Warning: Language. This chapter is PG-13ish, but I'm working my way up to an R--maybe. Most importantly, this is my very first fanfic longer than a drabble, and I've only written two of those. Consequently, what you read here may stink to high heaven. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
"Hadn't you noticed?" she asked.
"N-noticed?"
"Me?" she leaned into her personal space.
Olivia felt cornered. Her gun holster was cutting into her side. Her jacket was too heavy.
The guarded look on the detective's face told her she'd need to be specific, not to rely on innuendo. "Didn't you notice when I stood too close," she moved even closer to her guest, "when I asked you to my office for no good reason, when I needed you to repeat yourself because I..., I just wanted to hear you talk to me, say my name, talk to me a little bit longer? Didn't you notice I wanted you to notice me?"
"No." Olivia answered honestly. She wasn't sure she wanted to know this. She wanted to think it was all in her head, just some fleeting fantasy gone awry. She noticed Alex. She also noticed her feelings for Alex turn. How did that happen? When did Alex begin to make her blush, make her stammer, make her wonder what she was wearing under that blue suit? Oh, was Alex telling her she wanted her to wonder? She hadn't noticed that.
Okay, clearly if Alex wanted this to move on, she'd have to lay her cards on the table. "And I thought I was being bold all these months, flirting with you in the squad room." Alex could barely keep her hands at her side. She'd been waiting to touch Olivia, to kiss her. And a few moments ago, Olivia had almost done it. Alex had seen her eyes lose focus and her head tilt before she caught herself and tried to escape.
"What?" Olivia whimpered. She was breathing through her mouth now. Her heart pounded against her rib cage, and she didn't trust herself.
Right, she was a cop, woman of action, enough with the talking. Alex closed what little space remained between the two and brushed her lips against Olivia's. She slid her hands under the leather jacket and around her waist. God, she wanted this woman so badly. She caught Olivia's open mouth gently, humming her pleasure. For a moment, the kiss deepened. Alex felt her response, Olivia's hands on her hips, fingers pressing, tongue drawing her in. For a moment and then Olivia pulled away. Pushed Alex away.
"No. No, no, I don't think.... I'm just not...." She floundered and then found her footing. She looked Alex directly in the eyes, "I never noticed anything. I never noticed you, I never asked you to notice me. I don't notice those kinds of things, and I didn't notice this, here. Okay?" She didn't wait for a response. She turned on her heel and left the apartment.
Too stunned to chase, Alex fell into a chair and tried to figure out what had happened. Maybe Olivia had a girlfriend hidden away in that closet of hers. Or maybe she didn't want to mix work and play. Alex might have misread the I am, are you? signals as I'm interested in you. No, she was sure Olivia was attracted to her. She hadn't been out of the game that long. She knew when a woman wanted.... But Olivia hadn't known. Olivia hadn't even known. Shit!
TBC
"Hadn't you noticed?" she asked.
"N-noticed?"
"Me?" she leaned into her personal space.
Olivia felt cornered. Her gun holster was cutting into her side. Her jacket was too heavy.
The guarded look on the detective's face told her she'd need to be specific, not to rely on innuendo. "Didn't you notice when I stood too close," she moved even closer to her guest, "when I asked you to my office for no good reason, when I needed you to repeat yourself because I..., I just wanted to hear you talk to me, say my name, talk to me a little bit longer? Didn't you notice I wanted you to notice me?"
"No." Olivia answered honestly. She wasn't sure she wanted to know this. She wanted to think it was all in her head, just some fleeting fantasy gone awry. She noticed Alex. She also noticed her feelings for Alex turn. How did that happen? When did Alex begin to make her blush, make her stammer, make her wonder what she was wearing under that blue suit? Oh, was Alex telling her she wanted her to wonder? She hadn't noticed that.
Okay, clearly if Alex wanted this to move on, she'd have to lay her cards on the table. "And I thought I was being bold all these months, flirting with you in the squad room." Alex could barely keep her hands at her side. She'd been waiting to touch Olivia, to kiss her. And a few moments ago, Olivia had almost done it. Alex had seen her eyes lose focus and her head tilt before she caught herself and tried to escape.
"What?" Olivia whimpered. She was breathing through her mouth now. Her heart pounded against her rib cage, and she didn't trust herself.
Right, she was a cop, woman of action, enough with the talking. Alex closed what little space remained between the two and brushed her lips against Olivia's. She slid her hands under the leather jacket and around her waist. God, she wanted this woman so badly. She caught Olivia's open mouth gently, humming her pleasure. For a moment, the kiss deepened. Alex felt her response, Olivia's hands on her hips, fingers pressing, tongue drawing her in. For a moment and then Olivia pulled away. Pushed Alex away.
"No. No, no, I don't think.... I'm just not...." She floundered and then found her footing. She looked Alex directly in the eyes, "I never noticed anything. I never noticed you, I never asked you to notice me. I don't notice those kinds of things, and I didn't notice this, here. Okay?" She didn't wait for a response. She turned on her heel and left the apartment.
Too stunned to chase, Alex fell into a chair and tried to figure out what had happened. Maybe Olivia had a girlfriend hidden away in that closet of hers. Or maybe she didn't want to mix work and play. Alex might have misread the I am, are you? signals as I'm interested in you. No, she was sure Olivia was attracted to her. She hadn't been out of the game that long. She knew when a woman wanted.... But Olivia hadn't known. Olivia hadn't even known. Shit!
TBC