When It Mattered Most

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*Quick note, forget your GH history. Jason and Elizabeth don't really know each other. Jason works at the coffee warehouse and there is no mob. Elizabeth was never raped before this.

Jason was walking through the parking garage heading towards his motorcycle. There were days he loved his job. Sitting in a plush office, ordering people around, throwing around his weight as Jason Morgan, co owner of The Corinthos/Morgan Coffee Warehouse. Then there were days he hated his job. Today was one of those days. The stocks were down, production was slow, and the books were off. The board wanted to see improvements and they wanted to see them now. Jason ran a hand through his spiky hair and let out a long sigh. As he neared his bike, he caught movement out of the corner of his eye. He was sure he was the last one to leave, the garage was practically empty. He crooked his neck to get a better peak. He saw a woman, trying to pull herself up using one of the concert garbage cans next to the pillar

"Excuse me" Jason said, turning in her direction and taking a few steps

"No...please...no...don't" she pleaded, scurrying back until her back connected with the wall. That's when Jason noticed her appearance. He froze, unable to move for a brief moment while his mind processed what he was seeing. Her long denim skirt was ripped in various places, almost making it look shredded. She was missing a boot and there was blood all over her legs. Jason swallowed hard as he let his eyes travel up the rest of her body. Her blouse was totally ripped open, her bra was in two pieces hanging loose over her breast. Her face was partially hidden by her wild hair. She had been raped

"It's OK...I'm not going to hurt you" Jason said, sitting his brief case on the ground and kneeling down. The woman pulled her knees to her chest and nervously hugged them tight

"Let me help you OK?" Jason asked, crawling a few paces on his knees. He heard her quick intake of air and immediately stopped "I can't make what happened go away but I can get you help. Let me call an ambulance or take you to the hospital"

"NO!" she shouted, shaking uncontrollably "No hospital, no one can know"

"OK..no hospital" Jason said, trying to calm her. He had no clue what to say. He wasn't a warm person, some even called him cold hearted. That in part was due to the fact that his drunken brother had ran him into a tree years ago, wiping away every memory of who he was and the person he use to be. The woman trying to get up again, only to her legs betray her. She crashed hard on the concert floor. Jason went to catch her out of instinct but wasn't fast enough. Now that he was right next to her, he could see the bite marks that lined her neck and chest. There was blood coming from both corners of her mouth and he could see the bruises starting to form.

"Here" Jason said, taking off his leather jacket. He went to wrap it around her but she backed away. Jason left his hand extended, hoping she would take the jacket. Finally, her shaking hands quickly snatched the jacket and wrapped it around herself.

"What's your name?" Jason asked but the woman didn't answer. "Mine is Jason ...Jason Morgan...I work here...I actually own a portion of it" The woman nodded at his information

"I work....here to" the woman said weakly

"You do?" Jason asked. The company was large and they had employees he had never seen before "Where?"

"Mail room"

"I don't get down there much. That's why I've never seen you" Jason said, hoping to make her feel a little more at ease. Jason watched as she began to crawl towards the garbage can again.

"I can help if you let me" Jason said, getting up to walk in front of her. There was silence for a long moment. Finally she spoke.

"I just want to go home"

"Let me take you then. My bike is right there. I can" Jason began only to have her cut him off

"NO! I can do it...myself" she yelled, refusing help from any man. Jason raked his hands over his face. He didn't need this. He had enough on his plate to deal with without adding other peoples problems to the load. Yet, he couldn't leave. d**n his sister for trying to teach him compassion.

"I know you can do it your self. But I'm here, you don't have to do it your self. Let me just help you home. After all, we work together." Jason reasoned "I won't touch you, I'll even walk behind you if that helps. I just want to make sure you get home safely"

"Why...why do you even care?" the woman questioned, hugging Jason's jacket tightly across her chest.

"Honestly...I don't know. But I do. I'm not the kind of guy who can just turn his back on someone who's in need of help" Jason answered truthfully. The woman squeezed eyes closed, trying to keep fresh tears from falling. Every movement sent pain through her sore body. She wiped her eyes with her dirty hands and looked up at Jason

"Elizabeth...is my name"

"Elizabeth" Jason repeated

"I live....I live four and half blocks over....on Kirkland....the apartments at the end of the block" she said, sounding defeated that she couldn't make it there on her own

"OK...where is your car? We'll take it since you don't want to ride in mine" Jason said, trying to map out a plan in his head

"I don't have a car...I walk...sometimes...I catch the bus"

"Then we'll walk together" Jason said

The trip went slowly. Elizabeth kept having to stop. The pain was becoming unbearable but she refused to admit it or show it. Finally reaching the apartments, she looked up at the stair case and new tears sprung forth.

"What floor are you on?" Jason asked, watching her fight back the tears even as they rolled down her checks

"Fou...Fourth floor...room 4C" she gripped the stair rail with all her might, using the last bit of her strength to pull her body forward. Jason climbed the stairs slightly behind her, just in case she fell. She hadn't said a word to him the whole walk home, so he didn't pry. He was just thankful they were almost there. As they rounded the corner and began to climb the third flight, she tripped and fell to her knees. Jason went to grab her but she jerked away again

"I have it!" she yelled "Just...just don't touch me" she said, her voice softer, weaker. Jason nodded, not saying a word. She began to climb the remaining flight on her knees, using her hands to grip the stair in front of her to pull her to the next one. Jason couldn't believe this woman. She wouldn't give up. He didn't feel right walking behind her while she crawled, so he did the only thing he could think of and lowered himself onto his knees.

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Finally reaching the door, she grabbed for the door knob to pull herself up.

"No...no...no" she gasped as the realization that her purse was gone. It must have gotten lost when she was attached

"Hey...what's wrong?" Jason asked concerned

"My purse...my keys...Oh my God...he's going to know where I live now...If he found my purse....my address...no" the latter part was coming out jumbled and she seemed to be getting even more distraut

"It's OK. I'll have the locks changed for you...he won't be able to get in...I promise...Just...just lean against the wall and I'll get you in OK?" Jason asked softly and she obeyed. She stepped back from the door and rested herself against the wall. Jason went to work and within a few minutes he had successfully picked the lock. Elizabeth looked at him wearily

Once they made it through the door, Elizabeth headed towards the bathroom. Jason watched as she used the wall for leverage, each step going a little faster than the first. Jason gave a little shiver. It was a bit cold in the room, so he went to find the source of heat. He found the furnace and turned it up. He walked quietly towards the closed bathroom door. He could her the sound of crying but it was soon cut off by the sound of water running in the shower.

Elizabeth flinched as the hot water sprayed her body. She had to wash the images, the memory, and the feeling of that monster off her. Picking up the white washcloth, she lathered and scrubbed. Anger swelled up in her as the flashback from the rape played in her mind. Sobs racked her battered body and her hands moved faster and rougher, trying to get clean. The washcloth soon turned pink and she fell to the shower floor and held her knees to her chest.

Jason looked around the room. Talk about small. Or as his sister Emily would say, cozy. There was basically one room, it was all open. The small kitchen set to the right as you walked in the door. There was a little refridge, an old stove, a few cabinets, and a sink. A dark green sofa sat in the middle of the room, with a wooden TV tray next to it. A coffee table sat a foot away with a television on it. Scanning the rest of the room, he saw a little desk by the door and a closet over by the furnace. Jason assumed she slept on the couch. He lifted on of the cushions to see if it pulled out but it didn't. He made his way over to the little closet. Upon opening it, he retrieved a couple of pillows and a fluffy comforter and moved to the couch. After fixing a bed on the couch for Elizabeth, he went back to the kitchen to find something warm for her to drink. He heard the water cut off and made quick work of the hot chocolate pack. Finishing up, he noticed she still hadn't emerged from the bathroom yet. Sitting the hot cup down on the coffee table, he walked over to the bath room door.

"Elizabeth" Jason said softly but received no answer

"Elizabeth...do you...need any help?" Jason didn't know what he could do but he'd try and help in any way he could. The door creaked and began to open. Elizabeth stepped out wearing an oversized terry cloth robe, clutching it tightly to her chest

"I made you some hot chocolate...and I set you up a place to rest...I didn't know where you slept" Jason said. Elizabeth glanced from Jason to the couch and saw what he had done. She walked gingerly towards it and easily lowered her aching body down. Jason reached for the cover and pulled it over her before handing her the cup. Elizabeth took a sip only to flinch when the hot liquid came in contact with her busted lip.

"I'm sorry...it's too hot" Jason assumed

"No...it's...it's OK. It's just my lip" Elizabeth said, looking down into the cup instead of Jason "It's good, thank you..for every thing..but..you..can leave now"

"I don't mind staying...really" Jason smiled

"I...I just want to be alone...please" her voice trembled on the last word. Jason nodded and kneeled in front of her

"OK...I'll go but I'm going to leave you my number. If you get frightened or just need someone to listen or sit with you...call me. It doesn't matter how late it is" Jason reached into his wallet and pulled a business card out and sat it on the coffee table. "Why don't you take a few days off? I'll OK it. No one will know anything. I'll just tell them you had some unexpected matters come up and needed a few days off"

Elizabeth looked at him, truly blown away by his whole demeanor. "Why are you being so nice to me? If it's out of pity.."

"It's not out of pity" Jason cut her off "I have a sister about your age and I can't image what you must be going through. I just want to help, please let me" Elizabeth nodded her head, thankful that at least she wouldn't have to face her peers looking the way she did. She knew they would ask questions and she just didn't want to answer them

Two Weeks Later

Jason walked up the steps of the dingy stair well leading to apartment 4C. It had been two weeks since Elizabeth was raped. He got her number through the personnel files at work but she didn't answer his calls. He had called her every day, leaving messages of encouragement and offering his support. Lifting his hand to knock on the door, he thought back to the night he found her. How could any man do that to a woman? It didn't surprise him that she didn't answer the door. So he did what he had been doing for the past 8 days.

"Elizabeth...it's Jason. I was just checking on you. I'm hanging your dinner on the door knob so be careful when you open it OK? Call me if you need me. Bye" Jason carefully slipped the handles of the white plastic bag onto the door knob. He wanted to make sure she was taking care of herself, so he figured he would bring her dinner, ensuring she had at least one good meal a day. He assumed she took it because when he came back the next day, the bag was gone. Jason turned to walk away when the door cracked open

"HI" Elizabeth said, peering her head out and removing the bag

"Hi yourself. How are you feeling?" Jason asked, turning back to face her

"Better, thank you" Elizabeth opened the door a bit wider "Would you like to come in?"

"I'd love to" Jason smiled. He took in her appearance. She had on a pair of sweat pants that looked two sizes to big. The matching sweat shirt was equally as baggy. Her hair was pulled up in a messy pony tail and her face was clean of any make up. Jason noticed her lips looked to be healing good. The bruises on her face and neck had turned a yellowish shade. Elizabeth locked the door behind him and moved to the coffee table to eat. "Have you been getting all the dinners at night?"

"Yes, that was very thoughtful of you" Elizabeth said, not bothering to look up as she tore into the food. Jason watched her as she inhaled the food, hardly chewing it.

"Elizabeth...have you been eating OK?" Jason didn't know how to ask and he didn't want to say anything to upset her

"OH" Elizabeth said, finally looking up from her food. She knew how terrible it must look. "I swear I have manners. It's just...I...well, pickings are very slim food wise and I'm..I'm...well, I just don't want to go out to get more groceries"

"You should have called me. I'll take you grocery shopping" Jason smiled sincerly

"I know but you..you've already done so much. I mean with seeing me home that night, giving me time off work, bringing me dinner every night. I just don't want to impose on you anymore than I already have. This is definitely not in your job description as my boss"

"You're not imposing on me. I wish you didn't just see me as your boss. I'd like to think of us as good friends in the making. Come on, finish your dinner and I'll take you to Publix"

"I'm never going to be able to thank you enough for all this Mr. Morgan"

"Please do NOT call me Mr. Morgan...I think we are on a first name basis"

"OK...Jason"

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Elizabeth nervously made her rounds in the mail room, shifting through the piles of mail and putting it in the appropriate stacks. She had been back at work for a week and nothing seemed to be going right. Every noise made her jump and she felt like everyone was staring at her. A few people asked where she had been and she quickly lied about having family matters come up that needed her attention. Most the workers knew through casual chat that her family lived over seas, so the excuse was buyable. Her normal work attire had now been replaced with lose khaki pants and turtleneck sweater a size or two larger than need be. To make matters worse, most of the mail room workers were men but the one man she needed to be here wasn't. Jason had to go away on business her first day back. Glancing at the clock, she smiled inwardly. Thank goodness it was almost lunch time. The minute the clock hit twelve, everyone always emptied out the mail room and heading here and there for lunch. This gave her a chance to finally be alone and eat her turkey sandwich in peace.

Thirty minutes later

Crumbling up the sandwich baggy, Elizabeth made a shot for the trash bin, missing of course

"Man, I suck" she said to the empty room as she pushed up from the chair to pick up the trash. As she bent down and gathered the baggy in her hands, she heard a deep voice clearing it's throat behind her

"You know we have janitors that do that" Jason smiled, leaning against the door frame

"Hey you! You're back!" Elizabeth straightened and made her way over to him, loosely wrapping her arms around his neck and embracing him

"You didn't miss me or anything did you?" Jason asked jokingly

"Honestly, I did, A lot" she confided

"How are you doing? Have you been OK since I've been gone?" Jason inquired, wanting to know

"I know you were only gone a week but work as been hard and I missed having someone to support me"

"I missed you too" Jason replied honestly

Three Months Later

Elizabeth held the little yellow piece of paper in her hands as she rode the elevator to the third floor. Jason had requested her presence at her earliest convenience. Stepping off the elevators, she approached the receptionist and informed her that Mr. Morgan had sent for her. After getting the go ahead, Elizabeth knocked lightly on his office door.

"Come in" Jason said through the oak fixture

"Hey" Elizabeth said, opening the door. Jason stood from his desk and smiled.

"Ah, I see you got my note. I figured you could use a break so I wanted to bust you out of that mail room" Jason joked, causing Elizabeth to laugh. God he loved her laugh. It was a rare occasion he got to hear but it never seised to amaze him.

"Jason you're terrible! You'd think were in high school or something" Elizabeth said, still chuckling "You're going to get me in trouble"

"Ah, but you're forgetting something. I'm your boss. So no worries about that"

"You're crazy" Elizabeth said, lightly slapping him on his arm.

"OK, truth be told, I did call you up here for a reason. I'm in the market for a new personal assistant" Jason began "I would like for that assistant to be you"

"ME?" Elizabeth asked shocked "What happened to your old one?

Jason chuckled and pinched the bridge of his nose "Sonny's wife, Carly was my assistant. For the longest time I did things for my self but when Sonny kept insisting that I let Carly help me, I couldn't really tell my partner no, I don't want your wife helping. It worked for a while and it gave her an excuse to take more of his money. But in the end, she would rather be home with the kids and redecorating for the hundredth time" Jason said, giving her the scoop

"OH..but I don't have any experience in that sort of thing. I'd screw you all up"

"No, you won't. It's easy. But if you don't want to leave the mail room and share my office with me, then I guess I can find some other willing participant" Jason shrugged, hoping to entice her. Elizabeth looked at him for a minute, not believing what he was offering her. They had grown close as friend over the past few months. In fact, she would even say he was her best friend. She looked around the spacious office, then back at him

"I think you have yourself a new p assistant" Elizabeth smiled.

As the weeks passed, Elizabeth became more and more comfortable with her task. She had never realized how busy he was. He rarely had a day off and some times he worked from sun up to sun down. There were nights when he was the last one to leave, yet he insisted on walking her home, to make sure she got there safely. Finally one night when he was walking her home, she asked him a question she had been dying to know

"Jason...how did you manage to bring me dinner every night after my...my rape?" Elizabeth asked

"What?" Jason asked, not knowing why she was asking

"I mean, I see how busy you are and for example, this whole week you haven't gotten out of work until 9 o clock at night. But you always had me dinner hanging on my door by 6 o clock" Elizabeth said, turning to face him when they reached her door

"I just did some rearranging" Jason smiled. Elizabeth nodded and unlocked the door

"Want to come in?" she asked

"I'd love to but I can't. I...I...well Carly set me up with her friend who just moved into town and we're going out tonight" Jason felt guilty telling her about his date. Truth be told, he wished it was Elizabeth he was taking out but he knew that wouldn't happen. She only saw him as a friend and after all she had been through, she would probably never trust a man in that way again. His rationalizing didn't help him from longing for more than her friendship though

"OH" Elizabeth said as her heart tightened in her chest. She couldn't believe he had a date. A date, with another woman. A woman who wasn't damaged. She quickly broke their eye contact "I won't keep you then, have a good time" she managed to get out, fighting to keep her breath steady. Why did this matter to her? It wasn't like she had feeling for Jason. They were friends and nothing more. But if that was true, why did it feel like she had just lost her best friend

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Four weeks and two days. That's how long it had been since Jason started going out with Carly's friend. Hell, give her a few minutes and Elizabeth could probably count it down to the minutes. Truth was, Elizabeth missed Jason. Yeah sure they worked together, but that was pretty much the only time they saw each other anymore. It seemed like Blondie The Bitch cornered the mark on all his free time. She could still remember the shade of that hooker red lipstick she found on his shirt one morning on the way to the dry cleaners. Then there was the day she came back from lunch early and found them all cozy with her sitting on his lap. Elizabeth shrugged her shoulder as she continued to file the papers from the ever growing stack. Who cares if he had a girlfriend? Who cares if he is bumping monkey's with the twit? Who cares if they go get married, have kids, and live happily ever after?

"NOT ME!" Elizabeth practically yelled, using her foot to kick the filing drawer door shut

"Not you what?" Jason asked from the door way

Shit, Elizabeth thought. She hadn't heard him come in "Nothing" she lied and turned around to face him, only to wish she hadn't. The bitch was with him. Mustering up every bit of strength she could, Elizabeth forced a smile on her lips "Hi Courtney"

"Hey Lizzy, slaving away?" Courtney asked sarcastically. Elizabeth bit her tongue. This was Jason's girlfriend and he was her boss. Elizabeth simply nodded and turned her attention back to the filing cabinet. It was moments like this she wished she had her own office. Hell, she'd take the mail room back at this point.

"So, why don't you come by my loft later tonight? I'll cook dinner, there will be candle light, wine" Courtney went on

"Sounds nice, how's 7pm?" Jason asked, shrugging out of his jacket and hanging it up

"Perfect" Courtney purred. Elizabeth wanted to jump out the window. She was only three stories up. She'd take her chances against the cement below. She couldn't take much more of this. This feeling was just eating her up inside but she refused to admit it was jealousy. Finally Elizabeth turned around when she heard Courtney leave.

"Did you already take your lunch?" Jason asked, making his way to his desk

"I lost my appetite" the words were so bitter and slipped from her mouth before she could stop them. Jason stopped and looked at her.

"Elizabeth" he started but didn't get a chance to finish

"I really have to get these down to the conference room. I'll...I'll see you later" Elizabeth made a grab for the stack of papers but Jason stopped her by placing his hand onto of the stack

"You have a minute. What's going on?" Jason asked, truly confused

"Nothing, it's....nothing" Elizabeth lied

"Try again...it's something" Jason pried

"Jason, really, it's nothing"

"I can't believe after all we've been through, you are going to start keeping things from me" Jason said "You've been acting different lately, don't think I haven't noticed"

"Surprise you noticed anything other than Corky" Elizabeth's face almost immediately turned red. Where in the hell was this coming from? Had she not just said she didn't care what they did?

"What?" Jason said, thinking he didn't hear her right but he had to. It sounded like she was jealous. Suddenly, everything seemed to be falling into place. The change in her demeanor, the smart comments. Elizabeth was jealous

"I really have to go" Elizabeth started to walk away, forgetting all about the papers until two little words stopped her in her tracks

"Your jealous" Jason stated simply causing Elizabeth to turn around

"Excuse me?" Elizabeth asked, eyes wide as if she was a deer caught in the headlights

"Your jealous" Jason repeated just as simply as he did the first time

"I am not jealous of your little play thing" Elizabeth almost laughed. How dare he think she was jealous of a two bit ho like that.
"You just proved me right. You could have said no, I'm not jealous of Courtney or a simple no, but you said my little play thing" Jason's voice putting emphasis on my

"Oh, whatever. I simply call them like I see them" Elizabeth shot back.

"As do I" Jason retaliated, moving so he was closer to her. Her eyes widened for a moment as she started moving backwards until her back came in contact with the door but she recovered quickly

"What are you doing?" she asked we he stopped much to close to her. Jason didn't answer, only stared into her beautiful blue eyes, waiting for her to confess

"I...I...I mean, OK..it's only been 6 months since...since...." damn, even after six months, Elizabeth had a hard time saying the word raped

"I found you" Jason offered

"right...the fact that you think that I would think of any man in a sexual sense is just ridiculous" Samantha snorted

"I didn't say any man. I know what you went through, I was there, by your side the whole time you fought like hell to get your life back, which you did, on your own. Who says there has to be a time frame that says when you can develop feelings for someone?" Jason questioned, weakening Elizabeth for a brief moment

"It doesn't matter what I feel....or don't feel" Elizabeth quickly added "You have a play toy". Before another comment could be made, the sound of the intercom broke through the office, distracting Jason long enough for Elizabeth to slip out the door

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Jason looked down at the clock on his desk. It was 5:25 PM. Elizabeth never came back into the office. He wanted to beat his head on the desk. Why didn't he go after her? He had fallen for her months ago, but never said a word, not wanting to scare her or ruin their friendship. He never thought she felt anything for him, until recently. Her actions made him question her true feelings but after what transpired between them this afternoon, he was almost positive he knew the answer to that question.

Elizabeth sat on the couch, curled up in her fluffy pink terry cloth robe, listening to the rain pound against the window. She though a hot shower might help, but it didn't. She tried watching television to take her mind off Jason but that didn't work either. Nothing did. She couldn't erase the feeling of his body being that close to her.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... This is so STUPID" she yelled into the empty studio apartment. "I'd been with men before the rape happened. Why am I letting him have this type of affect on me? He has a play toy, why the hell does he care if I have feelings for him or not" She didn't even want to look at the clock. If it said 7 PM she swore she would through it out the window. Because if it said 7 PM, that would mean he was with her, and they were doing....Elizabeth stopped that thought immediately. Glancing at the clock she sighed when it read 7:04 PM.

"I have to find a new job....There is that diner down by the docks. Maybe they'd hire me. I can't keep working with him, having to see them....together..I just...I just" Elizabeth conversation with herself was cut off by a knock at the door. Not moving from the couch, she eyed the door. She had intended on just ignoring it, but the banging only grew louder and more frequent. Finally not being able to take anymore, she huffed towards the door and swung it up, only to almost stumble backwards by the sight of who was standing in front of her

"Do you have feelings for me?" Jason asked as soon as she opened the door, his clothing soaking wet, his beautiful hair sleeked back. Elizabeth watched a few of the water drops make their journey down his face, until they fell from his chin

"What?" Elizabeth asked confused

"YES or NO, do you have feelings for me...feelings that go beyond friendship" Jason clarified

"Jason please" Elizabeth pleaded "Why do you care what the answer is? I would have thought you would be with your girlfriend"

"Why can't you just answer my question?" Jason countered, not bothering to answer her questions "Are you scared? If so, it's OK. I know it's a big gamble. I'm a little scared myself. After all, I'm standing here, soaking wet, waiting to find out if I'm making a fool out of my self or not"

"Do you have feelings for me?" Elizabeth asked, fighting for every ounce of her strength

"YES" Jason answered, without hesitation

"I mean other than friendship" Elizabeth added, wanting to make sure he fully understood the question she was asking

"YES" Jason answered again. Elizabeth stared into his deep blue eyes. He had answered so quickly, not even stopping to ponder the question. Bringing one of her shaky hands up, she wiped the rain from his forehead and cheek. Jason reached up and held her hand in place, savoring the feeling of her skin on his.

"YES" Elizabeth said, almost on a whisper "I have feelings for you but"

"No...no buts" Jason smiled "You don't know how long I've waited to hear that" Jason stepped in a little closer, still holding her hand to his face.

"You're going to catch a cold in those wet clothes" Elizabeth said, becoming very aware of just how close they were to each other

"It's a price I'll gladly pay" Jason smiled, his voice low. He cautiously lowered his head, never taking his eyes off hers for one moment. When his lips were a mere breath apart from hers, he whispered "Do you want me to stop?"

Elizabeth didn't answer with words. She raised up on her toes and feathered her lips across his. Jason slowly pulled Elizabeth flush to his body. He didn't want to make any move to quick or sudden. He removed his hand from hers and ran it over her robe covered arm and shoulder until he reached the touchable skin of her neck. Lightly stroking her neck with his thumb, he traced the outline of her lips with his tongue, needing her to grant him entrance. When Elizabeth parted her mouth and felt Jason's tongue on hers, she moaned and clenched a handful of his leather jacket. The sweet innocent kiss steadily grew more intense, setting them both on fire. Jason was fighting to keep himself in control, even though his body was raging with need. Breaking the kiss, he stepped back and gazed down at her beautiful face. Her cheeks were red and flushed, her eyes slightly glazed, and her breathing was heavy.

"You OK?" Jason asked, lifting his hand to stroke her cheek

"Oh yeah" Elizabeth smiled causing Jason to laugh

"I should probably go" he smiled at her

"Go? You're leaving?" Elizabeth asked slightly confused. Why in the hell would he leave after a kiss like that?

"I think I should" Jason said, hoping she would leave it at that

"Why? Did I do something wrong?"

"God no. It's just that.." Jason paused, thinking of how he was going to tell her how incredibly horny he was "It's just that I know you need to move slow and I don't want to pressure you into doing anything you don't want to do" he paused again when she tilted her head to the side and peered at him with her big doe eyes "Trust me, if it was all up to me, I wouldn't be leaving until morning...if you know what I mean"

Elizabeth blushed. She knew exactly what Jason meant. "Then stay with me Jason"

Jason smiled at Elizabeth "You have no idea how bad I want to be with you tonight but"

Elizabeth silenced him by putting one of her small fingers to his lips "I know what is right for me...I know what I can handle...I know what I want...I want you...I want to....be with you"

Jason pulled her finger away "Elizabeth, you can't even say the words. We'll make love when the time is right" he pulled her in for a soft kiss but it only lasted a minute before she broke it

"Please Jason...don't make me beg" her eyes pleading, her body aching to feel him "I want to feel like a woman again....I want to just feel normal again...I want to feel you...your body" She brought her hands up and started to push his jacket off his shoulders.

"You will never have to beg for anything" Jason said, letting the jacket fall to the floor "But you don't have a bed Elizabeth, I don't want our first time to be on the floor"

"The couch is big enough" Elizabeth said softly, now working on tugging his wet shirt up. Jason was fitting with all his strength to keep his control but it was starting to slip.

"Big enough for you maybe" he teased, his arms lifting on their own accord to let her pull his shirt off

"Quit being so damn noble" Elizabeth slid her hands slowly up his exposed chest. She took in how his skin felt beneath her hands. She took note to how smooth he was until you got to the little patch of dark blonde hair that started by his naval and disappeared into his jeans. Suddenly Elizabeth stopped and stepped back as if a light just went off "Unless....Oh my god....I'm making a fool out of myself...You don't want to be with me because of what happened to me" her voice angry "You think that I'm still broken, damaged, but let me tell you something..." Elizabeth went to turn away from Jason but he caught her

"Stop that! You are not damaged! I want you more than my next breath. I'm fighting to keep every ounce of control I have right now. If you only knew how much I wanted to make love to you right now..." Jason paused and looked at her. He reached down and untied the her robe "Maybe I should just show you how much I want you"

"I want you too" Elizabeth whispered as Jason pushed the robe off her shoulders and watched as it pooled at her feet.

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"God you're beautiful" Jason would have never dreamed that this body laid hidden underneath those baggy clothes she wore. Her round breast were perk and beckoned him to take one. He reached out, molding it in his hand, all the while watching Elizabeth's face to judge her reaction. He saw her eyes flutter shut as he kneaded her breast. There was no fear in her features. Lowering his mouth to her right nipple, he slowly loved it thoroughly before moving to the left. The way her breathing was let him know she was enjoying his ministrations. He left her breast to trail kisses down her stomach, dipping his tongue into her belly button. He heard her breathing hitch and he smiled against her skin. He settled his hands onto her hips and followed the neatly shaven thin strip of hair to his destination.

"Jason..I..." Coming to her senses, Elizabeth put her hands on Jason's shoulder. Jason quickly darted his tongue out to touch her clit, making it swell with need almost immediately.

"Do you want me to stop?" Jason asked, looking up at his angel

"NO...don't stop" Elizabeth's voice was so low and husky, filled with need. Jason eased her legs further apart and ran his tongue across her clit again but couldn't reach the intimate part with her in this position. So he stood and scooped her up in his arms and made his way towards the couch. Sitting her down easily he instructed her to lay back. When she obeyed, he went back to making her feel the kind of pleasure every woman should feel. He ran his tongue along her folds, alternating between flicking her clit and delving it into her core. Her moans were becoming louder and she reached down to take hold of his head. She buried her hands in his short spiky hair, holding him in place. Her skin erupted in goosebumps and she squeezed her legs shut around his head as she came. Jason slowly continued to pat her as she came down from her high.

"Hmmm...wow. Thank you." Elizabeth moaned, her voice now hoarse because of her moaning

"No, thank you" Jason smiled. He watched as Elizabeth sat up. She saw the bulge in his jeans and hesitated only a minute before undoing the button and unzipping his pants. She slid her tiny hand into his boxer briefs and wrapped it around his enlarged member. He was big and that made her nervous. Not scared or afraid, just nervous.

"God, Elizabeth" Jason moaned as she stroked him, running her thumb over the tip of his cock and spreading the precum she found there. Using her free hand, she pushed his jeans and underwear down to his knees. Since he was still kneeling, she couldn't get them all the way off so Jason used his feet and kicked off his boots and socks. She had only been stroking him for a few minutes before he removed her hand when he felt his sack tightening.

"We don't want a mess" Jason smiled to ease the confuse look on her face. Elizabeth blushed and watched as Jason stood He was what you would call a Greek God, he was tone in all the right places and tan, my goodness, he was tan all over. She watched as he pulled out his wallet and removed the little foil package he found there. Her eyes were fixated on him, his movements, slow and purposeful as he rolled the condom down his length. He moved to kiss her and they slowly fell back onto the couch as he settled his body over hers and positioned himself between her legs.

"If you want me to stop, tell me" Jason said softly against her cheek, the vibration of his voice causing her to shiver

"Make love to me Jason" she whispered back as she felt the tip of his dick press against her opening. She was tight so Jason went slow, only embedding himself further into her inch by inch. Once he was completed inside, he stilled and looked in her eyes

"I love you" he said, not giving her time to answer before he captured her lips. He began thrusting slowly at first, never taking his lips off hers. Finally the breathing factor came into play and he buried his head in the crook of her neck. Her soft mews were growing louder and she began to move with him. Her nails went to his back and dug in, urging him on, not wanting this build to stop. She was climbing higher and Jason could feel her walls starting to contract.

"I'm so close" Jason whispered in her ear. As soon as the words left his mouth, Elizabeth moaned his name and her walls began milking his cock. That was all it took for Jason to follow her over the edge.

Jason smiled, feeling Elizabeth's warm breath on his bare chest. He still couldn't believe they had made love last night. He wanted to laugh at the way he was feeling. You would have thought he was a teenage who had just lost his virginity.

"Good morning" Elizabeth cooed, cuddling even closer to his warm body

"Good morning to you too beautiful" Jason smiled, leaning down and kissing the top of her head.

"Did last night really happen?" she asked, not believing fully that it had

Jason chuckled "Yeah, it happened, but if you don't believe me, I'll gladly show you what happened again"

"You're terrible" Elizabeth laughed, pushing herself up onto her elbows "Last night was amazing Jason"

"You were amazing" Jason cut in

She smiled at him, shaking her head. She was trying to find a way to ask him if he really meant what he had said last night about loving her or if it was said in the heat of the moment "You told me something right before we made love, do you remember what that was?"

"Yeah, that I love you" Jason answered quickly, not even having to think about it

"Say it again"

"I love you Elizabeth" Jason's voice was full of devotion

"I love you too" she smiled, preparing for her next question "I guess that means that you are going to break up with Courtney?"

Jason watched as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, her trademark nervous habit. "Seeing how I can't image being with any other woman, it'd probably be for the best if I called things off between Courtney and I"

Elizabeth smiled, the feeling of peace and love filling her body

"But there's something I have to do before I go" Jason said, his voice's tone taking on a lower key

"What?" Elizabeth asked, feeling something growing beneath her

"YOU" Jason captured her lips and set out to show her again how much she meant to him

THE END