Stan looked up when the back door to the club opened. “Hey Diego,” he said before returning his attention back the video monitors. He was doing a last check on the equipment, making sure the cameras were in place and that the mikes and bugs were picking up the signals. There was no way he was going to mess this up.
Diego nodded and sat in the empty chair next to Stan. “So, we just have to sit here and watch the screens?” he asked with a raised eyebrow. Diego had been thrilled that his father was letting him be involved in this, but sitting around watching TV? It wasn’t exactly exciting.
Stan looked over at Diego with a shrug. “It may not be a fast paced, exciting assignment Diego, but it’s very important.”
“Important?” Diego asked skeptically. “How?”
“Well, you have to listen and analyze what’s being said and what’s not being said. You have watch what’s going on very closely and pick out even the tiniest detail,” Stan explained as he flipped a couple of switches.
“Okay, I’ll give it a try,” Diego said. He was sure his father set this up for him to keep him out of trouble. But he was determined to do the best job he could on this and prove to his father he could be trusted.
“Good,” said Stan. “Now listen, this might be difficult – you know, this being your father and all. But I need you to stay focused and follow instructions. Think you can handle that?”
“Yeah, yeah, you can count on me,” Diego said with determination as he got settled and listened intently to what Stan was telling him.
With the allure of a peaceful walk in the park ruined by Faith, Skye headed to The Cellar. As she entered the club, her eyes went to the bar and the various bottles lined up behind it. Approaching the bar, she slid onto a stool. “Club soda with lime,” she said, putting her purse down in front of her.
“Rough night?” Carly asked as she stopped beside Skye.
“You don’t know the half of it,” Skye said as she thanked the bartender. “I am really doing the best I can with this whole Faith and Lorenzo thing, but I swear I was about to rip her head off tonight.”
“Really? What happened?” Carly asked as she slid onto the empty stool next to Skye. Carly was still pissed that Sonny kept her away from the club when Lorenzo and Faith were there. She had wanted to see what happened. When she found out she had missed it, she had made sure to give her husband a piece of her mind.
With a sigh, Skye related what happened in the park between her and Faith and how Lorenzo came up and defended that blood sucking viper. “Carly, it hurt so much when he stood up for her like that. I know it’s an act, but it still hurt. Both of us,” she said, sipping her drink.
Carly nodded. “How are you handling all of this?” she asked sympathetically.
Skye shrugged. “I hate it Carly, but it’s necessary. Lorenzo wants to ensure his daughter and granddaughter’s safety and well-being. I know he hates having to deal with Faith. But I’m scared for him Carly. Faith is dangerous. We all know that. What if she finds out about being double crossed? She shot him once; she just might kill him this time.”
“I know you’re scared Skye, I am too,” Carly admitted. “But we can’t get involved. It will only distract Jason and Lorenzo from what they have to do. They’re both worried about Jessica as it is.”
Skye turned to Carly. “Not to sound bitchy or anything, but are you really concerned for Lorenzo Carly? I mean, you let him go – which is something I can’t understand – and went back to Sonny. Why the concern now?”
“Alright, I admit I treated Lorenzo horribly. But no matter what happened between us, we came out of it friends. And I like Jessica a lot. So of course I’m going to be worried about Lorenzo.”
Skye nodded. “I’m sorry if I came off accusing you Carly. That wasn’t my intention.”
Carly shrugged. “Don’t worry about it Skye. You’re stressed right now and I totally understand.”
“So, ummm. . . While we’re on the subject of Lorenzo . . . how does Sonny feel about you still being friends with him? And where is Sonny in all of this? I mean, Jason working with Lorenzo is unusual at best, but I haven’t heard a peep out of Sonny.”
Sighing and rolling her eyes, Carly flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Don’t even get me started on that,” she said. “He is not . . . . thrilled, you can say, with the whole situation. I can’t even tell you how angry he was when Jason told him about the plan to work with Lorenzo – even though he initially thought of it. I guess he really didn’t think either man would jump with on board with it. But he’s biting his tongue until it’s over and Jason comes to his senses – at least that’s what Sonny is hoping.”
“It sounds like things aren’t going to well with Sonny,” Skye said.
Carly sighed. “Well, Sonny is . . . can be paranoid . . . and he feels that Jason having a baby with Jessica and now working with Lorenzo will pull Jason away from him.”
Skye nodded. “That can’t be easy for you. I mean, you’re married to Sonny, but Jason is your best friend. How do you do it?”
“I don’t know. It’s not easy, but Jason is busy with Jessica and getting ready for the baby. And I think Sonny will be glad when Faith is gone for good. So he really can’t complain much, even though he won’t join in to really help.”
“You know, if someone told me a year ago I would be sitting here with you, having a civil conversation about our fears and insecurities, I would have thought they were nuts,” Skye said with a smile. “But I’m glad I have you to talk to. And Sam and Jessica. I never really had friends growing up.”
“Then that’s something we have in common. I never really had friends either. And it’s nice to have them now,” Carly said with a smile.
“Yes it is,” said Skye as she sipped her drink again.
“Well, I have to say, I was very impressed with you,” Faith said as she and Lorenzo entered her apartment. She slipped her coat off and tossed it over the leather arm chair. She turned back to Lorenzo.
“How so?” Lorenzo asked as he removed his own coat and placed it over the desk chair. He didn’t miss how Faith’s eyes roamed over his body and he had to resist the urge to sigh and shake his head. This woman obviously did not know the meaning of the word subtle.
“The way you handled little Miss Quartermaine. Poor thing doesn’t seem to know when she has been tossed aside. Which is funny, being that she has been dumped and walked out on more times than I am sure she would like to count. I wouldn’t be surprised if she crawled back into a bottle at the local dive,” Faith said as she walked over to him, pressing her body to his. “But I have you now, where you belong, and you don’t ever have to think about that sap again.”
Lorenzo looked down at Faith, forcing himself to bring his hand up to comb through her blond hair and resist the urge to pull it all out of her head. Lorenzo had witnessed the entire interaction between Faith and Skye and had been proud of how Skye held her own.
“I’m sure Skye will realize we weren’t meant to be and will move on,” he said, having to force the words out. “I’m where I’m supposed to be.”
“Good,” said Faith as she leaned up and brought her lips to his. Her hand went behind his head, bringing him down closer to her.
Playing the part, Lorenzo brought his hand around her waist, pulling Faith closer to him as he returned the kiss.
Diego shuddered as he watched. “Man, I wish I could block that image out,” he said.
Stan laughed and nodded his head. “But you have to admit, Alcazar sure knows how to play it. If you didn’t know what was going on, you would think he was serious about dumping Skye and going to Faith.
Diego wondered how his father did it. Stan was right. If someone didn’t know better, they would completely believe everything his father was saying and doing. Then a thought occurred to him. “If they start having sex, I’m out of here,” he said.
Stan laughed again. “Hell, me too. But I doubt that would happen. “
“How do you know?”
“Jason said that if things looked like they were going too far, we were to place a call to Alcazar as a distraction,” explained Stan.
Stan looked over at Diego. “I think something about Skye threatening both Jason and Lorenzo with bodily harm if he even thought about sleeping with her.”
“Wow, impressive,” Diego said. Then he settled back in his chair, his eyes on the monitors. “I’ll make the call when necessary,” he said.
Jessica looked up when the door opened and a smile spread across her face. “Hey there,” she said, putting her book down.
“Hey. How are you feeing?” Jason asked as he closed the door and walked over to her. He leaned down and kissed her gently.
“Better now that you’re here. I didn’t think I would see you tonight.”
“I had some things to take care of,” Jason answered as he sat beside her.
“Setting things up for my father’s plan?” she said. When Jason looked at her, she smiled. “Sam told me. She thought I knew and kinda spilled.”
Jason sighed. “I didn’t want you to know Jessica. You don’t need the stress and worry.”
“I know. And I’m fine. I understand why my father has to do this. I’m just glad you two are being civil with each other.” Jessica was still reeling over her father’s acceptance. “Actually, he was here a little earlier.”
Jason nodded. “I know. We spoke about it,” he said. “And he told me about accepting us and not standing in the way.”
Jessica was so glad her father had also gone to Jason. It was big of him to do so and she was proud of him. She knew none of this has been easy on him. Jessica was glad he had Skye and hoped Skye would still be there for him when this was all over.
“I guess I’m still reeling over his acceptance. I mean, you have to admit this hasn’t been easy for him Jason. It hasn’t been easy for any of us. Hell, life is not supposed to be easy. But I’m glad he sees how much we love each other and want to raise our daughter together,” Jessica said, tears pricking at her eyes. “You know, I’m going to have to thank Skye when I see her.”
“Skye? What for?” Jason asked. Reaching up, he gently tucked Jessica’s hair behind her ear and brushed his finger down the side of her face.
“For being in my father’s life. He was able to focus on her and let me live my life my way and make my own choices. Skye has been wonderful for my father, Jason. He’s happy with her and he deserves that.”
“You an amazing woman Jessica,” Jason said softly.
Smiling, Jessica looked at Jason. “What’s going on?” she asked.
Jason was nervous; he wanted this to be right. He already had the ring in his pocket and could feel it against the top of his thigh. He wanted to do this right.
“Actually, there is something I have to say Jessica,” Jason started. He let out a breath and took her hands in his. Looking into her eyes, Jason continued. “I have loved you through everything we have been through. I worried about you. Have been proud of you as you fought for your life and independence. I have watched you protect those you care about and love our daughter. I don’t think it’s possible for me to love you more Jessica. And I would be honored if you would be my wife."
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