"And, then I said," Olivia began telling her story, then looked over to Elliot to see him staring at her. "What, do I have food in my teeth or something?" She asked, laughing. Elliot's face remained serious as he brought his hand slowly toward her, sweeping some fallen hair out of her deep brown eyes and tucking it behind her ear. At the touch of his hand, she was in a trance. "You're just so beautiful," he whispered as he smiled at her. Elliot leaned into Olivia, kissing her softly on the mouth, Olivia's lips curled into a smile. "El," Olivia blushed, but her smile remained, "we're in public," she whispered. "Baby, I don't care. I love you, and I don't give a damn who knows," Elliot said, grabbing Olivia's hands and pulling her up so she's standing then backed her up into the brick wall behind her. He placed his hands on each of her cheeks and kissed her passionately, their tongues fighting for dominance. "You are mine, baby girl," Elliot growled in her ear, his words traveling right to her pussy, causing her to moan. "Mmm, take me home and show me how much you love me," she smirked.