Jason Morgan and Alexis Davis, canon

September 2010

Instant Addiction

Part Nine

Jason was wiping at his mouth, wearing a small smile, when Sonny walked into the office. "Hey. We got to talk about this federal investigation."

Sonny closed the door. "Yeah, yeah...that can wait. We got to talk about something more important first."

"What's going on?"

"That's what I want to know, Jason. What is going on...between you and Alexis?" Sonny motioned with his hands and titled his head and generally acted very concerned about the answer he would get.

Lives depended on this answer. Jason knew that. He had planned to talk to Sonny but not for a while. After they told Sam. Carly knew now and that was all that Jason worried about. He could explain to Spinelli, Sonny, Emily and the rest of the people he cared about later...when he knew more...when he was sure that Alexis wouldn't get gun shy on him.

He'd simply tell them: I'm with Alexis now. Leave it at that. The less talk the better is how he always saw life.

Jason let out a very long breath. "Where are you getting this from? Someone say something to you?"

"No! I got eyes. Come on. Talk to me. What's the deal? This is...this is the mother of my kid, my niece, too. This is.....Alexis. So tell me that you ain't yanking her around and that we don't got major problems right now. Tell me that when Carly comes running Alexis won't be SECOND!"

Out of nowhere Sonny had just lost it, as if he couldn't stop himself. He started out talking in a low gravelly voice but it got more and more agitated till he was screaming. Sonny turned away, panting.

Jason said calmly "Alexis understands about Carly."

Sonny shook his head, looking down. "When did you get interested in Alexis? Will you at least tell me that much? Damn, tell me something here!"

"At the wedding."

Sonny turned to look at Jason. "The wedding? What wedding?"

Jason gave him a wide eyed look. "Sam...you know. Sam got married Saturday."

"I know that! I was there! Gia had to buy three dresses for it. But....that was two days ago. I don't get...that was only two days ago."

"Yeah."

Sonny rubbed the back of his fingers across his lips. He let out a ragged breath. He asked, desperately, "You gonna treat her right or not? Huh? Can you give me your word or not, huh?"

"I'll treat her right."

Which was more than Sonny ever did for Carly. But Jason didn't say that because Carly made her choice...to stay with Sonny...and Jason made his...to be the best friend. Just like Sonny made his choice about Alexis. And Sam made her choice about Jason....when she could have came back to him the year before, and at the last second she picked herself instead.

She made the right pick.

After another series of choices and twists and turns and life changing days, they were here. And Jason had figured he would be the one left lonely again. But he wasn't. And he didn't plan to let Sonny take this from him.

Sonny had taken enough. All after Jason let him. No more. This time Jason wouldn't let anyone mess up what he wanted. And he wouldn't mess it up either.

He knew what the cost would be. No more great kisses, and no more hope, no more hearing Alexis babble and hearing her breath hitch in her throat, no more creamy white thighs, and no chance to see her eyes get dark with hunger for him.

He would not mess this up. That was not an option.

Sonny said "Treat her right then. Keep your word."

Jason nodded.

XXXXXXXXXXX

She had a date with Jason Morgan. A date with Jason. She was now dating Jason. That unbelievable truth kept repeating in Alexis' head as she headed off to work that Monday morning, after leaving the coffee house throughly kissed and left speechless.

Driving to her law office she was lucky she didn't crash her car for all the memories that were shooting through her head. Her back against the wall on the balcony, her dress strap sliding down as Jason really thought about fucking her in public.

How could she get anyone crazy in lust like that, she just did not know.

She remember his mouth sucking on her shoulder as he thrust into her and she drove herself down onto him over and over again, while she sat on his lap in the hotel room. Her screams when he took her in her bedroom. And just a few minutes before, back in his office, the sweet and tender way he asked, after he broke their kiss, "You wanna get some dinner tonight?"

It was a simple sentence but, for them, it was a turning point. A date.

She had asked "What do you have in mind because, as I'm sure you can remember, I don't cook anything but popcorn well. I microwave like a pro, though. And I'm getting a little better at the stove top but I don't think you should chance it. Voila cooks a lot for the girls. That's why they look so healthy. So I can't cook for us tonight and I don't know about public...I mean...Sam isn't home and I can't call her on her honeymoon to say this...and we really should tell her before we go public, don't you think?"

"I'll cook."

"You can cook?"

"Yeah."

"I should come to your place?"

"Yeah, you should.....can Viola stay over with the girls?"

"I'll ask her."

"Ask her," he ground out, bending to connect his lips with hers.

One more soul healing, sensual, full of promise of lots of naked goodness, kiss and Jason opened the door to show Alexis out. "You have court, right?"

"Right," she whimpered, grabbed her purse and stumbled out the door, past Milo and a room full of blurry faces.

Right. She had court. Couldn't just push Jason down on the floor and ride him till he exploded inside of her...and she felt that rightness that he always made her feel...that aliveness. Sex was sex, but it always led to emotions for her. Whether they were good or bad emotions. With Jason sex led to wanting more sex, and wanting to stay important to him. Because he was making her life interesting again.

She just hoped Sam didn't hate her for this. She wouldn't lose her daughter, not for anyone. She wouldn't give up Sam to get Jason.

XXXXXXXXXXX

Matt could not believe this stunning woman was his wife. He watched her, as she sat with one leg bent, her head resting on her knee, staring at him, on the bow of their rented boat in the Caribbean.

He had known love before her. Once. And after Nadine he was sure that he was done for. He just couldn't believe it. His best friend left him that wrecked.

She got scared and she gave up- after she had come back from visiting that stupid Ohio farm for a month and came home to find out that he had developed a friendship with Sam. But Matt hadn't wanted Sam then. Nadine swore she saw the truth in his eyes though. Swore that he looked at her different, kissed her different, loved her different.

And different wasn't enough for her. Not when they used to have beautiful.

So Nadine left him. Left him crying, with a ring in his pocket that he never got a chance to show her, and his heart shredded.

Months later it was Sam who took him out drinking, when he finally was sure Nadine was not giving him another chance. After the quick, hot, beautiful thing he had with the nurse changed into a friendship that he could count on more than their broken love. Sam did tequila shots with Matt, danced on a table for him, made him laugh and then she took him star gazing.

That was when he fell.

Staring at the night sky, she lay her head on his chest and whispered about Danny, Lila, Cody, Evelyn, Amiela...all the fake names...how she couldn't have a baby...Jason, Jake, Carly, Lucky, Liz...she told him everything. The sun came up.

And then she told him the thing that made his new love become shaky. Sam had went to Nadine and told her that she had feelings for Matt. Went to her the day she came back from Ohio. Asked her if Matt and Nadine were serious or not.

For a while, Matt couldn't look at Sam. But he missed her....and he remembered her soft confessions..and he knew that life was really living with her. So he went to her. Told her off. Kissed her like he meant business. And not much later they were planning a wedding- to her mother's utter delight.

Now they were sailing together and talking baby names. When they got home they would look for a surrogate to carry their child for them. Their little Davis/Hunter- Drake genius con artist in the making that they were both aching to create.

Sam suggested "How about Noelle?"

Matt grunted. "Noah would like that too much. I'm not looking to make him that happy."

She smiled. "Okay, we can go another way. What about Star?"

A boyish grinned tugged at his lips. "No son of mine is getting named that. He'll be dubbed a pussy from pre-school."

She giggled. "For a girl! Come on! You like it, don't you?"

He walked slowly across the boat, wearing just board shorts and flip flops, and pulled her into his arms, lifting her onto her feet as he did. Her body pressed against his. "I like you. I know that."

Brown eyelashes fluttered at him as she searched his gaze. "Forever?"

He kissed her nose. "Try to chase me off. You know what Aunt Raylene says about fidelity, don't you?"

"Nadine's rubbed off on you so bad. But I love her for that. What does Aunt Raylene say, Matt?"

"That the only animals that mate for life are swans and beavers and you can't make a man behave

like either if he don't wanna be. Well now its swans, beavers......and me."

Matt knew Aunt Raylene had been wrong. More animals mated for life. But a lot of her sayings were not technically accurate. They were still good words to live by.

Sam smiled widely. "Star Davis Hunter-Drake?"

"I look forward to meeting her."

"And if she's a boy? Matthew Junior."

"No. I got to put my foot down there."

"Why? I like your name."

"I like how you say my name in my ear....all breathless and desperate....but I don't want to name our firstborn after me. Maybe a kid down the road. Third or fourth kid, talk to me then. After I name one for that annoying brother of mine and you name one for that partner of yours."

Sam jumped in his arms, her feet dangling as she held onto him. "God, I love you!"

"Cause I'm very lovable."

She chuckled happily, with tears in her eyes.

Matt added, softly, as he held her tightly, "Our first son should be Daniel."

"I love you," Sam repeated.

Somewhere...Matt hoped...Nadine was happy too, and that she knew he appreciated what she had sacrificed for him.

Sam whispered, reverently, "Daniel Davis Hunter-Drake....God, I really want to hold my baby."

"You will."

(Daniel is traveling tonight

on a plane.

I can see the red tail lights

heading for Spain

and

I can see Daniel waving good bye.

God, it looks like Daniel.

Must be the clouds in my eyes) (Elton John)

Note- When talking about Samantha Davis Hunter- Drake, Star Davis Hunter-Drake, Daniel Davis Hunter- Drake, Patrick Davis Hunter-Drake, and Damian Davis Hunter-Drake, the Davis is always a middle name not used in everyday life. Matt is now known as Matthew Hunter- Drake, MD.