"I still can't believe you beat me." Casey crossed her legs and looked at Olivia, who was sitting across from her at the dining room table.

Olivia shrugged, taking a sip of her wine. The red liquid sloshed as she sat the glass on the table. Returning Casey's gaze, she smiled. "I've been playing poker since I was a nine. I've learned a few tricks over the years."

"Clearly," Casey agreed. Glancing at Olivia's nearly empty glass, she motioned to it. "More wine?" As Olivia nodded, Casey smiled and picked it up. While she refilled it from the bottle on the kitchen counter, Casey looked at the clock on the stove. The green number flashed 2:45. "God, time really does fly when you're having fun."

Olivia followed the redhead's gaze to the stove and sighed at how late it was. "I should probably skip that drink. Right now I am still legally able to drive, but another drink is a bad idea." Walking over to Casey, Olivia looked into her eyes. "Thanks for having me over."

"Anytime," Casey responded, not bothering to point out that the brunette had invited herself. "Thanks for coming. I had fun," she added. As Olivia turned to leave, Casey fumbled for an excuse to get her to stay. "It's cold outside," she offered lamely.

"It is," Olivia replied, much to Casey's surprise. Turning around, she walked back over to Casey. "I can handle myself though. Unless…."

Casey couldn't believe her ears. Did she dare hope as to where that unless could lead? "Unless what?" she asked softly.

"I could stay for a night. That is, if you want me to." Olivia took the glass of wine Casey had refilled mere minutes ago and drained half of it. "Do you like that idea?" Before Casey knew what was happening, Olivia had her pressed against the counter. "Well?"

"I-" Casey found herself unable to answer. This was due in part to the fact that she was completely caught off guard; mostly, though, her inability to answer stemmed from the fact that Olivia was trailing gentle kisses down her neck. "Olivia," she moaned in an attempt to protest. When Olivia bit down, Casey whimpered. As much as she hated to do so, she gently pushed Olivia away. "I can't," she murmured in response to Olivia's questioning look. Casey sighed and looked out the window. "I can't simply hook up with you for a night, Olivia, and then act as if nothing happened. I need stability, not a one night stand."

Casey turned to move away, but Olivia stopped her. "Casey, at the risk of losing my best friend, I'm going to tell you something. I'm in love with you. If you allow me into your bed, I promise you it will be more than a casual fuck. If you want to be my girl, then my girl you shall be." Olivia lifted Casey's chin and brushed a stray red curl out of the attorney's emerald green eyes.

"Promise?" Casey asked in a nearly inaudible whisper.

Olivia smiled. "Promise. What do you say, Counselor?"

"I say…I have no objection." Casey pulled Olivia closer, whimpering as Olivia resumed kissing her. Her tongue pushed against the brunette's, and for several moments, moans from both women were the only sounds in the room.

Olivia gently broke the kiss. "Go to your room and wait for me." Casey nodded and headed down the hall, happy to obey.

AUTHORS NOTE: HEYGUYS. I AM SO SORRY FOR THE LONG UPDATE BREAK. I KEPT REWRITING CHAPTER THREE, BECAUSE I KEPT HATING IT. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK.