Chapter 2 (Version 2)

They stood at opposite sides of the kitchen, staring each other down.

"What did you want?" Olivia asked coldly. Elliot looked at her confused. "You came after me?" She explained. "What did you want?"

"I, uh...um," He searched for words, any words. He shook his head. "I don't know." He said exasperated.

"Well, that's great." She walked to the front door and opened it. "I'll see you at work in the morning." She sounded annoyed

Elliot walked towards the door, but instead of heading out, he slammed it shut. Olivia jumped at the action. "I'm here, I came here to be with you and you were out with Doctor Colin." He yelled. "We both had a long day and..."

"So that's it!" Olivia yelled. "We had a long day and the only way for you to feel better is to screw me?!" There was banging on her wall coming from her neighbor. She lowered her voice but the venom was still present. "What's wrong with you wife?" Neither was sure if the question was rhetorical.

Elliot answered anyway. "Probably the same thing that's wrong with you latest boy toy." He stabbed. "But here you are and here I am." He was directly in her face. "Do you even want him." He asked in a low voice, low, but almost sweet. "Or do you just want a warm bed?" He could see the daggers in her eyes, but he didn't care. He dared to move a strand of hair out of her face. She didn't flinch. "Do you think he cares about you just because he waited until the second date to come up?"

SMACK!

Elliot almost lost his balance from the force behind her palm connecting with his face. "Go to Hell!" Olivia seethed. Her hand stung from the impact. She almost regretted her actions, but then she felt her back hit the wall.

Elliot instantly had her against the wall. His positioned his knee between her legs as her hands latched onto his shoulders. She tried to push him away, but her current position she didn't allow it. He tore her wrists off his shoulders and pinned them against the wall. "You'll be following right behind me." He whispered. "You're in as much shit as I am." He smiled at Olivia's attempts to free herself. It was an effort to control her, she could definitely hold her own, but not this time. Her movements stopped as his chest connected with hers. His lips moved to her ear. "Tell me Liv, how long did you know I was watching the two of you?" She tried to move, but he held her tight. "Were you happy that he left? Were you relieved that you didn't have to spend the night with him? You could now spend the night with me?" He pulled back and looked directly into her eyes. "Tell me to leave, Olivia." He challenged her, her feelings, her desire. His lips rested an inch away from her lips. He took her silence as submission. "You can't walk away from me, can you?"

Olivia stared directly into his eyes. She listened to his words and wanted to knock him on his ass, but she couldn't. She was physically helpless, but she knew other ways to hurt him. The same was he hurt her. "I cant walk away from you?" She questioned. "I'm the one being held against the wall. I'm the one that can't move. I'm not the one keeping you here. You are the one keeping you here." She leaned over to his ear and whispered in a sultry voice, "You can't walk away from me, can you?" She smiled against his skin as he stiffened. "I actually like that, ya know?" She looked in his eyes. "I like to know that you want, need, me so bad, you're willing to risk everything. Tell me El, how does it feel to be committing a sin?" She smiled at his silence. "No an..."

"Shut up" he growled through his teeth as his hands let go of her wrists. One hand grabbed her chin and forced her lips to his. The other snaked around her waist and lifted, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he held her and carried her to the couch. He dropped her and covered her body with hers. "It feels damn good." He rasped before he attacked her mouth.

It didn't take long for their clothes to be shed or the others name screamed.