Chapter Three

SONNY AWOKE THE next morning in bed feeling slightly disoriented. He could feel the satin sheets caressing his flesh, while a warm body was snuggled up against his back, touching him and arousing. The body and the touch belonged to a woman, but for a second Sonny wasn't sure just which woman it was, as he leaned into the touch and enjoyed what she was doing to him.

Was this 2002 and was the woman wrapped around his body doing such pleasurable things to him, his wife , Carly, or was it the past and was the woman wrapped around him, making him harder than a rock, his wife, Brenda. Deep in his heart which woman did he really want it to be? Before he could answer that question, Brenda rolled on top of him and settled her body against his.

"Morning, baby." She practically purred like a cat who'd been in the cream and was just waiting to get into it again. "I can see I only managed to sooth your hunger for me for only a brief period of time and you're already ready for another heaping helping of Brenda Barrett ala Corinthos."

He leaned up and slid his tongue into her hot ravenous mouth as he slid himself into her equally hot moist body. "You're going to kill me." He panted, as he rolled her on her back "I'll be lucky if I can walk after what we did together last night and what we're going to do now."

"Who needs to walk." She sighed breathlessly, as she felt her release coming on. "All you need to do is to be able to spread your thighs and come into me, just like you're doing right now." She ran her hands down his back and dug her fingers into his derriere, urging him to come inside her body even deeper.

They held on to each other tightly as the waves of pleasure began to wash over them. Then they rolled on their backs waiting for their bodies to return to normal. "I forgot it could be like this." Sonny sighed, as he stared up at the ceiling in wonder. "I made myself forget the way it felt to be with you." He muttered under his breath. "It was the only way I could go on without you."

"It hasn't been that long." She smiled over at him as she draped her body across his chest and settled her ear against his heart so she could listen to it beating. "You make it sound like it's been years since we've been together like this."

It had been, but he could hardly tell her that. If he told her he was from the future and that Stone had sent him back to the past to show him what would have happened if he had gone through with marrying her, she'd think he was a whackjob. Hell, if she told him something like that, he'd think the same thing of her. So instead, he looked towards the window where the sun was shining. It was officially tomorrow and time for them to have a serious talk about what they were going to do next.

"It's morning." He stated the obvious. "You know what that means, don't you?"

"I sense another serious talk coming on." She sighed in displeasure as she rolled away from him. "All right, let's have it. Lay it on me, Doom and Gloom."

He rolled on his side to face her. "It's still not too late for you to change your mind." He told her. "If you leave town with me, today, there will be no going back for you. You'll be stuck living the rest of your life on the run with me."

"Duh, Sonny." She rolled her eyes at him. "Why do you think I married you? Because I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"But you don't know what it'll be like living life on the run for the rest of your life." He declared passionately. "We'll never be able to stay in one place for too long. Every stranger we run into who is the slightest bit friendly to us we'll have to be suspicious of." He added. "Is that really the kind of life you want to live?"

"No, it isn't." She admitted honestly. "But since I want you and that's the only way I can have you, it's the only life I want to lead. Satisfied?" She tried to recapture their earlier playful mood. "Now that I've answered your question, I think it's time I sex you up again. so you'll stop thinking too much and we can enjoy ourselves for the remaining few hours we have left to spend together in Port Charles."

Before he could stop her, she burrowed under the sheets and was settling herself between his spread things. "Brenda!" He said in a warning tone. "This isn't going to work." He nearly came off the bed as he felt her mouth on him, proving his words to be the lie that they were.

"Oh, I think it will." She peeked her head up above the sheets. "I'm going to give you so much pleasure you won't be able to string two concurrent thoughts together, let alone remember what your own name is." She was about to burrow back under the sheets and continue right where she left off when there was a sudden knock on the door. "Who would dare intrude on us on our honeymoon?" She wanted to know.

"I don't know." Sonny climbed out of bed. "But I'll be sure to thank them."

She leered at him as he padded across the carpet and slipped on his robe. "Leave the robe open, baby." She called to him as she gave him a sultry look. "You have no idea how much it turns me on watching you walking around with your robe hanging open like that."

Sonny closed his robe with a snap and tied it tightly at his waist. "Well I think whomever is at the door wouldn't appreciate me giving them a little peek at my privates." He yelled to the person knocking at the door. "I'm coming."

Brenda threw a pillow at him as he rushed out of their bedroom. "Spoilsport!"

Sonny rushed to the door and yanked it open. He was shocked to see Jason standing there. "Jason?" He asked. "Is something wrong? What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you before you left." Jason confessed. "I was also a little worried about you. You were acting strange, last night."

"I'm fine." He assured him. "If it's all right with you can I ask you a strange question without you wanting to know why I'm asking it?" Jason nodded. "Where's Carly?"

"That's the second time you've mentioned her." Jason reminded him. "I wasn't even aware that you knew her."

"Oh, I know her." Sonny replied. I know her far better than you know. "So, what's she doing at the moment? Whose she with? What's going on in her life?"

"I don't know." Jason shrugged, not very interested in the subject. "I haven't spoken to her for months. She's pregnant with Tony Jones kid and she's planning on marrying him, last I heard."

"Just before Christmas, Carly is going to come to you." Sonny suddenly announced. "She's going to want you to do something for her, and you need to refuse to do it."

"Why?" Jason wanted to know.

"Shortly after that, Robin is going to return to Port Charles." Sonny continued. "You and Robin will end up getting back together, but because you helped Carly you and Robin will end up splitting up for good."

"Sonny." Jason asked in shock. "How do you know all this."

"I can't tell you." Sonny told him. "All I can say is I'm being given a second chance and I'm trying to give you the same thing." He added. "If you want a life with Robin, when Carly comes to you you have to refuse to help her. Otherwise you and Robin will be over with for good."

"You're scaring me, Sonny." Jason admitted.

"Don't be." Sonny smiled. "I'm fine and if you do what I just told you to do, you'll be fine, too."

"You know I trust you with my life." Jason told him. "So I'll do what you just told me to do." He suddenly sighed. "You take care of yourself, Sonny, and when I think it's safe, I'll find some way to get in touch with you."

"So," Sonny smiled. "This isn't really goodbye."

"No." Jason returned his smile. "It's just so long, until we see each other again." He added. "Which will be hopefully sooner then either of us thinks it'll be."

Sonny impulsively hugged Jason. "You take care of yourself." He added in an emotional tone. "And remember what I told you. Just say no to Carly."

"I will." Jason promised, hugging him back. "Whatever Carly wants from me." Jason smiled. "I'll tell her no." With that he walked out the door.

Sonny knew he shouldn't have done that, but he didn't regret it. If he was getting a second chance to write the wrong he did, then why shouldn't Jason get the same opportunity.

"What was that all about?" Brenda was glaring at him, all her earlier teasing long-forgotten. "And why were you asking about that awful Carly Roberts."

"Why?" Sonny leaned back against the door and smiled wickedly at her. "I do believe your jealous."

"Do I have a reason to be?" She snapped. "Are you attracted to that slut?"

"And if I said I was?" He retorted, his smile growing even more wicked. "What would you do?"

"Why." She replied as she slithered up to him. "I'd just have to make sure your mind is so full of thoughts of me, there's just not room for thoughts of any other woman." She untied the belt of his robe and spread it wide open. "There. That's more like it. That's the way I like to see you."

She stepped back and studied him. "Do you have any idea how decadent you look standing there like that?" She ran her fingers through his hair. "All that sinful black hair that wraps seductively around my fingers when I run my fingers through it." She traced her finger over his eyebrows. "Those smoldering dark eyes that can make your blood boil with just one look and those outrageously long eyelashes that any woman would kill to have as her own." She ran her fingertip over his lips. "That carnal mouth and that wickedly clever little tongue that can do such enticing things to a person." He opened his mouth and began nibbling on her finger. "That sexy stubble covering your jaw."

She pulled her finger reluctantly out of his mouth, then she ran her moist finger down his throat, where he swallowed deeply. "Then there's the rest of you." She sighed in pleasure. "Is there one thing about your body that isn't sexy?" She lowered her mouth over one of his nipples and began to suck on him. "You even taste sexy."

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure she was giving him as he felt her run her mouth down his chest and over his stomach. She smiled, when she felt his stomach ripple in reaction "And it all belongs to me." She declared possessively as she sunk to her knees in front of him. "The ring you put on my finger gave me that right. It made you mine and only mine." She reached behind him and ran her hands up the back of his legs with an air of ownership.

He looked down at her hungrily. "The ring and vows were just a formality." He declared in a sultry voice. "I've belonged to you from the moment we first laid eyes on each other. The first time I looked into your eyes I knew I'd finally come home."

She leaned forward and rubbed the side of her face against the inside of his thighs. "The hair on your legs is even sexy." She sighed.

"You're not going to do it, are you?" He guessed this was her way of punishing him.

"That's right." She smiles, very pleased with herself.

"Why not?" He hadn't wanted it when they were in bed, but he really wanted it now. "You were all set to do it before Jason arrived."

"That was before you mentioned that bitch." She told him as she got to her feet and walked across the room. "And insinuated you might be attracted to her." She leaned back against the wall. "Now come to me. Let me enjoy the sight of you coming towards me knowing your mine and only mine."

He walked slowly across the carpet towards her, letting her get a good view of his body in motion, reveling in the way he could see his body was effecting hers. "Now what?" He asked when he was finally standing not six inches from her.

She unwrapped the bedsheet from her body and let it drop to the floor. "I think you can guess. Or do I need to draw you a diagram."

"No wonder people say we're sexually obsessed with each other." He flashed his dimples at her as he slipped out of his robe and let it join the sheet on the floor. "We are." Then he narrowed the distance between them even further and molded his body to hers. "How long do we have?" He asked, as he nuzzled her neck.

She didn't misunderstand what he was asking. "Our plane doesn't leave until noon." She smiled. "We have all morning."