JasonElizabethMorgan 
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(6/18/04 5:08 am)
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Talk to Me 7/?
A/N: Hey all. I want to thank you all for your replies and being patient. I've been extremely busy lately but I found some time yesterday so here's part 7. Enjoy!
Reily
-Part Seven-
They sped off to Vista Point on Jason’s motorcycle. Elizabeth begged to go without a helmet; she wanted to feel the wind as it rushed through her. And far bid Jason to deny her; he wanted to make this night so special, so he gave in.
She had her body pressed so close to Jason’s it was hard to tell that there were two people on the bike. She fit so perfectly behind him. Jason could feel her pressing herself closer to him as she yelled into the wind. He couldn’t help the smile that came over his face or the laugh that escaped him.
Did Jason just laugh? Elizabeth wondered as she felt the muscles of his abs contract. She was happy that he was enjoying this as much as she was.
As they started to slow down Elizabeth began to loosen her grip; Jason immediately felt the loss and sped up just so she’d hold him tight again. She must have got the message because she latched on to him, holding on for dear life.
Jason finally took the turn for Vista Point and pulled the bike to a stop. Elizabeth gave him one last squeeze before she dismounted. “I really missed that!” she proclaimed as Jason followed suit and got off.
“I knew you only liked me for my bike,” he smiled.
She made her way into his arms, “Believe me, I love you for a lot more than the bike,” she said winking. She leaned in to briefly press her lips to his.
Slowly jarring the memory of their kiss here from that wonderful night. She had Gavin call Jason to trick him into coming. He walked down those steps in a blue T-shirt that clung to him like a second skin. His hair was short and spiky, freshly kissed by the sun.
Elizabeth had worn one of her favorite dresses. It was beige and pink with a floral pattern. She felt so feminine in that dress. She knew he was going to be upset with her for getting him to Vista Point under false pretenses but she needed him.
Jason: What is this?
Elizabeth: An unconventional date?
Jason: Who called me on the phone?
Elizabeth: Gavin, the busboy --
Jason: You've been shot, kidnapped. You almost died. You think this is a game?
Elizabeth: I know exactly what this is.
Jason: Ok, good. Then stay away from me.
Elizabeth: I will -- in public.
Jason: No, nowhere. I told you, we cannot do this.
Elizabeth: Ok, just listen to me for a minute, ok?
Jason: There’s nothing to discuss, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth: I get that it’s dangerous, Jason. I completely get that. But I figured we can see each other in private. Ok, listen, I -- I admit that the call from Gavin was pretty lame --
Jason: I am not taking any more chances with your life.
Elizabeth: What could possibly happen out here? Nobody followed me. We're alone. Can’t we just enjoy it?
Jason: No. (He starts up the steps)
Elizabeth: Where are you going?
Jason: Don’t -- don’t follow me. You're only going to get lost.
Elizabeth: Jason, you are such a liar!
Jason: (Stopping, he turns around) I have never lied to you.
Elizabeth: You're not running away to protect me. You're doing it to protect yourself.
Jason: You're not safe with me.
Elizabeth: Everything is a risk. You care about someone, they care back; make you believe you have a chance. And then all of a sudden they turn around and they do this 180, close off, show interest in somebody else. Make you think that what the two of you had wasn’t important when it was. That’s what I did to you, Jason, and I'm sorry.
Jason: I don’t -- I just want you out of this, that’s it.
Elizabeth: Don’t you get it yet? It’s not ok for you to just drop out of my life. I would miss you too much. The way you just let me be whoever I want to be, the way you listen to me, the way you care like no one ever has before.
And then they kissed. It started out gentle but then they both applied more pressure. Their hands falling on each other’s faces and pressing their bodies closer together. And then in an instance it was over.
“Do you remember that night?” Elizabeth asked.
“Like it was yesterday. I know I was upset but I’ll admit the moment our lips touched, nothing else mattered. I just wanted to feel you pressed against my body and the taste of your mouth. I t gave me such satisfaction and comfort.”
“I love you so much,” Elizabeth stated.
“Okay so where would the note be?” he asked. They both spanned the area until they found the tiny envelope stuck to the Vista Point elevation sign. Carefully opening the note, Elizabeth read out loud:
Jason and Elizabeth,
We hope that you are enjoying yourselves. We know that Vista Point holds memories for the two of you. The kiss that left you both wanting more but neither acting out your commanding feelings. We’ve both known you separately and together and we definitely want you together. Plus we want our child’s godparents to be happy. And we know that will only happen when you start putting yourselves first. Enough mushy stuff on to the next destination: the studio.
Love,
Emily and Johnny
“I knew that they were involved…but come on just the three of them?” Elizabeth asked.
Jason looked at Elizabeth with the same gleam in his eye; “Something isn’t right here.”
“Okay so Jake knew that we loved her place…Emily and Johnny knew about the kiss because I told them.”
“The studio…there were only a few people who knew what the studio meant to us. I mean Carly, Sonny, and Bobbie saw us there and knew that we were living together.”
“I bet it was Carly and Sonny. She was acting a little weird the other day, saying she wanted to be friends.”
“There we go so at least we already figured out who wanted us at the studio,” Jason stated.
“Well what are we waiting for? Let’s go…to our studio.”
“I love that…our studio!”
Reality is for people who lack imagination.
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