everyone had to deal with his quirks because he sure wasn't changing.
Elizabeth ushered the older man into the formal living room just off the foyer. Maximus, with both kids under his arms, sat down on the couch and pulled them both close, kissing the forehead of each. "Angel, Rotten Kid…I need to talk wit yous guys Ma and Pops. Whys don't you go get Big Pappy a nice buttermilk? And Angel, sees if you can't find me something sweet. A canolli or somthin."
"Okay Big Pappy" both kids said in unison and Jake headed off towards his room, knowing that Big Pappy wasn't talking to him when it came to waiting on him. Maximus Giambetti Senior was old school. He believed a woman had her place in the home. If he was being served something, it would be done by her. No one could convince him otherwise. He also believed that as the head of the family, his word was law. Rarely did someone go against Big Pappy. He commanded respect and everyone gave it to him.
Except for one strong willed black head nurse at General Hospital. But that story is for another day.
Here's a little backstory of how Big Pappy came to Port Charles.
Jake had just turned a year old. Michael Corinthos was in a coma that no one expected him to wake up from. Sonny wanted out of the life and wanted Jason to take over the business. Jason agreed as long as Sonny signed over all right to his sons to Carly. Jason and Elizabeth were both miserable because once again, they could not be together because of the danger in Jason's life.
This had gone on for months until one day Max and Milo asked Jason to come over to Sonny's. The four men sat and talked and during the conversation, the Mobster Head and his retired mentor found out that Max and Milo's father was a powerful man who had been compared to the likes of Charles "Lucky" Lucciano.
Lucky Lucciano was a big time gangster of the twenty's and thirty's that ran the New York Mob until he was indicted and jailed in 1937. They say he still ran it from his jail cell. Maximus had grown up hearing stories from the neighborhood. As a teen, Maximus worked as a runner and lookout. Then he slowly moved up the ranks until he was pretty high up in the organization and poised to take charge of one of the territories. However, when Philip Mangano was found in a marsh near Jamaica Bay in Brooklyn, the bosses spirited Maximus, who had killed the mobster, off to New Jersey and then out to run the Kansas City Organization. Once Milo was finally out of the house, Maximus left his wife of twenty two years and moved to Palermo with his longtime mistress.
Max said that to appease his old man, he had been regaling the retired enforcer of his own stories of how he and Milo were running the New York Crime Syndicate. Never did they expect their father to come back to the states. He had always said he and the little woman would die in Palermo. However, at fifty-six, his mistress died of undetected ovarian cancer and he was lonely. He wanted to come home to his boys to help them. Act as a sort of advisor to his son, The Mafia Head and his youngest, Max's right hand man, Milo.
Sonny and Jason were floored. Max has done some crazy thing before. He had requested strange things as well but here he was asking Sonny and Jason to help him pull off a scam and make his father think HE was running The Organization.
After much begging and pleading and some plausible ideas on how to pull it off by Milo, all four had agreed and Jason had even enlisted the Tagliano's, who were always loyal to The Corinthos Organization, and Johnny Zacharra to pull off the hoax. When Big Pappy's plane touched down at JFK, Maximus Giambetti, Junior WAS the head of the Five Families for the New York Crime Organization. His mentors were his two former bosses who had retired and now lived under HIS protection, Sonny Corinthos and Jason Morgan.
Yeah, I know…funny.
Within one month, everyone realized that Big Pappy had no intention of returning to Italy so all four sat down in Sonny's living room again and discussed their next move. Trouble was brewing with the other families and some unknown outside forces. The game needed to be over. Unfortunately, Jason didn't want to step back into his role. He was enjoying his 'retirement' and he and Elizabeth had secretly been meeting and had again been talking about actually being a family.
That's when Operation Snow Pappy was born. Yes it's a stupid name. Two guesses who came up with it. That's right, Spinelli.
Oddly, Big Pappy loved Spinelli. He made him laugh. Everyone knew that he simply treated the boy as a Court Jester to him, the King. However, Spinelli didn't have a clue. He enjoyed and respected Big Pappy and he and Maxie spent lots of time with him. Big Pappy called him Jackal which Big Pappy meant as a sign of insolence and Spinelli thought was a sign of respect. To this day, the two still have a weekly lunch followed up by an afternoon in the steam room while Spinelli regales Big Pappy with stories and Big Pappy makes fun of him and laughs.
Over the course of the next two months, The Corinthos Organization changed yet again. Oh and Jason and Elizabeth got married and found out they were expecting another child.
The Tagliano's were easily in line with the new organization. They pulled the Gambino's along because the Gambino's were a weaker link. Soon they had everyone on board with the outside organization of The Zacharra's accepting the change, at least Johnny Zacharra who was in line to take over for his father any day. The only family they were having trouble with was The Morretti's. Anthony Morretti was a big road block and was strong enough in the organization to take over.
Interestingly enough, it was Big Pappy himself that pulled Anthony Moretti on board. He was having dinner at the No Name. Max and Milo could not join him. Max had been called to a meeting and Milo was busy with his twin newborns, Fabiano and Farah. However, the restaurant had the best manicotti he could find in the city so he sat and he ate. There was a man sitting at the table next to him and he recognized the family resemblance to his old friend Tony Lucciano. He introduced himself and asked Anthony Morretti if he was related. Anthony replied that it was his mother's older brother and a conversation was struck. Big Pappy being his usual, overbearing self had the waiter bring over his dinner and his Port wine and interrupted the mob figure head's meeting with his accountant and his enforcer to go over their plans to take over the Corinthos territory and thus make themselves the Head of the Five Families.
Unwittingly, Big Pappy had made them to believe that he was showing his own force and power and telling them without exact words that they had better get on board with the program or they would be swimming with the fishes. Pappy even mentioned how he had killed Phillip Mangano and had to leave his beloved New York but now was back and here to help his sons.
From there it was smooth sailing and thus Sonny and Jason were retired from the business and The Corinthos Organization slowly changed its name to The Giambetti Organization and remained the strongest organized family in all of New York. Jason and Sonny, knowing they would never REALLY be out, did what they could when needed but for the most part, were out of the mob.
Now where was I…Oh yeah…
"Bella I see your little story, Café Controversy is still on the best sellers list. Now tell Big Pappy, how much dough do those dimwits pay you for your little stories?" Maximus said as he waited for Jason and his son who were in his peripheral vision quietly whispering in the foyer.
"Big Pappy, my NOVELS bring me two hundred thousand dollars just to write them and I earn five percent of the profit during any time it is within the top twenty five on the best sellers list. Café Controversy has been in the top five for thirteen weeks and I earn ten percent when it is number one on the list for which is was the first three weeks after it was released." Elizabeth replied, admonishing him for being so crass but knowing it wouldn't do any good.
"Oh that's good Bella." He said half listening. He was too interested in the conversation he was not a part of in the foyer. "Tell Big Pappy, what's that little story about again?"
"You need to read it." She replied coolly as she took the tray from Ella who had just brought a pitcher of iced tea, a big glass of buttermilk and a batch of brownies from the kitchen.
That got his attention and he turned just in time to catch Ella leaving the room with a big brownie and a glass of whole milk in her hand. "Angel, tell your ma that Big Pappy isn't gonna be reading any silly love stories. Dat's for you girls to read."
"Pappy, Mwam's book is about Daddy being a mechanic, BIGG SURPRISE THERE. Mwam is a waitress and apparently they are totally gross and he's a cook at the café and she is trying to make him all jealous and OH…apparently my Aunt Emily is in the story also but she wasn't my Daddy's sister in it. Weird huh?" Ella had wandered over and sat down next to the older man and was handing off her own brownie for him to eat while he drank his buttermilk that helped with his ulcers. "And then he built BG well the story's version of BG and then…OH MY GOD, Big Pappy Farah said Mwam was a virgin and Daddy...you know."
"Whaaaat? Jason...Elizabeth what da hell is she goin on about? Max did you know your niece is reading smut? Bella what kind of shit you writin?" Maximus loudly banged his glass on the heavy oak coffee table and stood.
Jason and Max heard this and moved from the foyer into the living room where a wide eyed Elizabeth was sitting on one of the two leather oxblood Queen Anne chairs. Ella was laughing and reaching for another brownie and Maximus was beet red and glaring at his son and son's "former enforcer" and close advisor.
"Pop, Ella always tries to get your blood pressure up. Why do you take the bait every time?" Max said over Ella's full on cackling giggles.
Maximus turned and looked at the girl he considered an extended grandchild and frowned. "You tryin to make Big Pappy hit da dirt nap?"
Sobering, Ella sat up and put on her best pouting face, "No Big Pappy. I love you." And she stood on the couch and flung herself at the old man who was still strong and in fairly good health for seventy three. He laughed as he hugged her.
"Ella, get down and go find something to do." Jason admonished. Yep, that's about as bad as it gets from him. At least according to his wife in her blogs.
"Okay Daddy. Hey, I was going to cook for Mwam tonight. What do you want? I'll make one of your favorites. Do you want Chicken Milano or meatloaf?"
Jason looked skeptically down at his daughter but softened with her big toothy smile. "Meatloaf sounds fine Princess now find something to do." he said and he bent down and kissed his daughter on the cheek.
Jason then turned to his wife and narrowed his eyes. Elizabeth rolled her sapphire orbs and stood to leave herself.
"What is she wanting?" Jason asked hesitantly.
"I'll talk to you later about it but it's no coincidence that she is cooking one of your favorites tonight."
"Ya know Farah does dat wit Milo. It's about a boy I tell ya. Leyla says it's always about a boy." Maximus piped in. "Bella, where ya goin?"
Elizabeth was half way through the archway that led through the formal dining room where the pool table was and toward the small family room on the back of the house.
"I'll let you boys talk your business." She said.
"Elizabeth, wait." Max finally spoke up. "We need to talk to you too."
"Really? What about?" Elizabeth asked returning to the room and choosing to go sit next to Maximus and let Jason and Max take the two chairs.
"Well it's about Alison Bowen actually." Max started.
"Yeah da broad that writes all those little stories of yours."
"Big Pappy, you know I am Alison Bowen." Elizabeth reminded him of her pen name and slapping his arm as he reached for another brownie. "And that's enough. You've already had two. You need to watch your diet."
"Babe, some people in the business are asking some questions about some of your books." Jason prompted as the three of them filled Elizabeth in and then asked specific questions about ClutchShift , The Clash of Who Knows Why, its sequelThe Plan to Repair it All, The Honeymoon's Over and Inferno.
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"Honey, just think about it. JJ's a good boy. You've said so yourself." Elizabeth had spent the better part of an hour trying to calm Jason down and now was trying to have a reasonable conversation with him about his daughter being taken to the Homecoming Dance by a seventeen year old with a cool old classic car with a big back seat, a mobster family, a James Dean persona and Claudia and Anthony Zacharra as relatives.
Sometimes she wondered herself why she was defending the kid to Ella's father.
"Babe, I already gave my finalanswer at the dinner table. Now are we going to fool around or what because if not, I have other things I could be doing." He attempted once again to get his wife in the mood by breathing hot air on that spot on her neck while massaging her breasts in his hand.
She was curled up, naked, beneath him and Elizabeth squirmed and Jason knew he was getting somewhere when she reached down and grabbed onto his manhood and slowly pumped.
Dinner had been interesting, to say the least. Jake jokingly announced that he was taking Sarah Zacharra to the dance.
Sarah Zacharra is the illegitimate love child of Claudia Zacharra and Trevor Lansing that Claudia had when she was younger and put up for adoption before the Zacharras got a foothold in Port Charles. She was three years older than Jake and much to Elizabeth's chagrin was the one to deflower her son at the tender age of fifteen.
That's another story but remind me to tell you. IT'S A DOOZEY!!
Anyway, Elizabeth immediately told him that under no uncertain terms was he allowed to even speak to that girl again and why hadn't anyone told her that the little slut was in town. That got a big laugh out of the boys and Jake even pulled his cell from his pocket to call his brother Cam to fill him in on his Sunday dinner joke. Thus when the subject was broached about the dance again, Jason first thought it was a joke.
"Yeah right and Farah is with Jack. That'll be the day. What's next? Maybe Cece will go with Mal. Wouldn't that be fun to see Carly and Robin sharing pictures of their kids?" Jason laughed as he reached for his second helping of meatloaf and mashed potatoes only to be tsk'd by his wife and for that he put two helping on his plate.
He was in shape, good shape and was not overweight. Sure, it was football season so he had let go a little but he still looked better than most. Over the years he recognized that fact. Many people his age, like Ric Lansing and Jerry Jacks had full on middle aged spread and balding heads. He still had his full head of hair and just a little beer gut starting to show.
"Well, he DID ask me to go with him and I told him YES." Jason's little princess snarked, who he could still see rearranging the Barbie Dream House to be Feng Shui so the evil spirits of Jakes Ninja Turtles would leave.
Jason dropped the serving spoon into the bowl of early peas. "Then tell him you lied." He said in his most lethal voice through gritted teeth and at least an octave and a half lower than his voice usually was when speaking to his daughter. Then he turned to his son and pointed a long digit, "YOU had better make sure JJ knows that your little sister is OFF LIMITS."
Elizabeth let things take their course. She was usually able to convince him of anything after sex. He had a hard time telling her no anyway. In that way, she and Ella really WERE just alike. However, when the subject was their daughter and boys or Elizabeth mentioning inviting Lucky and Sam over, the word NO flowed easily from his lips.
"Oh GOD…YES…move your…yeah…that's it." Jason was saying as he had Elizabeth's legs both wrapped around his neck. He was pumping her hard and could feel the walls of her closing in on him. He knew she was close and welcomed the pulsing and tingles he always felt when she found her release.
"Jason….I'm so close honey." Elizabeth hummed.
"I know babe" he said and he shouldered one of her legs down and reached to find the tight bud in her nether lips. "Let go baby" he said as he strummed the tightly wound clitoris and watched his wife's eyes gloss over and roll into the back of her head. She exploded around him and he continued to pump her slowing his pace while she came down from her release.
As soon as she opened her eyes he pulled out and quickly flipped her over slamming back into her before she could even get her footing. (Okay, kneeing but that's not really a word and you know what I meant. If you don't then you should not be reading this part.)
He easily lifted her up while he rammed himself into her. He liked it rough and Elizabeth did too. Sure sometimes they were sensual and made love but for the most part, the happy couple liked to FUCK! They liked to fuck long, they liked to fuck hard and they liked to have role-play and find different, interesting places and to carry out each other's fantasies.
They were a vary active couple. They used to say it was for all the years they were apart but now, seventeen years later, it was just because they had a good, healthy sex life and truly desired each other. They were one of the lucky few that still found the spark in each other that turned them on.
"OW…Jason" Elizabeth yelled after her head was rammed into the king sized Teakwood headboard.
"Sorry babe…Here! He said and he flipped them both where she was sitting on his lap facing away from him. It looked innocent enough except that they were both naked and he was bouncing her light hundred and ten pound frame up and down on his seven and a quarter inch rock solid cock. (Yes they measured. TWICE)
He liked to tell her he had two and three quarter more inches but they only showed up when she let him…okay…that's a little too personal.
Anyway, Jason was getting into his stride again and managed to find Elizabeth another chance at release before he finally just bent her over her exercise bicycle seat so that she could use the pedals for leverage. He rode her hard. His shout, as well as her very loud gasps as he banged the air from her diaphragm, could be heard throughout the house and they both giggled when they heard Jake beat on the wall between their walk-in closet and his room.
He was draped over her back and she was hanging on to the handlebars of the stationary bike, feet still slid into the strapped pedals and they were both glistening with sweat. Finally, when he felt like he could move, he placed a tender kiss between the shoulder blades on his wife's back then carefully lifted her up; keeping himself fully sheathed inside her tender canal and carried her over to the bed. He laid them down and spooned his wife.
"I love you so much babe." He said with heavy, leaded breath. Placing kisses in her hair and on her neck and back and arm.
"I love you too." She sighed with a sound of complete contentedness.
They laid there for a while and Jason knew the wheels were turning in that pretty little head of hers. He wasn't dumb. Maybe everyone in THAT house thought him to be but he was smart, calculating and cautious. He treated his family like the business. Always be prepared, give it one hundred percent and listen more than you speak.
"Honey…JJ really is a good kid. You know his father and you like Johnny."
"I like Johnny Zacharra just fine. I am glad I didn't follow Sonny's order all those years ago because he really is a good guy. BUT That doesn't mean I want his son to be able to pick MY Princess up and then have four free hours to paw her." Jason said, now pulling himself from inside his wife's body. He needed to prepare for battle and he just couldn't think straight when she could clinch her muscles and make him hard in a matter of seconds.
Elizabeth flipped over and pushed him back onto the bed and straddled him, rubbing her womanhood across his limp manness.
Jason steeled himself…no…he concentrated to UNsteel himself and grabbed onto his beautiful wife's delicate hips. Effectively stopping her from moving.
"Hrmfff" she pouted. "Ella is sixteen and you told her that she could start having car dates without chaperones. JJ is only a year older and he's a really sweet kid. He won't PAW her as you put it."
"Yes he will."
"You don't know that."
"And I don't want to find out the hard way. Look babe, she can date boys her own age and that's final."
"Fine but you are going to have to tell her."
"I already did."
"Well, she is counting on me to change your mind." Elizabeth leaned down and started placing light kisses to his chest and working her way up his neck.
"Well, you gave it your all and I will be more than happy to have you keep trying but my answer will still be no." He said as he cupped her ass and squeezed. Then started running his fingers up and down her spine in a tantalizing little dance.
"Fine" she said and moved off of his body. She lifted herself off of the bed and walked over to her dresser and pulled out a long silk red nightgown and tugged it over her head.
"Well you don't have to get dressed over it. Come back and keep working on me."
"Nope, you said yourself…my efforts are futile."
"You think I am being unreasonable." He said sitting up on the bed and swinging his legs over the side.
Elizabeth walked over to his dresser and pulled out the matching red silk pajama pants and handed them to him.
"I think you are being an overprotective father. It's cool but honey, you can't stop her from growing up."
Standing and tugging the silk over his strong thighs and tying it low on his waist he nodded. "I know but I can be the big bad roadblock that slows her down."
"Fine, have it your way. Hey, you guys earlier. Do you really think your enemies could be using my books against you?"
"No, I don't. But I'll probably have to go with Max a few times to meet with the other bosses to assure them. Babe, you had no knowledge about my business. I made sure of that. We lived so many years apart to keep you safe and then again we stayed apart to keep you, Cam and Jake safe from that world. You may have some outside knowledge of minor things but you never knew exactly what was going on. The stuff you know can be read in old newspaper articles. I just need to reassure Max's associates of this fact."
"I could just kill Carly for running her mouth about my books."
"She was upset because in Evilyou brought Michael out of the coma and had him growing up and living a normal life. I didn't particularly care that you made Jake a mobster either but Michael's thirty now and in the same condition he was after the shooting. It just hurt her and you know how Carly handles pain like that."
"Yeah but she still really screwed things up and now you are having to deal with this."
"I know, I really wish Sonny were still around to be able to handle these kinds of things. I do better behind the scenes."
"I miss Sonny too." She said and she wrapped herself into her husband's arms and kissed his bare chest just as he was placing a strong arm on her shoulders and chastely kissing the top of her head.