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The Quintessential Q
Chapter Ninety Four
Interruptus
Pete lets Jerry, Carly, AJ and Michael all into his hotel room. They'd already provided enough of a floor show for the Grille that day. Carly makes herself at home by going over to the phone and calling for room service. She'd been around Jerry and her hubby long enough to know what they like. A little snack wouldn't do Michael any harm either. "Pete, have you had dinner yet?"
"I'll have whatever you're having."
Jerry interjects fast. "Nah, Caroline get him whatever I'm having."
Carly gives Jerry a little grin. It would have been interesting. She places the rest of the order then hangs up the phone. "Half an hour or so. So Poppi how long are you in town?"
"Call me Pete. And I fly out in the morning."
Jerry exhales. "Good."
"I'm hurt." Pete quips.
"You didn't stay long at Luke's the other night." AJ remembers.
"Long enough to see Maddy and make arrangements to see her today."
"How do you know Jerry?" Carly's eyes narrow.
Jerry and Pete look at each other. "Lets leave that one for another time, doll." Jerry suggests. "I'll fill you in later."
"Oh yeah, you will." Carly takes possession of the couch curling up and grabbing Michael up next to her.
"I know this little one." Pete looks at Michael. "You were at Porter's this morning with a girl in a purple cast."
"Emmie." Michael tells him.
"That was Emily?"
"Why do you want to know?" AJ sits down next to Carly.
"'Cause Em and Maddy are tight." Carly answers for Pete. "Don't worry. Maddy's on top of things here in PC. She's good people."
"Be afraid be very afraid." Jerry mutters.
"Jerry!" Carly protests.
"No, Carly is right. Maddy is fine here. In fact I count on her to keep this one out of trouble."
"Ha right." Carly sniffs. "You're the one she had to bail out of police custody when you came back from your honeymoon with Mama."
There is a knock on the door before Jerry can defend himself. Pete checks the other side before opening the door to room service. The bell guy sets up the table. Everyone takes a seat. Jerry and AJ ignore Carly looking at their own meals while Pete watches in sick fascination when Carly pulls apart her peanut butter and grape jelly on white bread and adds slices of dill pickle. Once the sandwich is doctored to her satisfaction she slaps her hand down on it grinding the bread back to dough. Lifting it gingerly, she takes a big bite. Practically humming in satisfaction she swallows. Looking up she sees Pete turning as green as a guy with his pigment could. She winks at him. "I really hope you're pregnant." Pete swallows hard interest in food dying within him.
"Yep."
"And you jumped me in the middle of the bar of the Port Charles Grill."
"Yep."
Emily fastens a few buttons on the shirt she'd appropriated from Johnny and hobbles to his refrigerator. Opening up the freezer compartment she closes her eyes and enjoys the rolling wave of cold air. Looking in the freezer she grabs what she wants, that she knew would be there left over from her stay at the apartment-- Chocolate, chocolate chip ice cream.
Johnny walks out of the bedroom dressed in only his trousers. "I'm going to hell."
"Yep, want some chocolate with that?" Em agrees cheerfully. She holds out a spoonful directly from the container. Johnny comes over and takes the bite.
"hmm. Sweet but not as sweet as you." Johnny nuzzles up against her neck. And then kisses her loving the taste of Em and chocolate.
"I suppose you want your shirt back?"
"Eventually." He watches as Em takes a bite of ice cream licking the spoon to get every bit. Damn she was driving him nuts. Emily frowns and licks the spoon again absently. "What is it?"
"So do you own the building or not?"
Johnny laughs. He'd been expecting this one all night. Ever since Emily and Carly had started seeing the avenues Edward could take to make his life hell. "Don't worry about it."
"I can't not worry about it. It's what I do. So..."
"Me. And the bank but mostly me." Johnny brushes Em's hair back from her face. "Don't worry about it. I have the money to buy out the mortgage if someone gets sneaky and buys it from the bank. Em, I made a lot of money working for Sonny and your brother. And I know how to hide it." Johnny admits.
"Well good." Emily sets the carton of ice cream on the counter with the spoon standing up in it. "Then I can relax and know I'm the only one driving you nuts."
"Yeah. You got that place all locked up." Johnny admits. He glances over at the stove and sees the time. "Oh damn."
"What." Em says absently.
"You have to get back to the mansion."
Em groans. "It's not fair."
"Go on. Go get dressed. I'll go down to the restaurant and get something for the old goat." Johnny turns away.
"Aren't you forgetting something."
"What's that?" Johnny turns back around.
Emily has her hand extended to him with her sole article of clothing hanging from her index finger. "Your shirt."
Maddy stares at Nik. He stares back. It might be childish as all hell but she isn't going to be the one to look away first. It is all his fault that his uncle and Poppi were probably tearing each other apart about now. If he would have just followed through on what he was suppose to do. If he had just gotten Stefan out of there but no, they'd all thought it was cute for her to be ambushed from all sides. Well screw them they aren't going to win.
Nik's breath quickens and his eyes narrow. Not a blink, not a look away. Maddy had been setting the rules setting the boundries all along and it wasn't going to be going all her way much longer. She'd taunted him, teased him tormented him. With the way she talked, the way she thinks, her opinions, her actions. He'd gone out of his way for her. Gave her a place to stay when he didn't have to. Who in the hell did she think she was to lock him out of his own house?! Damn she smelled good.
Maddy takes a half step closer to Nikolas further invading his space. She would make him back up. She would make him cry uncle-- so to speak. Even while Nik meets her gaze full on she can feel the tension in his body, the way he is leaning in toward her. No retreat. Her throat is dry, her mouth is dry. Unconsciously she licks her lips taking a deep dragging breath.
The sound of her inhaling sets Nikolas off. Reaching out greedily he clasps the back of her neck and pulls her to him ravishing her mouth. Maddy grabs hold of his damp shirt in two fists hanging on tight and returning the ... it wasn't really a kiss but a war. Pressing against him, she catches his lower lip between her teeth and holds firm. Nik's hands tighten in her hair tilting her head back, arching her back. Maddy releases his lower lip and he presses his lips to hers hard, his tongue seeking access. With a gasping breath, Maddy opens her mouth to him allowing him in.
With a triumphant growl, Nikolas runs his hands down Maddy's back cupping her buttocks and lifting her off the ground. Maddy wraps her legs around him and hugs him even closer. Blindly staggering until he reaches an obstruction, Nikolas rests Maddy against it. Her hands pull free and grab his shoulders pulling him to her as she leans back bringing him with her half reclining on the kitchen table. Resting his hands on either side of her, he looks down at Maddy breathing heavy and gaze cloudy. She makes a motion to sit up. He presses her back down to the table. With both hand cause it's never as easy as it appears on television he rips her t-shirt from collar to base exposing her to his gaze. Parting the cotton knit he runs a hand down the middle of her torso lingering at the satin and lace that cup her breasts. Bending back over he trails kisses down following the path of his hands. Lingering at the base of her throat where her pulse beats frantically.
Maddy runs her hands from his lower back up bringing his shirt with it wrenching it over his head. Nikolas rises and finishes taking off his shirt tossing it to the floor. Maddy does her own exploration. Her fingers trailing over the ripples of his rock hard abs. Nik sucks in a breath. Every part of his body is on full alert.
There is a pounding on the back door. "Nikolas, open up! I saw your car I know you're in there." From the sound of his agitated voice he'd been knocking for awhile.
"DAMN IT"! Nikolas swears.
Maddy laughs breathlessly. "He's not going to go away."
"It could have been worse. Lucky would have just picked the lock." Nikolas admits ruefully. He leans in again to resume kissing Maddy. A guy had to have priorities. Stefan could just wait. There is the sounds of scratching on the lock of the door.
"Oh Shit!" Maddy realizes Stefan is picking the lock. Pushing Nik away from her she grabs both sides of her torn t-shirt tying them together and races for the basement door.
Nikolas swears and then swears again. He moves to the kitchen sink allowing the counter to block him from direct view of the back door. Stefan bursts in. "Are you alright? I was growing concerned...." Stefan's voice fades away to nothing as he takes in his nephew's undress. "Nikolas, you are bleeding."
With a thumb, Nikolas makes a wipe at his lower lip not surprised when he sees his own blood on it. He licks at it and then turns on the water at the sink full cold. Splashing water on his face and then drying off with a nearby paper towel. "I think you need to call before you come over in the future."