Rubbing the back of his neck, Lorenzo pushed open the door to his apartment and looked around. It was quiet. There was no sign of Skye. Maybe that was good. It would give him a chance to think of what to say to her – not that he hadn’t been thinking about anything else since leaving Corinthos’. This was not going to be easy at all and Lorenzo was not looking forward to the resulting fall out.
Looking around, Lorenzo saw a folded piece of paper on his desk. He smiled as he recognized Skye’s handwriting. Opening the paper, he read:
I went to Jessica’s for some girl time. I will be fine and will see you tonight. How about dinner out tonight? There’s a new Italian place downtown I have wanted to try out. See you later.
Putting the note back down, Lorenzo sighed. Telling Skye about his plan concerning Faith in public did not sound like a good idea. He decided to wait until after dinner – when they were alone – and she could yell all she wanted.
“Do you think this plan of Alcazar’s is going to work?” Jason asked Sonny from his seat on the armchair.
Sonny shook his head and sipped his whisky. “I don’t know Jason, but it’s worth a try. Right now, Lorenzo is the only one who can get close to Faith.”
“I know, but I just don’t like having to rely on Alcazar,” Jason said, rubbing his face. It had been a long few days and he hadn’t been getting much sleep.
Sonny picked up on Jason’s fatigue and frustration and had a feeling it didn’t all have to do with working with Lorenzo Alcazar. “Jason, come on man, talk to me. What’s going on?”
Jason sighed and looked up at his friend. He was never one to talk about his personal problems, not even with Sonny, and he knew he should talk to someone, but it wasn’t necessarily easy. “You don’t want to know,” he said, avoiding answering and getting into another argument about his relationship with Jessica.
Sighing, Sonny put the glass tumbler down and sat on the couch, his body angled to face his friend. “Look Jason, I know I haven’t made this easy on you . . . and that was wrong of me. Instead of supporting you, I have been fighting you every step of the way. And I was wrong.”
Jason looked up at Sonny in surprise. It was rare for Sonny to admit he was wrong about something. “Thank you,” Jason said, nodding his head.
Sonny nodded in return. “So, do you want to talk about what’s bothering you?”
Not able to sit any longer, Jason pushed himself out of the chair and starting pacing a bit, trying to sort it all out in his head. “I told Jessica that once the baby is born, I want them to move in with me,” he began, trying to figure out what he might have said to have upset Jessica the way he had.
“Sounds reasonable,” said Sonny with a shrug of shoulders. “I don’t see anything wrong with you wanting the woman you love and your child living with you – especially where you can protect them.”
“Yeah, well, Jessica didn’t see it that way,” Jason said. “She got upset . . . saying that she was not going to let me dictate where she was going to live.”
“Do you think she’s scared?” Sonny asked. Sonny did admit that Jessica had been through a lot in the short time she had been in Port Charles, but she also claimed to have grown up in this world with her father, so he didn’t see why she was doing what she was doing to Jason.
“I know she is. She just hasn’t come out and said it Sonny.” Jason stopped pacing and ran his hands down his face. “I love her and I know she loves me . . . we both want to raise our daughter together . . . but I know that she’s still confused and scared and not sure what to do. And now with Faith on the loose and being on bed rest . . . she’s scared. And I don’t know what to do to help her.”
Julius trailed after his boss as she made her way across the docks. Her destination was Samantha McCall-Alcazar’s boat. It was docked on one of Alcazar’s piers.
“Are you sure no one is here?” Faith asked as she turned to Julius. He seemed nervous about something and Faith didn’t like it.
“Yes ma’am,” Julius said, sliding his features in the stony mask of indifference that he spent countless years perfecting.
Faith looked him over once more. “Then start looking around. Find something that will be of value to me.”
Julius nodded and stepped onto the ramp that lead to the main deck. Once on board, he made his way into the small cabin and looked around. Checking to make sure Faith couldn’t see him; Julius pulled his phone out of the inside pocket of his jacket and flipped it open. He quickly connected the call and waited for the other line to be picked up.
When the line was answered, he said in a low voice. “I’m on Sam’s boat. Faith is on the docks waiting for me to find something she can use to get to Sam. What do you want me to do?”
Julius waited for his instructions and then nodded. “Consider it done,” he said before hanging up.
Faith sighed as she waited on the docks. What was taking him so long? Just as she was about to find out what was going on, Faith saw the object of her interest come down the stairs and onto the docks. Now, this was going to be fun.
Sam sighed when she saw the woman standing by her boat. Sam knew exactly who the woman was. “Get away from my boat you heartless witch,” she said.
“Feisty,” said Faith with a slow smile as she looked the petite woman up and down. “You know, I thought you would have been taller. I guess all you are a big talker.”
“And I guess you are the blood-sucking leech I was told you are. I’m only going to say it one more time, get away from my boat,” Sam said in a hard voice as she stepped closer to Faith.
Faith looked down at Sam and smirked. “And what are you going to do if I don’t?”
“I wouldn’t bait her if I were you Faith, that is unless you want to take a swim in the harbor,” said Lorenzo as he approached the two women. From the corner of his eye, he saw Julius make his way off of Sam’s boat from the back – neither woman noticing.
He was glad that he had gotten there when he did – and that Julius seemed loyal to him as well. Lorenzo knew how Sam was and he knew Faith would keep pushing to get a reaction out of Sam. Lorenzo was there to make sure Faith didn’t try anything stupid.
Faith rolled her eyes and turned to Lorenzo, taking in the black button down shirt he wore; open at the throat, affording her a glimpse of his chest and the gold chain he wore around his neck. Her eyes continued to move over the black slacks that framed him well and the black suit jacket he wore, one button fastened. They would look so good together, she thought, bringing her blue eyes up to his own light ones. His eyes always captured her attention. She had never seen eyes that light before.
“And I’m supposed to be scared of this little pipsqueak?” Faith asked in disdain, throwing a sideways glance at Sam.
“You should be,” Sam said coldly, taking a step forward. She didn’t like the way this woman was practically salivating over Lorenzo. It was disgusting and pathetic.
Lorenzo took a step forward and situated himself between the two women. “You have no business being here Faith. Leave now,” he said, looking down at her. He hoped his plan worked, although he was looking forward to trying to convince Faith he was sincere.
Looking Lorenzo up and down once more, Faith turned on her pointy heels and stalked away.
“I really didn’t need the save, big brother,” Sam said as she moved around him and onto the ramp. “And how did you know I was going to be here?”
Lorenzo followed her and stepped onto the boat, shaking his head as he looked around the cramped deck and cabin. “Samantha, I really wish you would take me up on my offer to buy you a larger boat,” he said instead of answering her question.
Sam rolled her eyes. “Give it up Lorenzo. I am not a yacht girl and this boat suits me just fine,” she said as she grabbed a duffel bag and started throwing some stuff into it.
“Going somewhere?” Lorenzo asked as he watched her.
“I’m staying with Jessica for a few days,” Sam answered.
“You are? I thought Jason was staying with her during her bed rest,” Lorenzo commented. Lorenzo hadn’t been thrilled at all about Jessica’s newest complication, but he had to admit that having Jason close by would probably be good for her.
“Well, after their argument the other day, I figured Jessica could use some family support,” Sam said with a raised eyebrow as she looked over her shoulder at her brother.
“And you don’t think I give my daughter enough support?” Lorenzo asked, standing up straighter and ignoring the fact that the top of his head practically brushed the ceiling.
Sam sighed and turned to Lorenzo. “I know you love Jessica, Lorenzo. She’s your first born child and therefore very special to you. But you do you know what your feelings and actions toward her and Jason are doing to her, right? Lorenzo, she is deeply in love with Jason, she is going to be a mother soon, and all she wants is for her father to accept this part of her life. So stop acting like an overbearing tyrant and accept it already.”
Jason sighed as he opened the door to Jessica’s apartment. He knew Carly, Skye and Sam had already left, Carly having arrived back at the penthouse just as he was leaving, and he had to talk to Jessica. Looking around, he saw that the living room was empty and quiet. Diego was probably still out.
“Jessica?” Jason called as he closed the door and tossed his keys on the counter by the kitchen.
“In here!” he heard her call out from her bedroom.
“Hey, you look relaxed,” Jason said when he walked into the bedroom. Jessica was leaning against the pillows that were propped up against the headboard, her hands resting on her belly.
“I am,” Jessica said as she smiled at Jason. “Come sit, I want to talk to you.”
“Okay.” Jason walked over to the bed and sat beside her, turning his body to face her.
“Jason, I love you with all that I am,” Jessica began. She had been thinking about this since Sam, Carly and Skye had left. “And as soon as our little girl is born . . . we’re going to move in with you.”
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