A/N – Thanks for all of the reviews - Guest regarding traditional mob etc. – I do take liberties. Nothing about the mob on GH is traditional and I don't tend to write it that way either. It would be way more Soprano-ish and I try to keep it lighter. It would be different if she was dancing with someone random. This was her bodyguard. If Sonny danced with Liz, I doubt the associates would mind. And if Jason danced with Claudia, I don't think Liz would mind etc. Thanks for your review other Guest re: JohnZ – Stay tuned!

Chapter 8 – Competitive Spirit

Jason had been in bed for about a half-hour when he thought he heard her leave her room. He waited a few more minutes to see if she came back and when she didn't, he slipped on a shirt and went downstairs. He started to panic a little when he heard her made a weird noise, so he followed the sound down to the man cave, and to his surprise, there she was playing a Wii game.

Liz is totally embroiled in a game of ping pong and cursing up a storm. She is wearing boy shorts and a tank top and her hair is piled onto her head. Amused, he stood and watched her for a few minutes. When Liz finally won, she jumped up on the couch in victory and that is when she saw him and screamed as she lost her balance.

Jason darted over to her and caught her before she could do any damage. She started laughing as he placed her on the floor.

"You have got to start making some kind of noise. You're going to give me a heart attack."

Jason chuckled. "What are you doing in the man cave? Didn't you see the sign no girls allowed?"

"Very funny, you boys are just scared that the girls will kick your ass."

He grabbed another controller. "Let's go then."

Liz raised her eyebrow. "Bring it. Just don't touch me. Boys have cooties." The truth is that she wouldn't be able to concentrate at all if he did.

Jason re-started the game and they furiously played.

"Ohhhhh, slam!" Liz said laughing. "You're going down old man."

Jason shot her look. "When this old man kicks your ass, I don't want to hear any crying."

Liz snorted. "Please, it's a proven fact that at age twenty-seven, your reflexes start to go, and your concentration skills decrease."

Jason frowned and glanced at her, thus missing the shot.

"Ha! See, what did I tell you?" she said victoriously.

"So, you have to cheat in order to win huh?"

"I'm just talking. Who's cheating?" she asked innocently.

Jason took off his shirt and threw it on the couch causing Liz to gaze at his chest and gulp.

"It's a proven fact that at age twenty-two, females can be easily distracted by the opposite sex," he quipped.

Jason flicked the controller and Liz snapped her head towards the screen and missed.

Liz got a devious look on her face and acted like she was going to pull her top off and Jason sucked in his breath.

"Psych, I'm not that desperate," she said flicking the controller and watching Jason not even try to hit the ball as he stared at her in disbelief.

"You're kind of evil when you're being competitive," he said softly. "It's like you're another person."

Liz giggled. "Suck it up, Morgan. You're going down."

They were neck and neck and at the last shot, Liz hit the ball and then grabbed Jason and tried to push him onto the couch. He lost his balance and held her tight as they both collapsed onto it. Liz pushed off him and started jumping up and down. "I won!"

Jason tugged her and pulled her back down and she ended up in his lap. "Cheater."

"Sore loser," she said grinning.

He tickled her, and she squirmed and laughed. Their lips ended up within an inch of each other and they both stopped and stared into each other's eyes. And just when she thought he was going to kiss her, Jason stunned her by standing, taking her with him and then carefully placing her back on the couch. "I should go," he said before hurrying out of the room.

Liz sat up and watched him leave and then fell against the back cushion in frustration. That was so close.

Jason ran upstairs and tore his pants off and jumped into the shower. His wife is seriously starting to get to him.

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The next day Jason left for work early. He couldn't get her off his mind. Liz was weakening his resolve and he wasn't sure what to do about it. It was just a weird situation. Even though they are married, nothing about it is normal. He decides to go home for lunch and see what she is up to, so he left the warehouse and then drove home.

When he got there, she is reading a book on the couch. She looked up at him and smiled. "I didn't realize you'd be home," she said putting it down. "Let me whip you up something to eat."

Jason smiled and followed her into the kitchen. He decided to set the table and then sat.

She quickly put together some tacos and grabbed a beer and put it down in front of him.

"Thank you," Jason said as his mouth watered.

She smiled and sat across from him and as she started eating her fruit, she watched him devour
the tacos like he was a man on a mission.

Jason couldn't get enough of them. "These are fantastic. You'll have to make them the next time the guys come over."

"I'm glad you like them," she said proudly.

"I need to borrow Johnny for the rest of the day, so Francis is going to cover."

"Jason, does Johnny normally guard or does he do something else?" she asked curiously.

"Why do you ask?"

"Because I don't want him to be bored and I just get the feeling this isn't something he normally likes to do."

Jason studied her for a second. The question had surprised him. "Johnny is fine where he is for now. With our relationship being new, I need to make sure that you are well protected and Johnny is the best I have. Francis is right up there too, but I need him to help run the warehouse. We'll revisit the arrangement in a month or so and if things are quiet, then Johnny will go back to doing what he did before."

"I understand."

"I have to go back now, but thanks!" He flashed her a smile and then started walking away.

"Anytime."

He went back to work and made a phone call to the local art store and had them put together some supplies and deliver it to the house with a note that said, "Thanks for lunch - Jason."

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He didn't get home until 8:00 and when he arrived, no one was home.

"Liz?" he called out.

He went into the kitchen and there was a note reminding him that she had gone out with a friend.

Jason went down to the man cave and shot some pool thinking about the fact that he actually misses her.

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Dante smiled as Liz walked through the doorway at Jake's.

"Hey," she said giving him a little hug.

She sat at the bar and Coleman quickly poured a tequila shot. "This one is on the house."

She smiled. "Thank you, Coleman."

He walked away, and Dante cleared his throat. "Do I need to worry about that?"

Liz laughed. "Coleman and I have an understanding."

"He never wanted an understanding with me," Dante quipped.

Liz giggled. "Maybe you don't flirt with him enough."

She did the shot and Dante chuckled. "You get more interesting every time I see you."

Liz grinned. Coleman put another shot down and Dante winked at him.

"You got something in your eye?" Coleman asked.

Liz threw her head back and laughed as Coleman sauntered away.

"Don't be laughing at my flirting abilities."

"If you're going to find someone, you need help, my friend."

Dante chuckled. "I have no problems with that."

"Really?"

Liz perused the room. There was a pretty girl sitting with some friends. "The one sitting over there with the curly hair is pretty cute."

Dante checked her out. "Yes, she is."

"So, make it happen."

"I'm here with you. I'm not going to leave you here to go pick up another girl."

"Johnny is standing right over there. I have a ride." Liz glanced towards the other table and the girl met her gaze and smiled.

"So, what's going on with you and Jason?" Dante asked effectively changing the subject.

"We're getting to know each other. He even sent me a very thoughtful present today."

"Flowers?"

"No, art supplies," she said smiling at the memory.

"Maybe there's hope for him yet." Dante took a swig of his beer. He isn't the biggest Jason fan, but he is glad that she is happy.

Liz thought about their game the other night. Oh, she definitely has hope. "I'll be right back."

She went to the bathroom and to her delight, when she left the stall, the girl with the curly hair was standing in front of the mirror. It is time to do a little matchmaking.