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"Hey John, can I talk to you?" Olivia asked walking into the dining room to find him setting the table.

"Well, me saying 'no' has never stopped you before." John stated putting a couple plates on the table. "What's bothering you, Ms. Benson?"

Olivia sighed and sat down in one of the dining room chairs, twisting the table cloth corner in her fingers. "It has been a month since Elliot and I's last date and he hasn't hinted at taking me out on another one. I get there's not an award show for a while, but that doesn't mean we can't go out again."

John shrugged his shoulders. "Why don't you ask him about it? There's one thing I've learned from working here, I know nothing about his through process about dating. He is his own man when it comes to that topic." He grabbed the back of one of the chairs and looked at her. "Go talk to him. You two live together and attack each other like you are the last two people on Earth." Olivia blushed violently and bit her lip with a small smile gracing her lips. "Shoo!" He said pulling her up and pushing her out of the room.

Olivia stumbled, but caught herself outside of the dining room. "You were much happier and less aggressive when you were sleeping with Ms. Cabot." She giggled when he glared at her before bounding off to find Elliot. She found him reading the newspaper in the living room while the boys played catch.

Elliot looked up and smiled seeing Olivia. "Ah, Ms. Benson, you look beautiful!"

"Thank you." Olivia grinned looking down at the outfit she had on. It was a simple black dress, but the bottom was piano keys that moved around when she started walking. "May I speak to your privately please?"

"This sounds serious." Elliot said frowning. He closed his newspaper and set it down on the coffee table. "Let's go to the kitchen." His hand rested on the small of her back, leading her to the kitchen. When they pushed through the swinging door, they turned towards each other. "What's up?"

Olivia crossed her arms over her chest. "Ms. Benson? The kids know we're dating."

"I know, but I don't want to throw too much at them at once." Elliot explained leaning against the counter. "They've been through a lot in the past month and I just don't want them to feel pressured into anything."

"El, Katie has been calling me Mommy and the boys have spent more time with me in the past month than you have. Are you sure it's them that you're worried about?" Olivia asked stepping closer to him.

Elliot rolled his eyes and placed his hands on his hips. "Olivia, stop trying to analyze what I'm thinking. My kids may spend more time with you, but I'm their father. I know them better than you do." He immediately regretted saying those words when he saw the hurt come over her face. She covered it up quickly and turned to leave. "Liv..." He said grabbing her upper arm gently, but she yanked it away.

Olivia blinked away the tears that were threatening to fall. She knew those kids weren't hers, but it didn't need to be thrown into her face. "Let me go. I'm only your nanny."

"Liv, I didn't mean it the way that sounded." Elliot tried to explain.

"Then, how did you mean it? It's obvious you don't trust anyone when it comes to your children. You don't let anybody in anymore. Every time, you pull me in and then push me away." Olivia breathed staring up at him.

Elliot tried to grab her hand, but she kept them out of reach. "I trust you and I want to let you in. It's just the last time I let somebody in, they left me with three kids and no explanation. It's just really hard."

"Then, what do you want from me?" Olivia asked crossing her arms over her chest again.

Elliot stared at her for a moment before putting his hands under her arms, lifting her up and colliding her back with the fridge before kissing her. Her legs wrapped around his waist, falling into the kiss instantly. Her hands cupped his face softly. "We really shouldn't." She whispered.

"I know, but I want you." Elliot panted against her lips. Olivia moaned softly and kissed him hard.


Elliot watched the moonlight highlight her curves against his mattress. He ran his finger in small circles against her stomach, watching as goosebumps formed. "I don't mean to push you away. I guess it just sort of happens."

"I get that you were betrayed, but I'm not Kathy, Elliot." Olivia stated in the darkness of his room. She took his hand into both of hers and started running her finger along the creases on his palm. "You should know that by now. I could've left the first day, but I didn't. I probably should've left the first day. I wouldn't be so attached to this family. Everything is so complicated now. I love this though, and I wouldn't trade it for anything."

"What do you mean by you should've left the first day?" Elliot asked with a frown coming over his features. He rolled onto his side, removing his hand from hers and sliding it under her back to support her more.

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Well, you didn't exactly welcome me with open arms, El." She ran her index finger along his lips, smiling lightly when he kissed it. "I knew I was in for something that first day."

Elliot kissed her softly before pulling back to look into her eyes, brushing some of her hair out of her face. "I'm glad that you stayed. I don't know what I'd do without you sometimes."

"You're such a softy." Olivia chuckled before moaning, feeling his anything but softy member move inside of her.

"Guys don't like to hear that in bed." Elliot grinned at her before nibbling at her neck.

Olivia gasped at him before chuckling some more. "Well, maybe you could teach me what all a guy loves to hear in bed."

Elliot groaned. "Just say what comes to mind and I'll let you know." He smiled when Olivia giggled and dropped her head to the pillow below her. Kissing her nose, he stared into her eyes again. "Olivia?"

"Yeah?" Olivia asked gently massaging his sides with her hands.

"I love you." Elliot said looking directly into her brown orbs. He felt his heart leap as his whole body tensed the slightest, not knowing if she'd say it back or not. He watched as a grin came over her face, making him relax. Her lips pressed against his fiercely, her tongue pushing into his mouth and mingling with his own.

Olivia wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed her forehead to his, keeping him as close to her as possible. "I love you too, El."

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