A/N: Here's the last part of my little story! Thank you for the incredible support and for sticking with me all this time! It was my first ongoing story and it was a pleasure to write. I hope you'll enjoy what I have coming next!

Epilogue

-- Morgan Enterprises, Jason's office --

"Oh it has to be mine." Elizabeth said tenderly caressing the soft hair on back of Jason's neck as she sat on his lap.

"Um… why?" He asked her, his eyes devouring her then placed a soft peck on her lips.

Elizabeth's mouth formed a delighted smile. "Well for one it's bigger."

"Maybe, but mine's more practical." Jason remarked.

"No it's not." She quickly rejoined.

"Yes it is… and you don't have a pool table."

"We don't really need a pool table. You're so busy you never even get to play." She said then continued speaking before he could contest. "And how about all the vases we got from Italy. Can you imagine moving all these?"

"Um… they survived the plane."

She faced him with a cute grimace. "And they wouldn't fit with your décor."

It was his turn to make a funny face at her observation before he continued listening to her. "Ok, fine the pool table can fit in the guest bedroom. So what do you say, you move into my house?"

Jason wavered for a few seconds then finally said. "Alright that works."

"Great! But I better get going if I don't want to be late. I'll see you later anyway, and make sure to be on time. Although I know you will be you're going with Diane." She said tapping on his chest a couple of times before jumping off his lap.

Elizabeth started walking towards the door but was halted by Jason's voice. "Elizabeth wait!"

She swirled around to face him again and saw him walking towards her. He took both of her hands in his. "I forgot something."

"What?" She asked him eyes opened wide.

"I forgot to tell you good luck for tonight." He said then cradled her face with his hands and slowly lowered his mouth to hers. They shared a passionate kiss that had Elizabeth wanting to stay a little longer but quickly came back to her senses.

"I have to go." She told Jason who fought to keep his lips locked on hers.

"Just a few minutes." He managed to say his mouth still on hers then deepened the kiss, leaving Elizabeth with no other choice but to succumb to temptation. She kissed him back, her hands enveloping his strong neck while he held her close to his body with one hand, the other slithering through her chocolate tresses.

Elizabeth let out a drawn out moan that Jason drank as he explored her known curves, his hands slowly traveling on the soft fabric of her dress. But their enthralling moment was cut short by Jason's secretary, who for some reason still couldn't stand Elizabeth. Actually the designer had noticed she didn't like any woman who came close to her boss with the exception of Diane; Elizabeth would need to make sure she wasn't another Carly in the making.

"Mr. Morrison is here to see you." The woman announced, forcing the two lovers apart.

They faced each other with yearning eyes. "I better go anyway." Elizabeth said before dropping a sweet kiss on Jason's lips then running out of the door.

Elizabeth was presenting her evening gown collection that night, with the special participation of supermodel Brenda Barrett which added to the high buzz her fashion show had already gotten. Months of efforts were finally coming to life on the runway; she had created an incredible line, thanks to the help of her team and especially Maxie who had managed to keep the designer's head straight when she was feeling at her worst. It was sadly that Elizabeth had let the best assistant she had ever had go pursue other opportunities.

Elizabeth was the one who had advanced Maxie's name as a possibility when Kate had told her she was looking for a new junior editor. It had been very sad for Maxie to leave her position as Elizabeth's assistant as she wondered if anyone would be able to take care of her boss the way only she knew how, but she had been reassured to learn that her replacement was up to the task. Elizabeth had hired the young Moj, a highly sympathetic but over the top young man who couldn't miss an occasion to tell things like he saw them; a side Elizabeth highly appreciated in the young man.

Maxie had remained great friends with Spinelli. Together, she thought they formed a wonderful team able to brave anything. Especially when they had devised a plan to dig up evidence on some of Sam McCall's past cons and had anonymously passed it on to the PCPD. The woman was now in lock up and awaiting trial for embezzling very large sums of money by marrying men and then clearing out their bank accounts before disappearing and changing her identity. Maxie and Spinelli believed it was only fair that for once justice was served in this city.

Kate had also found someone. Seeing Elizabeth gloriously happy in her relationship with Jason had encouraged the fashion guru to give love a try, thinking that maybe she could have both a career and a great man. That was how she had ended up accepting one of Jax's numerous dinner invitations, making the tabloids go into frenzy over their newly found romance.

Thankfully for them, Carly had developed a new obsession. After having been booted out of Jason's life, she turned to one of his former business partners; Sonny Corinthos. The man, with the help of his special connections, had managed to get out of the various counts of organized crime he was accused of and continued thriving in the town of Port Charles. Carly had been attracted to the power the Corinthos name represented and had made sure to wear it as soon as she was able to. She married Sonny in a lavish ceremony and had gotten a brand new hotel to manage as a wedding present.

Jason and Elizabeth hadn't attended the wedding; instead they were far away from Port Charles and all its drama. After coming home from France, Jason had promised Elizabeth he would take her back to Europe so they could visit Italy. A few months later he had followed through on his promise and surprised her by flying her to capital of Tuscany, Florence. They had spent their time there walking around the city hand in hand, observing the incredible architecture and local art the cradled of Italian Renaissance had to offer. They had shared two uninterrupted weeks in the European country, simply being carefree and in love; everything the brunette could have dreamed of.

Elizabeth was glad she had listened to her heart and managed to leave all her fears behind her; she had the perfect career and the man of her dreams, what more could she have asked for?

-- The End --