21.
"You look incredible." I said wrapping my arms around her.
"Alex, are you sure?" She asked as she stood in front of the mirror.
"You look beautiful, and so sexy in that dress." I said kissing her neck, knowing that would drive her crazy.
Olivia laughed. "Alex."
Olivia had been to social functions with me before.
But she had never been to a social function with me as my pregnant girlfriend.
I had convinced her to go to a benefit for the Women of Congo, and I had convinced her to wear a dress that left no guessing to the size of her growing baby bump.
"Liv! Look at yourself! You look amazing in this dress! Every curve of your body is stunning." I said my hand running across her stomach.
"I think you're a bit biased."
"And I think you're crazy if you can see how incredible you look in that dress."
Olivia turned from the mirror looking at me, her hands at my hips.
"This doesn't make you a little nervous?"
"What? Does what make me nervous?"
"I don't know… us, tonight… These people they all run in a different circle than I do, and I don't think they expect Alexandra Cabot to show up with her girlfriend, or more so her pregnant girlfriend."
"Olivia, I don't care what "they" expect of me. I love you. I am with you. And I am the luckiest woman in the world because you're with me. I proud to have you by my side, to tell everyone who you are to me…"
"But don't you fear just a little that it will overshadow all of your hard work you do for the Women of Congo?"
"If they care more about my personal life, and who I'm sleeping with more than the meaning behind this benefit, we have more problems than just nosey benefactors."
"Alex… what if someone you know asks about the baby?"
"Liv, I don't want you to be nervous or uncomfortable tonight. And just so you know, I'm not. I have a really beautiful girlfriend, who is intelligent, and funny, and caring, and accomplished… and she also happens to be carrying a baby that I am head over heels in love with. I've never been happier. If someone asks me about the baby, I'm going to tell them how elated I am, how in love I am."
Olivia smiled as she shook her head agreeing.
"I love you," she said giving me a quick kiss.
I smiled.
"I love you," I said emphatically. "And tell me you're ok with going tonight, and with everything we just talked about."
"I'm ok."
I leaned in kissing her, softly, assuring her.
Olivia leaned in, her breath on the lobe of my ear. "You should get dressed. If you keep standing there in your lacy little bra and panties we won't be making it to the benefit."
I pulled away in time to see her raise her brow mischievously.
Jesus I couldn't stop wanting her if my life depended on it.
She grinned, walking away from me.
She knew what she did to me.
AOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAO
"Hey babe, are you ready? The car is here." I heard her call from the living room.
I came around the corner looking at her.
"What?"
"Did you just call me babe?"
Babe - a term for ones lover.
"Did I?
"You just said, '"babe are you ready"?"
"You don't like me calling you that?"
"No, I love that you call me that it's just, you've never called me that."
Olivia grinned.
"BABE, are you ready?" She said amused with herself.
I rolled my eyes at her.
"I am ready BABE." I said with my own grin. "I just need to get my bag off the bed for tonight." I said as I hurried back in to the bedroom.
One night at my place, another at hers…
When I met her back at the door to leave, she reached for my hand, intertwining her fingers with mine as we rushed for the elevator.
Inside the elevator she and I stood side by side, the length of our heels aligning us almost perfectly.
"You're beautiful." She said pulling my hand to her full lips. "You're perfect."
"Now who's biased?" I grinned.
I held Olivia's hand from the moment we arrived, knowing this wasn't were she was most comfortable, knowing she was here for me.
Before we stepped out of the car I assured her that I just needed to say hello to a couple of people, we'll have dinner, maybe a dance.
"I'm fine. I promise," she assured me again with a smile.
Just as I had said, I spoke to a few people, we had dinner and then my plan to have a chance to dance with Olivia was only impeded by the Mayor's wife.
"Alexandra!"
"Maggie! How are you?" I asked giving her a quick hug… "Maggie, this is my girlfriend, Detective Olivia Benson."
"Oh… so nice to meet you Olivia." Maggie said without skipping a beat.
I watched as Olivia smile her infectious smile, shaking the mayor's wife's hand.
"Ah Detective? What division are you with?"
Always the hardest question to answer.
"Special Victims." Olivia answered politely.
"Oh that must be so hard."
"It is." Olivia didn't elaborate further, though she responded with elegance.
"So Alex, not only did I not know you and Olivia were together, but I didn't know you were expecting a baby!"
"We're excited." Olivia said speaking up as she squeezed my hand.
I smiled proudly to Olivia.
"Do you know if you're having a boy or girl?"
"We haven't found out yet." I spoke up, "but you know all we want is a healthy baby."
"Of course!" Maggie said smiling.
"Maggie if you don't mind, I was hoping I could get Olivia out on the dance floor."
"Of course, you two have a great time. Olivia is was so nice to meet you and Alex it was great to see you. Please keep me updated on the baby."
Olivia and I both smiled saying goodbye to Maggie before I led her in to the crowd out on the dance floor.
"She was nice." Olivia said as she placed one hand loosely around my neck, the other at my waist.
"Maggie is great."
"I love that you call the mayor's wife by her first name, her nickname at that."
"Well Maggie actually had been friends with my mother forever. It was just a coincidence that their husbands were both in to politics."
"She seemed genuinely happy to meet me, to find out about the baby." Olivia said still surprised.
"Truthfully I wasn't quite sure how she would react, but as I told you earlier, I'm proud of you and happy to be with you, so whatever her reaction I would have handled it. But I think she also knows I have always made pretty well calculated decisions in my life and I happen to have pretty high standards…"
"High standards huh?"
"We Cabot's are partial to having the best. And you, Olivia Benson are the best."
"Your father doesn't even know about us. What would he think if Maggie gets back to him and says, oh I saw Alexandra and her girlfriend and congrats on the grandchild."
"My father is in Europe probably with some woman more than half his age. If he would like to discuss my life choices I think I'm feeling pretty good about my arguments."
"What do you think your mother would think?" I asked.
"I think she would have no problem with me being with a woman, she may even be thrilled. I think she would only have disdain for the fact that the baby is not biologically yours and it took a man to conceive."
"God we grew up so differently." I said laughing as we swayed back and forth.
"Alex, if I didn't tell you tonight. I've had a great time."
"I told you it wouldn't be too bad! And thank you again for coming with me, for being by my side."
"I feel pretty damn lucky being by your side."
"I think maybe we should head home, I'm finding it really hard not to touch you inappropriately right now."
Olivia laughed and agreed.
AOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOA
My hands at hips, I was kissing Olivia's neck from behind.
I had moved her dark silky hair to the side, nibbling at her ear.
"Alex stop it! I can't concentrate to even get the key in door with you doing that!"
"Doing what?" I asked undeterred
Olivia finally got the door to her apartment open. As we made our way in, my hands immediately went to her breast that had been teasing me all night.
She pressed her self in to me before taking another step for us to actually close the door behind us.
I felt Olivia freeze.
I looked up, from my face buried in her neck to see him sitting on the couch as stunned to see us as we were to see him.
His eyes glared at the both of us and then fell to Olivia's protruding stomach.
There was no hiding now, no hiding anything.