A/N: You'll all immediately recognize "the first kiss" quote from Sam. Credit goes to GH and its respective writer. I just like the idea of certain significant things from their o/s history repeating in some slightly different way in this story.
11.
For dinner, Jason made homemade macaroni and cheese. It was one of his best dishes. He'd learned to make it for Michael when he was a picky toddler. The homemade mac and cheese from Kelly's was one of the only things he would eat, so Jason had bribed the cook for the recipe. He still made it for his nephew sometimes. He'd made it for him when he first came home after the kidnapping in hopes it would get him to eat something so he wouldn't have to be hospitalized again.
Michael didn't want any at first, but Sam took one bite then another and raved about how good it was and they'd left him alone with the bowl. When Carly came in to check on him later, she'd called Jason to tell him the bowl was empty and Micheal's appetite slowly returned after that night. Jason smiled knowing Sam bought the ingredients last minute when she learned he would be on board to bake it for them. He knew she and Michael loved it and now Krissy loved it too. Sam prepared a nice garden salad and he'd supervised her grilling strips of chicken breast to go with it all. To her credit, she hadn't over or undercooked a single piece.
After dinner, they all pitched in to clear the table and wash dishes. They were quiet for the most part aside from the joking around between Sam, Kristina and Michael. Jason was just content to watch how well the three of them got along. Sam hadn't spoken to him about the close encounter earlier in his room and he knew he couldn't bring it up around the kids, but it was hard. It was difficult watching her act as if nothing had happened, or almost happened, between them. It was torture really, having her so close and yet so far.
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Sam called Alexis for Krissy after they finished cleaning and Jason had Michael give Carly a call. Jason again noticed Sam's tone and demeanor carried a sad and worried note when talking with Alexis. He wasn't sure what that was about, but after Krissy's comment earlier in the day he had a feeling it was serious. He planned to ask her about it. It was another thing to add to the list of things.
Both kids retold the day's events to their mothers with the same level of excitement as if they were living it all over again. Jason was glad Sam's surprise was such a success. It made him feel good to watch the bright smile on her face as she listened to the kids go on and on about how much fun they had. They also told their mothers about their plans for the rest of the night. Again, Jason smiled as he watched them both chatter on happily.
"We're having ice cream and playing games." Krissy told her mother.
"That's great baby. Make sure you don't eat too many sweets. You don't want a tummy ache and be sure to brush your teeth before bed." Alexis couldn't help mother from afar.
"Okay mommy. I will. Mommy?"
"Yes baby?" Alexis replied.
"I made you something. It'll make you feel for better real soon." Krissy told her mother with a determined brow.
"Oh, baby, just hearing your voice is all the medicine I need. You and your sisters are the best medicine there is. Don't ever forget that." Alexis pursed her lips to hold back her sob.
"I love you, sweetie. You have fun and have sweet dreams tonight, okay?" Alexis wished.
"Okay, mommy. I love you too!" Krissy told her mom goodbye and handed the phone to her sister.
"Mom?" Sam wasn't sure if she'd hung up.
"Hi honey." Alexis tried to sound strong, but Sam could hear the tremor in her voice.
"Mom, are you okay?" Sam felt helpless. Of course she wasn't okay.
"I'll be fine. Really, Sam. It really helps hearing Kristina having such a good time. The last thing I want is for her to be subjected to all of this. Thank you for doing this for me, for your sister." Alexis reassured her.
"Of course, you don't have to thank me. I'll always be there for my sisters. I, I want to be there for you too." Sam admitted awkwardly.
"You are, more than you know. Your support means everything Sam. I'm so grateful to have you back in my life." Alexis confessed and Sam wiped a stray tear from her cheek. She could feel her mother's love for her over the phone and she'd never felt it that strongly before, not so far away and over the phone like that.
They talked a bit longer before saying goodbye. Sam would call her in the morning to talk to her in more detail because she could hear how tired she sounded.
"Mom, this is the coolest day ever! I wish you were here. You'd love it. We went to this huge candy shop and Sam says we're going to make ice cream sundaes with all the candy using any toppings we want and there's like a gazillion kinds of ice cream and trizilliongillion kinds of candy!" Michael exaggerated in the way only an eight year old could.
"I'm so glad you're having fun, sweetie. Save some candy for me." Carly half-teased. She had an insatiable sweet tooth.
Michael laughed. "Don't worry mom. Uncle Jason picked out something from the candy shop special just for you."
Michael looked over at his uncle biting his lip and worried he'd ruined the surprise. Jason just gave him a half-smile and Michael knew he wasn't in trouble.
"You have a great time tonight and tomorrow too. Remember to stay close to Sam and your uncle Jason and be good. I love you, Michael." Carly paused to listen to Sonny in the background. "Your dad says he loves you and tell Kristina we love her too. Don't forget to call me tomorrow and tell Sam I said..." Carly paused, suddenly unsure of what to say. "Tell her I said hello."
It was something, at least. Hello was more than she was ready to give Jason.
"Okay mom. I will. Love you too. Tell dad I love him too." He told her and flipped the phone closed and handed it back to Jason.
"Krissy, mom and dad said they love you. Oh and Sam, mom said hello." Krissy smiled and Sam nodded, kind of surprised and looked over at Jason.
Micheal looked over at his uncle too. "I bet she wanted me to say hello to you too, uncle Jase."
Jason gave him a weak smile. "Thanks, buddy." He told him in an almost whisper.
Sam didn't miss the sadness that played over Jason's features, even though he put up a good show for Michael. She wasn't sure exactly what was going on with Carly, but whatever it was Carly had completely shut Jason out of her life and Sam never thought she'd see the day. She could tell it hurt Jason and from what Michael said to her the other day, Carly spent their vacation crying. She planned on asking him about it after the kids were in bed. Maybe she could help. She couldn't stand to see him hurt and it wasn't good for Michael to see his mother hurt either.
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Jason stood in the galley watching in disgust as the three of them made the craziest combinations of ice cream sundaes he'd ever seen. Kristina chose strawberry and cherry vanilla ice cream with skittles, gummy bears, jelly beans, whipped cream and a cherry on top. Micheal took more after his mother with chocolate and mint chip ice cream, red hots, crushed Oreo, gummy worms, hot fudge, a chocolate dipped pretzel stick coated with mini M&Ms, whipped cream and three cherries on top. Sam had her coffee and rum raisin with hot fudge, strawberry licorice, caramel, and whipped cream, but no cherry. Jason sat there with two scoops of chocolate peanut butter and was happy until they'd insisted it wasn't a sundae unless it had a topping. He didn't care until they accused him of being too chicken to try something different then he'd drizzled a little hot fudge over it just to stop them from clucking at him. It worked.
After dessert, they put the ice cream and candy away but left the bowls in the sink with water. Sam would finish them up later. She didn't want to cut into game time. They each picked a game and rolled a die to see whose game was played first. They played Candy-land with Kristina first. Jason chose Sorry and Sam had to wonder if there was a hidden double meaning there. Sam picked Guess Who and last, but not least, they played Micheal's choice. Of course, the idea of beating Jason in a game of physical skill seemed a lot more fun until the third round when Michael was the designated spinner and called her left hand on yellow and right hand on red.
Kristina was off on a separate part of the mat, but Sam had slowly entangled herself with Jason. She had her feet on green and when left hand was called to yellow, she'd had no choice but to go over Jason's shoulder to get to it. Jason was on all fours. When her right hand was called to red, she'd tried to swing that arm over his other shoulder, but her arm was too short to reach. So, she switched it up and went underneath him instead.
"Hah! Bet you didn't think I could do it!" She taunted Jason. She couldn't help being so competitive really. It was engrained in her Cassadine DNA.
"Uhnnn." Jason groaned as Sam took his breath away.
When she'd tried to reach over him, her soft breasts crushed against his back and he realized she wasn't wearing a bra. He'd felt her nipples harden and it made his thickness swell. Now Sam was underneath him, if she turned her head she would definitely see what she was doing to him.
Michael was oblivious to his uncle's little, or shall we say rather sizable, problem. "Left foot blue, uncle Jason."
That's not the only thing that's blue, he thought. Jason swallowed thickly, knowing he was going to have to straddle Sam's leg to make it happen and when he did...
Jason was just about to call it quits to avoid the embarrassment when Sam cajoled him again. "Just give up, Morgan. There's no way you're beating me. Face it, of the two of us I've got far better balance and coordination."
Jason huffed. Screw it, he thought and threw his left leg over Sam's right. He smiled to himself as the back of her thigh nestled against the hardness between his legs and she gasped aloud. Suddenly she wasn't so chatty anymore and her elbows bent as if she were having trouble holding herself up. Sam turned her head to the side and he could see her eyes closed tight as she bit her bottom lip.
Jason pressed himself a little closer and she lost the breath she was holding. When her hair fell to the side exposing the soft curve of her neck, he couldn't resist. He lowered his head and grazed his teeth over the place where her shoulder curved into her neck and gently bit. He'd warned her about flaunting it. Thankfully, the position of their bodies and his head prevented Michael from seeing what was going on as Jason quickly bit then slowly sucked on her skin.
When Jason's teeth found her skin and hot mouth sucked her neck, Sam went weak. Her arms gave out and she instantly dropped to the mat.
Michael looked over at a sleeping Kristina. His little sister had literally fallen asleep on the mat in the middle of the game. Michael shook his head. "I guess uncle Jason wins this round."
Sam was getting to her feet now. "No way! Jason cheated!"
Micheal was confused. "How did uncle Jason cheat, Sam?"
"Yeah, Sam." Jason grinned. "How did I cheat?"
"You ki..." She started to say he kissed her, but how could she explain to an eight year old that his engaged uncle had attacked her neck in a way that made her body go weak with want?
"He tickled my neck." She finished weakly.
Michael looked at Jason for explanation.
"Sorry, Sam. I didn't mean to throw you off balance." Jason said with a sly smile.
She could tell from his eyes he wasn't talking about just the game.
"Sam, you say uncle Jason cheated by tickling you and making you fall. Uncle Jason, you say you didn't mean to make her fall and lose the game. I think the only fair thing to do is call it a draw." Michael decided.
"So we both lose." Sam said.
"Or we both win." Jason smiled with lust-filled eyes.
"Alright." Sam said forcing her attention away from Jason and the visions he put in her head with the look he gave her. "On that note, I think it's time for bed."
Jason raised a brow and Sam stumbled over her words. "I mean, um, for the kids. Michael, I think it's time to put away the games and call it a night."
"Aw, but Sam I'm not tired." Michael argued.
Sam gave him a knowing look. "Maybe not yet, but you will be when we wake up with the sun in the morning."
"Oh, what are we doing tomorrow?" Michael asked excitedly. "Going back to the water park?"
"No." Sam shook her head. "It's a totally different surprise, but I think you'll like it too."
"Yes!" Michael fist-pumped. "I can't wait. You plan the best surprises Sam!"
Sam chuckled. "I'm glad you think so. Now, off to bed so you don't oversleep. You wouldn't want to miss out would you?"
"No way!" He quickly folded the Twister mat and stacked the box on top of the other games. "Night uncle Jase."
"Goodnight, buddy. Get into your pajamas and brush your teeth and I'll be there in a minute." He told him.
"Kay. Goodnight Sam." He said on his way as he stopped to give her a hug.
She hugged him back. "Goodnight, Michael. See you in the morning, bright and early." She winked and he nodded.
Jason watched Michael turn into his room down the hall. "Good job getting him to go to bed willingly. Carly says it can take her up to forty-five minutes of him arguing and stalling when he says he isn't tired. I thought I was going to have to cut in, but you handled it well."
Sam smirked. "Yea, well, just don't tell his mother I bribed her impressionable little boy with a surprise tomorrow."
Jason chuckled. "You forget, Carly is his mother. He's practically earned his PHD in bribery. I'm just surprised he didn't bother to negotiate for more favorable terms like usual."
Sam laughed. "Well that proves it, he must be tired."
Jason smiled as his attention turned to Kristina who'd fallen out in mid play. "Well, I know of at least one little one that won't need bribing."
Jason picked Kristina up and cradled her to him as he carried her to bed for the second night in a row.
Krissy woke up just long enough for Sam to swipe a toothbrush across her teeth a few times and fell back to sleep again. Sam covered her up and kissed her cheek sweet dreams. Michael asked his uncle to read one of his comic books before lights out. Jason agreed since he didn't have a travel guide handy. Sam watched them for a moment as she leaned against the door frame. He was so good with children, so good with her. She wished their trip never had to end, that it could always be like that between them. She remembered their heated game of Twister. Like that and more, she thought.
Sam left them to read and went to the kitchen to wash the bowls from their ice cream. She'd just finished in the kitchen when Coop called. He called to ask how she was doing on the trip with Jason. Coop encouraged her to extend the trip a few more days so she and Jason could maybe work some things out, but Jason only caught the tail end of their conversation.
She was just ending the call when she noticed movement in the corner of her eye and saw Jason. She saw that same pained expression on his face as when he closed his door at the penthouse. She couldn't understand why he would look so sad. Suddenly, the words Coop had said to her the night he arrived came back to her. Could Jason really be jealous of Cooper? He couldn't actually think there was anything going on between them, could he?
Sam tried to relive every moment she'd spent with Coop through Jason's eyes. She pictured the first night when he'd just admitted Elizabeth wasn't the woman he loved or wanted to marry and Sam's next action was to rush into Cooper's arms. She remembered the next day when she'd been laughing and enjoying Coop's company at lunch while doing her best to ignore Jason. She thought of the night she came by his place to suggest a truce and Coop had pulled her laughing and playfully into his penthouse and last of all, just now when she'd been on the phone with him and Jason must have overheard her tell Coop she loved him and to take care.
She hadn't meant it like that, but from the look on Jason's face he certainly thought she had and that thought hurt him. She knew they'd agreed to the truce and everything had been going so wonderful up until now. She was afraid of ruining it, but she would never do anything to intentionally hurt Jason and that included allowing him to believe something that just wasn't true.
She went to look for Jason and found him on deck. His hands were in his pockets as he stood staring up at the stars.
"Jason?" Sam asked hesitantly as she approached.
His head turned to the side away from her voice and she thought she'd seen him wipe away at his cheek.
"Jason, is everything okay?" She could tell it wasn't. She took a few steps closer.
"Sure, Sam." Jason told her, but he still wouldn't look at her.
"Hey." She stepped next to him placing her hand on his shoulder to turn him.
He slowly turned to her and when he finally looked at her it made her heart hurt. His eyes shined with tears.
"Jason what, what's going on? What has you so upset? I thought we were having a good time? I know I have." Sam said softly.
Jason nodded. "I love every minute I spend with you and the kids."
"Well, then, what's wrong?" She looked up into his sad blue eyes and hoped he would tell her.
Jason shook his head. "You don't want to talk about it and I don't blame you really."
"Jason, if there's something I've done to hurt you, then I want to talk about it. I don't want to hurt you." She told him.
"I don't want to hurt you either, but it's all I seem to do lately." Jason looked down. "I... I messed everything up, Sam, so bad and all I want to do is fix it." He looked at her again. "I want to make things right, but I'm afraid it's too late."
He had to look away again as the sadness took over. "I waited too long and it's too late."
"It's never too late to make things right, but I'm not sure what you mean Jason? I mean, you already apologized. I was too angry and hurt to accept your apology that night, but I realized later you would never do anything to intentionally hurt me." She told him with confidence.
"Never." He shook his head and met her eyes again. "At first after it happened I just wanted to forget. It was a drunken mistake I don't even remember, but we both agreed the next morning to pretend it never happened. She was still married to Lucky and even though she was devastated by his betrayal she still loved him and wanted to give their marriage another try. I was fine with that because..." Jason trailed off.
"Because what?" Sam needed to know.
Jason looked straight into her eyes as he spoke. "Because the only woman I wanted to be with was you."
Sam lost her breath. "Jason."
Jason shook his head. "I'm sorry, Sam. I'm sorry I wasn't honest with you from the start about that night. I hated keeping it from you, but I was scared it might ruin any chance I had with you. I tried for months to get you to come home early. You were always so busy that I even offered to fly out to you, but you turned me down. I, I started to think maybe the connection I felt between us after my surgery was just all in my head, but I still planned to tell you how I felt when you got home. I wanted to tell you that I want more than friendship with you, so much more." He finally confessed what he'd been holding in for so long. It was freeing, but terrifying.
Sam shook her head wiping the tears she cried. "What stopped you?"
Jason paused to swallow. "A month ago, Elizabeth came to me. She told me she was pregnant. She said Lucky couldn't possibly be the father due to the timing. She said she conceived around mid-August, the night of the blackout, and that only left me."
Sam shook her head with anger this time, not at Jason, but for Elizabeth's lies. She had no solid proof yet, but felt in her gut Elizabeth had been carrying on her affair longer than the one night she happened to catch her in the act. Sam would bet every penny she'd ever conned, which was a hell of a lot, Jason wasn't the only possible baby daddy.
Jason saw the anger wash over Sam's face. She was pulling away from him and he couldn't stop the desperation as his next words rushed out. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Sam, and if you can't forgive me, if you tell me you're happy with Cooper and you don't have the same feelings for me I'll... It'll kill me, but I'll understand. I just couldn't let you go, not without fighting and not without telling you how I really feel and what I really want, who I really want, and that's you."
Sam looked back to Jason slightly confused and shook her head. "Happy with Cooper?"
It was true. Jason thought she was with Cooper. "Jason, Cooper and I are nothing more than friends. All we've ever been is friends and that's all we'll ever be."
Jason shook his head confused now too. "But after the other night, after that call last August..." Jason trailed off not sure what to say next.
He wanted to believe what Sam was saying, but it made him both happy and hurt at the same time to think it was true. The whole nightmare began after that phone call.
Sam's brows furrowed. "What call? Jason, what are you talking about? What call last August?"
Jason swallowed. He owed Sam the whole truth. "I told you how I'd started to think maybe you didn't want me like I wanted you..."
Sam nodded as a rush ran through her at hearing him confess he wanted her and Jason continued. "Well, I called you. It was mid-August. I knew it was really early in the morning for you or should have been if you had actually been on the other side of the world like I thought, but I missed you. I just wanted to hear your voice, so I called."
Sam shook her head. "I don't remember that call." Actually she remembered having to be the one to call him over and over that month because he never answered her calls and now she knew why he'd been avoiding her.
Jason nodded. "That's because you didn't answer. A man answered, a man I realized was Cooper the night I heard his voice when he arrived the other night. He was on your boat that night I called, or at least I thought he was and I asked to speak with you, but he said you were in the shower. I could hear the water running, so I knew he must be in your room and then I heard you call out to him. You said... you said 'you know, you're welcome to join me.' I tried not to think the worst, but even if it was just a business associate on your boat I could only come up with one good reason he would be in your room so early in the morning while you were in the shower, calling for him to join you."
"Oh, Jason." Sam bit her lip and her eyes watered.
Jason looked down again. "I didn't leave a message. I just hung up and started drinking. It was stupid to lose control like that, I mean I drank the entire bottle of tequila and was working the rest of the way through my bar, but if I'd known what would happen later that night I would never have..." Jason closed his eyes and clenched his jaw and fists to push the painful memory away. "I haven't had any hard liquor since."
Sam knew what happened, but asked anyway. "What happened? Jason, what happened later?"
Jason sighed. "I heard knocking at my door. I shouted for them to go away. I was pretty drunk by then trying to drown out the pictures of you and... trying not to think of you."
Sam swallowed and nodded for him to continue. "The knocking didn't stop. It was pissing me off, so I got up to tell them to leave me the hell alone. Only... only when I opened my door it was Elizabeth. She'd been crying and when she saw me she started crying again and ran into my arms. She told me she'd just found her husband in bed with his boss's daughter and she, she needed a friend. She could see I was upset. She'd never seen me that drunk before. She was worried about me. We started talking and the next thing I knew I was kissing her..." Sam closed her eyes and lowered her head at that point. She turned away from him and hugged her arms around her waist for comfort as he continued in a raspy whisper. "I don't remember anything else until waking up with her the next morning."
Sam was numb and not just from the cold. Their nightmare began with her lies. It began over one simple misunderstanding that would never have happened had she been honest with him. She put him off because she'd wanted to surprise him with her new job. Her intentions were good and innocent, true enough, but it had made him doubt the amazing bond they formed. If she'd told him about her job, then she could have also told him Cooper was her client and nothing more at the time. It was only working with him on that case that they'd become friends. She could have even made some excuse to come see Jason for the weekend, but she didn't. She could hear how much he missed her when they talked and she was only two hours away, but she'd been stubborn. She didn't want to come back to Port Charles until she was ready to share her good news.
"Jason, I'm sorry. This never would have happened if I'd been honest with you from the start about where I really was and what I was doing. I wasn't on my boat when you called that night. I was in a hotel room with Cooper." She confessed.
Jason huffed. "I'm not sure knowing that would have made me feel any better."
He tried to smile to lighten the mood.
Sam smiled even though her tears continued to fall. "He was my first big case. Cooper Barrett was nothing more than my client and we were working together to prove he was being framed for murder and treason. When you heard me say he was welcome to join me, I was talking about the next lead I was following for his case. I left the bathroom door ajar because I had to shower but we were pressed for time and needed to discuss strategy. We were in the middle of that conversation when he must have answered my phone. Nothing ever happened with Coop, Jason. Nothing."
Jason nodded sadly. He could tell she was being truthful. "I believe you. I wish I'd known. I wish I hadn't been so ready to believe what we shared wasn't real."
Sam sighed deep. She wished that too. "Why did you? Why did you believe it?"
Jason shook his head with a wistful smile and touched her soul with both his words and the sincerity within. "You're so amazing, Sam, so beautiful inside and out. Why would you want someone like me?"
"Someone like you? You mean someone who accepts me just the way I am? Someone who's always been there to listen and never judge me, even when I'm wrong? Someone who trusts and believes in my instincts enough to never give up, even when logic and everyone else he knows told him searching for that little boy down there was a lost cause? Someone who makes me feel more safe and loved than I've ever felt in my entire life? How could I not want someone like that? How could I not want you?" Sam nearly whispered the last part as she stared straight into his eyes.
Jason's heart was pounding. She wanted him. She wanted him and he wanted her, so he took her. He pulled her into his arms, solidly against his body, as he crushed his lips on hers in a powerful kiss that surprised them both in its intensity. Neither had ever felt anything so strong as the current of need and want rippling just under their skin and coursing throughout their entire bodies that very moment. He nipped her bottom lip and she gasped in shock and pleasure, allowing his hot tongue to slip inside and battle with hers. One hand found the back of her neck to dominate the kiss and the other gripped her rear. He couldn't get her close enough. He pulled her tight against him and massaged her buttocks as his growing member pressed against her belly.
A passion like she'd never known burned inside her and more of his touch, more of his kiss, his tongue on hers and his strong hands all over her body was the only thing keeping her from burning up alive. She felt his erection pressing into her. He was hard, harder than before downstairs during the game and she was doing that to him. His desire for her made him so hard, so very very hard. The thought sent shivers through her body as liquid heat flooded her core. She pulled his shirt up slightly as she kissed him. She needed to run her hands up and down every well-defined crevice of his beautiful chest, the chest that had teased and tantalized her all day long as she watched the water droplets from the pool trickle down his pecks all the way to the fine blond hairs of his happy trail just below his navel.
She smiled inside as he growled into her mouth when her small hands moved up to his pectorals as her fingers straddled his nipples then pinched and gave them a downward tug. She kept one hand in front thumbing and circling his left nipple as her right hand moved to his back. She squeezed the firm muscles up behind his shoulder before running her nails down his back as he bit and pulled at her lip again. He growled and gripped her ass as his fingers pressed into her inner thigh and he poked his hard tongue back in her mouth the way he longed to poke his throbbing erection into her hot core.
She moaned at the feelings he awakened in her. Never, never in her life had she wanted someone that much. There wasn't anything, anything she wouldn't do to have him on her, inside her and had she been capable of a single coherent thought at that moment that realization would have scared the hell out of her. Her heart was pounding and her nipples, pulsating. They were so hard and aching for his touch.
It felt like forever they'd been locked together and yet forever wasn't long enough. They were running out of breath, but he was sure all he needed to breathe was her. She wanted him. He could feel it in the way she kissed him, touched him, responded to his touch and wrapped her arms around him. He was on sensory overload. It was all too much to realize she could want him, really want him the way he wanted her. God, he loved her. He felt the love pouring out of him as he slowed the kiss, the strokes of his tongue now soft and sweet. Soft and sweet like her, like his Sam, like the way she felt and taste.
His heart swelled with love as she moaned again when the rhythm of their kiss changed and became tender. His hands caressed her gently now and the slow drugging kiss finally ended when they literally had no more air in their lungs. Their mouths broke apart, but bodies remained together as he gently sucked her lower lip into his mouth and rubbed his lip against hers while the air they took was released in hot unsteady breaths. They held each others gaze as closely as they held one another and felt their hearts pounding together now, as one.
Sam remembered wondering what his lips would feel and taste like crushed against hers, if they would be soft and gentle or demanding and passionate? She'd hoped for all of the above and he'd given her all of that and more. They finally pulled away from the kiss, but not each other. She laid her head against his chest as her hands hugged his back to keep him close. She felt his palm planted in the small of her back as his fingers traced little circles near the waistband of her pants. The other hand crossed to her opposite shoulder allowing his forearm to hold her close as his thumb caressed her skin as soft as a butterfly's kiss. She sighed in complete contentment thinking of and feeling nothing but the long awaited joy of finally being held in his arms that way. He wanted her. He really wanted her.
"I've been wondering what it would be like to kiss you." Sam admitted softly against his chest. "I mean I'd be, I'd be going along and I'd be thinking, you know, in the back of my head what would it be like to kiss Jason and now I know. I do. I know it makes me feel..." She breathed deeply before finishing. "Dizzy, kissing you makes me feel dizzy... with hope."
Jason smiled and breathed deep. He knew exactly what she meant. He felt the same way. He nuzzled his mouth and cheek against the top of her head and breathed her in, cherishing the moment and the feel of her in his arms the way he'd longed to hold her for so long.
"You make me feel the same way." He whispered against her as he held her close.
He felt her shiver against him. She'd followed him out without her jacket. "You cold?" He pulled her back and asked concerned as he rubbed her arms to warm her.
"A little." She admitted. "But I feel safe and warm right here." She nuzzled back into his chest and smiled when she felt his arms envelope her again.
He pressed a kiss to her ear and whispered. "Let's go back inside. I don't want you catching cold."
He felt her nod and they turned and walked toward the stairs arm in arm, her head still leaning on his chest.
They were almost to the stairs when they heard it, a blood curdling cry from below that sent a shiver down their spines and fear racing into their hearts. "Nooooo! Leave me alone!"
"Michael!" They both called out in a panic as Jason took off down the stairs with Sam close behind.
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