Chapter 14

"I can't believe you have this much done already… and you worked today?"

Elizabeth looked around her completely decorated Livingroom, "Yea, that's a side effect of pregnancy with me, I hate disorganization. Normally I'm a complete mess."

Jason smiled, "Speaking of work… I heard from Milo that you had a rough afternoon."

Elizabeth looked at Jason out of the corner of her eyes, "So do your men report everything to you?"

"Only if they feel it is something important… if you think I'm keeping tabs on you, Elizabeth, I'm not. I would never invade your privacy like that."

She shrugged, "I'm pretty boring anyway. Although I did think it was funny when I was shopping with Emily last week and went to the lingerie store. He didn't know what to do, whether to come in or wait outside the store."

"Carly did that a few times in the beginning too." He explained, ignoring the pictures in his head of Elizabeth and the various types of lingerie she may have bought.

Elizabeth took a few steps toward him and punched him hard in the arm, "You just compared me to Carly, that's messed up."

He laughed but quickly turned serious, "But seriously… I'll talk to Edward and S…"

"Jason, don't make a big deal out of it. I can deal with them. Did you find out about the article?" she asked as she flopped herself onto the couch. Her back was resting in the corner and she was practically laying down. She lifted her feet onto the coffee table.

"You really shouldn't tire yourself out too much, you need rest." He said and sat at the other end of the couch while she rolled her eyes at him. "It was Maxi."

"Maxi!"

Jason nodded, "I didn't say anything to her yet. She was just being spiteful."

Elizabeth shrugged her shoulders, "From what I hear from Emily, Lucky is with her so I don't know why she would want to cause any more trouble. How did she know about it all?"

"It turns out that after the whole Lucky fiasco, she doesn't work at the hospital anymore so Mac got her a job… working as an assistant in the city clerks office."

"Wow, talk about luck… for her. She really hates me. I guess she is entertained by making other people miserable."

Jason hunched forward and rested his elbows on his knees. Clasping his hands together, he looked over his shoulders at her, "Are, are you miserable?"

"Oh, no… I didn't mean it like that. I'm actually happier then I've been in a long time and I owe a lot of that to you, probably all of it." She kicked her shoes off and lifted herself up to tuck them under her, but Jason stopped her. He reached for her ankle with his warm, strong hand, causing her to jump slightly from the touch. She let him grab her other ankle and guide them to rest across his lap.

Elizabeth felt his strong hands wrap around one of her feet, "Oh Jason, you don't hav… oh god that feels good." She almost moaned as his thumb firmly pressed a trail down the center of her arch.

He knew he shouldn't touch her but he couldn't help it. He pressed the pads of his thumbs into her heel and she sighed. "You are going to wear yourself out." He mumbled.

She had her eyes closed because she knew that her eyes would give away how she was feeling. His hands were on her feet but somehow her face even felt warm. Oh no, was she blushing, she wondered. She bent her knees to reluctantly pull her feet from his skilled hands but he held them in his lap.

"No, you need some time for yourself Elizabeth." He took a heavy breath, "Let me help you." He said in a raspy voice, instantly regretting how forward it sounded.

If she was not blushing before, she was now. She could feel the heat in her cheeks but still could not pry her eyes open. If she opened them, she'd find his eyes intently watching her. Did he mean what he had said the way it came out or was she just reading into it too much out of hope that perhaps he wanted her as much as she wanted him. "That feels so good." She mumbled out before she could stop the words from passing through her lips.

She squinted her eyes open and saw his eyes diligently focused on his task. Sensing her eyes on him, he looked over at her and met her gaze for a long moment. As if it wasn't already racing, her heart pounded out of her chest at his intense stare. His hands paused, one moving to rest on her ankle and the other sliding down her foot to rest on his own thigh. "I uh, I should get going. It's late."

Elizabeth nodded but didn't move her feet from his lap. She wanted nothing more then to have him bend down and take her right there on the couch. Eyes still locked, he inched forward to stand but she remained unmoving. His mouth opened slightly and his tongue darted out to wet his lips. The small movement sent a chill up her spine.

When he nudged closer to the edge of the couch, still with her feet over him, she finally spoke up. "Wait." She whispered in a throaty voice.

Her entire body felt tingly and she moved in almost slow motion. Her legs lifted slightly and she bent a knee. She slid down the couch and came to sit on his lap with one of her knees on either side of his thighs. Her breathing was heavy as was her heart rate. Jason brought each hand to rest on her thighs, leaving her in control of what happened next.

She could feel her body reacting to being so close to his as heat pooled in her center. Her hands moved to the side of his head and she felt his hands tighten their grip on her thighs, anticipating her next move. Elizabeth looked into his eyes and found desire that matched her own. His eyes left hers and moved to her lips. That was all the invitation she needed and she closed the distance between them. Her lips brushed against his and she felt a bolt of electricity run from her chest, all the way to her toes. He let her control the kiss, she pulled his bottom lip between her own and slid her hands past his face to thread her fingers through his short locks. Her nails gently brushed roughly along his scalp and he instantly responded with a groan from his chest.

All of a sudden, the control she had was lost. His lips parted and she took the invitation, their tongues mated. Her body pressed against his, her slightly round stomach pressing against his. The feeling caused him to moan into her mouth. His hand squeezed her thighs one last time then slid up, over her hips and under the back of her sweater. When his hands found the soft skin of her back, it was her turn to let out a moan.

He had been hard before she even slid onto his lap but when his hands moved around to her belly, the straining in his jeans became almost unbearable. There was something about her carrying his child, it was unexplainable. She was already sexy and beautiful before not now… now he'd get hard just thinking about her. He attempted to break the kiss so he could more thoroughly explore the changes to her body but she wouldn't have it. She firmly pressed her body against his and rolled her hips, satisfied when she felt that he was just as aroused as she was herself. She drank is moan and he quickly pulled his hands from her belly. He roughly grabbed the sides of her head and kissed her intensely until they were both gasping for breath. When she finally pulled away for a breath, he peppered kisses down her jaw to her ear. He pulled her earlobe between her teeth and she again ground her hips into him causing him to moan. His breath was hot in her ear and he whispered her name.

Jason could feel her heat through her jeans and wanted nothing more then to feel himself inside her. Ever since the night they created their child, he knew that she was all he wanted, he just couldn't admit to anyone… especially himself. He kissed and nipped at the sensitive flesh behind her ear while her hands slid up his biceps, pushing up the short sleeves of his t-shirt.

He reached down and pulled on the bottom seam of her sweater. Lifting her body from his, she leaned back so he could lift it off her. Her eyes met his. She was absolutely gorgeous, her face flush, her lips swollen from their kisses.

Suddenly, the look in her eyes changed. Noticing her reaction, he released her sweater before he could remove it. Then she was off his lap and he instantly missed her touch.

"Oh my god!" she said as she brought her hand to her face, cupping it over her mouth. "Shit, I'm so sorry."

He looked at her, aroused and completely confused.

"How could I do that?" she wondered out loud, her words muffled behind her hand.

"I wanted it too." He said huskily.

She closed her eyes, enjoying the sound of him admitting that he wanted her, but she quickly shrugged it off. Her eyes opened again and Jason could see the tears. She couldn't look at him, "I can't do that to Sam… no matter what, it is wrong. She doesn't deserve to have someone else doing… that with her boyfriend." She turned toward the stairs, "I'm sorry." She cried as she ran up the steps.

"Wait." He called but she either didn't hear him or just ignored him. "Shit!" he growled and quickly stood from the couch. He had to tell her that he wasn't with Sam anymore. "Fuck" he whispered out loud. He hadn't told her yet and now she is angry with herself. How could he put off telling her something so important? Walking over to the steps, he hesitated whether or not to go up after her. He made his decision and started up the steps but did not get far. He pulled his infuriating cell phone from his pocket and saw it was Sonny causing the frustrating ringing. Any other call would have been ignored.

"What is it Sonny?" Jason spat into the phone.

"Are you busy?"

Jason looked up the steps, "Very."

"Well get unbusy and get over Elizabeth's. Carly is back and is on her way over there now."

Jason's shoulders slumped, "I'm already here."

His night had just taken a very bad turn.