12.

Jason woke up early the next day and disentangled himself from Sam. He watched her sleeping, wonder how he ever got lucky enough to have her in his life. He'd never met anyone like Sam before. She was everything he needed in a woman and some much more. She was compassionate and giving, honest and loyal, and she would never lie to him.

Last night she opened up her heart and allowed him in. She talked about things in her past that she was ashamed of, but she did it because she wanted no secrets. It was only a step to proving that she committed to this marriage as much as he was. And now watching her sleep, he was grateful for that drunken night at Jakes and the marriage in Vegas.

He stood to his feet and moved into the bathroom, turning on the shower. He slipped under the rays, allowing the water to relax his muscles. He was furious this morning that Elizabeth would actually go to Sam and try to blackmail her into leaving him. It brought out new emotions towards the person he thought he could call a friend. And by mornings end, he was going to make sure Elizabeth knew exactly where he stood about Sam.

He felt the curtain move and then Sam slipped her arms around him. He smiled, his hands gripping her against his back. "I missed you this morning," She whispered. "You broke rule number one."

Jason turned around, drawing her against him, "I said there was a rule about morning loving, not where it should be done."

And his lips lowered to hers.

Later, Sam offered him a cup of coffee and sank down onto her couch. "You know we're married and I've yet to see where you live." Sam observed.

Jason laughed, "That's because I live with Spinelli, I have Carly barging in day or night, and anyone else who has a bone to pick with me."

"So you're trying to save me from the madness?"

"Something like that," He answered. "Or maybe I just like having you all to myself."

Sam climb into his lap and leaned down to kiss his lips, Jason deepened it and parted her lips with his tongue. And then he phone started ringing. Sam placed her forehead against his, "I have to answer it." She yanked open the phone, "McC . . . Morgan."

Jason smiled at the use of his name. But she climbed off his lap as she went to her counter and started pulling a file out. She discussed a few things with whoever it was, making notations on the file. "Okay, I'll be in the office in ten minutes."

She turned towards him, but he held up a hand, "I know you have a business to run. I actually have some things to handle too."

She smiled, "I don't know how late . . ."

He kissed her lips, "Call me when you get ready to go home and I'll meet you wherever you want."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, "How did I get such an understanding husband?"

He laughed, "A stripper costume and a changing your name to Lolli." He offered, earning a smack. "Such violence. I'm might turn you into the abuse hotline."

She looked un-phased as she whispered, "Then I couldn't suck that big cock you have anymore."

She turned, picked up her things and walked out the door whistling.

Jason looked down at his rock hard erection, cursing, "Son of a bitch."

oooOOOooo

Jason waited for Elizabeth to open her door. There were several things they needed to discuss; blackmailing his wife was only one of them. She pulled open the door and sagged against the doorframe with a big smile. "I knew you'd come back to me," She declared tossing her arms around his neck.

Jason quickly disentangled himself from her embrace, "I didn't come to take you back." He informed her icily. "I'm here to come to an understanding."

She stepped back with surprise in her eyes, "What understanding?"

"If you want to be pissed off about what happened, be pissed at me. Do not ever try anything with Sam again, or you will answer to me." He crossed her arms, "I am in love with my wife and if you ever try anything like blackmail again, I will eliminate you like you were my enemy." She gasped, grasping the concept that Jason presented her with. "Stay out of our lives."

Elizabeth watched him climb into his car and anger surged through her body. So that loudmouth slut told him everything. Well next time, they would be no telling Jason anything. Next time, Jason would come here heartbroken over his new wife's demise and claim her for comfort.

oooOOOooo

Sam sank down into her office chair and covered her eyes, "Maxie it just happened." She repeated again.

Maxie had arrived into the office that morning like a bat out of hell, demanding answers about a wedding she wasn't invited to. She was pissed off, desperate for details, and not letting anything go. "How do you go to a stripper party and wound up marrying the groom days later?"

Sam glanced up at her friend, "I went into Jakes the other night, looking for some liquid memory eraser and Jason came in a little while later. After a lot of alcohol, we ended up married and in Vegas."

Maxie sank down into the chair opposite of Sam's. "This is too much to take in." Maxie admitted. "You do know you are married to the number one mob enforcer in Port Charles." Sam nodded her head. "He kills people."

Sam glared at her, "Incase it skipped your notice, Maxie that is my husband you are knocking down." Maxie's eyes widened. "And Spinelli was at Jason's bachelor party because he is just as involved in the mob business as Jason is."

Maxie lowered her gaze. "I know what Spinelli does."

Sam took a deep breath, "Sorry Maxie."

She nodded, "What did you find out . . ."

She reached out and patted her hand, "I never wanted to be the one to tell you this, but he was pawing all over some blonde."

Maxie gasped, tears springing into her eyes, "I think somewhere inside of me I already knew." Then she looked at Sam, "What am I going to do?"

"Fry his balls," Sam offered angrily. "I have some matches."

Maxie gasped and then laughed. "I love him."

Sam nodded, "But what he did . . . he played games with your heart Maxie and that is my business. I'm not going to sit back and allow him to continue hurting you because he can't keep his pants zipped up."

Maxie nodded, "I guess you're right." She collected her things and stood up, squaring her shoulders. "I am Maxie Jones and I don't get cheated on my a loser with a laptop."

Sam nodded in encouragement.

"I'm going home, taking a long soak, and then I'm going to burn everything that geek brought me while I roast marshmallows." And she walked out the door.

Sam watched the closed door, hating that her own life was bordering perfect when Maxie's was falling apart. The only good thing that came out of Spinelli's cheating was that she met Jason again and that led to her relationship with the sexy enforcer.

A marriage that was definitely growing on her.

oooOOOooo

Jason walked into Sonny's house and into an intense argument between Carly and Sonny.

"You can't take Michael to the island, he needs stability." Carly shouted. "We can't keep up heaving their lives every time something comes up with the business."

Sonny spotted Jason and threw his hands at Carly, "Can you please talk some sense into this woman."

Jason held up his hand, "I'm not getting involved in your entangled martial mess." He sank down onto the couch, "especially when mine is going so great."

Carly crossed her arms, "Wait until Sam finds out that she has to drop her life and get dragged halfway around the world."

Jason tensed up glaring at Sonny, "What is going on?"

Sonny sighed, "Ruiz is back." He answered. "He approached Carly in the park."

Jason surged to his feet, cursing, "How many lives does that jackass have? I thought I shoved him off the roof."

Sonny nodded his head, "I don't know but I remember how bad it got last time and I want Carly and the boys on the island safe and secure."

Jason nodded his head in agreement, "Sam is going too."

Carly laughed, "Yeah, good luck with that one Jason. Sam doesn't strike me as a woman who enjoys doing things she doesn't like." She sank down into a chair. "Can I be there when you tell her?"

Jason frowned, "Sam will do as I tell her." Carly snorted. "I will explain what is going on and she will agree."

Carly shook her head, "You are so delusional."