Jason Morgan and Alexis Davis, canon

September 2010

Knock. Knock.

Knock. Knock.

"Well, get that, dummy!" Max told his brother as they sat in the coffee shop office.

Milo jumped up from his seat. He put on hand on his gun, situated at his hip, and asked "Who is it?"

"Alexis Davis."

Milo smiled widely and pulled open the door. "Hello, ma'am. Morning! Come on in."

She slid in with a smile on her face. "Hello, men."

"Hello, Ms. Davis. Good to see you. We'll just get out of your hair," Max said, but he threw Jason a very knowing look that said: You are one lucky mofo! Carly, Sam, Alexis...GOD! Why ain't that me?

Jason motioned for Max and Milo to leave, which they did, while he slowly stood up from behind his desk.

It was two days after Sam McCall became Sam Davis Hunter-Drake (long story, one Jason has heard and understands. He gets why names mean something. Why he can't be Jason Quatermaine ever again. Why it was all different when Michael bore the last name Morgan. Why Carly named two of her babies after Jason. Names meant a lot.)

Jason had been trying to concentrate on his paperwork- like he would on any other Monday morning- without much luck. Not only was he distracted by memories of Alexis' mouth wrapped around his cock...he also had the Giambetti brothers babbling away in front of him, like they did often, about the football game the day before. Jason choked down cup after cup of plain back coffee to stay awake and to try to get his focus back. The night before he spent more than an hour talking to Carly before then going on a long ride on his motorcycle before falling back in bed at four am- only to get up at eight.

He was exhausted. But in a very good way. His eyes worked up and down Alexis, as she stood there in her business suit. She looked even hotter than normal because he knew that underneath that button-down exterior lurked a sexpot the likes of which the men in this town would be shocked to find out about.

"Hey," Jason said to Alexis, the word long and drug out, filled with heat and intensity.

"Hello again." She dug into her purse and pulled out a pair of socks. "I was on my way to the office and I thought that I would drop these by since you might need them. They're very nice socks after all and who knows if they are a particular favorite of yours or something. So here. Your socks. I better head on my way now.....it was good to see you again, Jason." She held out the socks toward him.

He fought back a smirk as he walked around his desk, and trapped her against the front side of it. With his body pressed to hers, he heard her breath hitch in the back of her throat, as he slid his hand over her hand, took the socks, and dropped them on the desk. "You don't need excuses to come here."

"As I mentioned," she said breathlessly "they could be a favorite pair of yours...so I wanted you to have them back...that's all."

"Alexis," he ground out, as his mouth dipped to kiss her neck.

She softly admitted "I wanted to start my day off like this before I faced this evil wench judge I have to go before in an hour."

"Mmm." He feasted on her soft, sweet smiling skin.

"Jason," she whispered. Her hands ran up his back.

He couldn't get enough of tasting her, having her hands on him, knowing she was going a little nuts over him. This was more than he thought it would be when they kissed on the balcony. She was more.

Cute. Hot. Life altering. Life infusing. Breath stealing. Fucking perfect.

When was the last time he had perfect? He didn't even want to go there in his head. Just leave it at...it had been a long ass time...and he had been sure that perfect was gone forever for him. Then there was Alexis and her green gown. Maxie had always told Jason that fashion mattered...hmmm, looks like she was right for once.

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Alexis hadn't meant to show up at the coffee shop. Rationally she did not want to be there at all. Of course not!

Be where all the guards could see her and see she was hot for Jason? No, thank you. No, siree. That was not what she called a good idea.

But on her way to work she had started thinking about Jason, how her body was still sore from Jason, and how she wanted some more Jason in her life....so she made a left turn at Main, and gave herself what she wanted most.

And she needed coffee. So....she could justify the delay in getting to her office. Plus, if she got to see Jason, it would improve her mood and then she would do better in court, her client would be happy, her new practice would flourish.

Plus he needed his socks. His feet might be cold.

So she had her excuses piled up when she went into his office. She tried not to blush when the Giambetti brothers looked at her and she could see they had heard the rumors already. Then she told Jason her sock alibi and pretended like she was just going to leave....hoping he would not let her leave..cause if he did let her leave...she'd have to walk behind that desk, straddle his lap, and give him a lesson in what happens when you tick off a Cassadine.

Let her leave? That was crazy talk! She had braved his guards and the gossip mill for his kiss. He better come correct and give it up.

Jason did, first licking and kissing and sucking her neck, then her jaw and finally his mouth joined with hers. Sweet, freaking bliss.

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Gia Campbell- Corinthos strolled through the coffee shop looking like the spokesmodel that she used to be. She was dressed in an outfit she got on a shopping trip with Maxie, wearing lipstick Serena suggested she buy, sporting shoes that Diane found on her last trip to Paris, with a cross around her neck from her brother Taggert, and one hell of a rock on her hand from Sonny.

She had come home and melded right back into Port Charles life flawlessly. Now she was best friends with Nikolas, Lucky, Emily and Liz. But she wasn't one of their silly Scoobies. She never had been and never would be. That gave her a certain sort of freedom though. Because she was also friends with Johnny and Maxie, with Jason and Carly- her girl from back in the day, and the only woman that Carly ever liked Sonny with- and she was friends with Serena, Lucas Jones and just about every gaurd Sonny had on the payroll.

That included her two favorites- those gorgeous Giambetti brothers. She smiled as she reached the door to the office and saw Milo. "Hey. Just how often do you work out? Every day? Every hour? What does it take to look like this?"

She often mentioned his great physique. Sonny didn't like it but Sonny couldn't tell her how to talk to people.

Milo blushed deeply. Everyone knew she was a flirt. She had such a good marriage that nobody took her words seriously. Because ask this woman about the man that was waiting for her at home? And she lit up like the fourth of July.

Who would have known? the whispers around town went. Sonny Corinthos was actually good for somebody. Shocker.

Milo stuttered "Well it's a mix of diet and working out, really...uh...I could give you some recipes. Not that you need them!"

She chuckled. "Thanks. But forget it. Sonny's kitchen is off limits to everyone but his father and Alexis. Don't ask." She rolled her eyes in a good natured way. "He thinks he can teach her to not burn water. I say he's insane to try but you know my husband."

Milo nodded.

Gia added "He in?"

"No....uh...Jason is...uh...with someone."

Gia smiled widely. She leaned closer to Milo. "So its true then? Jason and Alexis are doing the dirty dirty?"

Milo gulped. "I couldn't confirm..."

Gia leaned back. "Its cool. I wouldn't want to put you in a bad spot. Hmmm. Sonny said he would be in by now. I better call and see what's keeping his ass...hope he hasn't gotten himself into any trouble." She pulled out her phone, dialed and then, from behind her, a phone rang.

She turned around, smiling from ear to ear, as Sonny walked across the coffee shop. His eyes warmed a million degrees at the sight of his wife. "Hey there, you."

When he got to her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled even brighter. "I need money."

He laughed. "What else is new?"

"There's this yatch."

"We have a yatch."

"Its prettier."

Sonny his head he told her "Do I get to see it before I write a check?"

"No. Its ours already. The dealership is waiting for you to call in confirmation."

"You are dangerous, you know that?" he teased. "Where's your gaurd? I pay Gino good money to keep an eye on you."

Gia slid from Sonny's arms. "You pay him to keep me alive. I don't need any sitter."

"Really? Should I ask Mac about why he locked up you and Serena after that girls night out? Since you're an angel and don't need anybody keeping you out of trouble. That right?" he teased, stopping a fight that could have reached nuclear levels.

She chuckled. "Get me my yatch and I'll forget how bad you piss me off with your chauvinist shit."

"What's the dealer's number?"

Gia smiled widely and reached in her purse, she passed him a business card. "And tell him we want the platinum package."

"What's this gonna run me?"

She pouted. He shoved the card in his pocket and grumbled "Okay, okay, move your cute ass. I got work to do."

Gia and Milo, looking completely ridiculous, flung themselves over the door.

Sonny asked "What the hell?"

Milo stuttered "Boss...Mr. C....boss, uh....Jason is busy in a meeting...uh."

Gia grabbed Sonny's hand and pulled him over to the counter. "Get me a coffee. You know what I like."

"What's going on in my office?" his eyes bore into hers.

"Lets just say...I think Jason is gonna teach Alexis how to cook, instead of you. Now about that latte...I'm waiting, baby."

Sonny looked back toward his office, just as Alexis came walking out, looking completely flushed. She walked past him, in a daze, and left.