Let's get back to some good ole fluff.
A little over a month had passed since dealing with Rob Miller, and it wouldn't be until next year that they would finally be going to trial. Olivia felt like she could finally breathe a sigh of relief- at least until then, and enjoy these last 12 weeks before they welcomed their baby earthside. She had been working nonstop to prep Fin for her maternity leave, teaching him the ropes and leaving a little more responsibility in his hands- especially this weekend.
Olivia had come to realize that they didn't have much of anything prepared for the baby, other than a halfway cleared out guest room. She didn't plan on having a baby shower, it just wasn't her thing. So a lot of essentials they would need was left up to them. They would be using this weekend to finally pick out a crib, buy a few blankets and outfits, along with the obvious like bottles and baby monitors. She only wanted to get the basics until the baby was here, and she would be able to personalize the nursery so much more. This was probably their first and last baby, and Olivia felt it was only right to grant Peter his wish of waiting out the gender.
She would only be working a half day today and so was Peter. It had been so long she felt, since it had been just them two spending the day together. It's always amazing when they spend time together as a family with Noah, but this alone time was much needed.
"Please make sure you stay on top of paperwork this weekend," Olivia sat in her office across from Fin going over everything he needed to know this weekend.
"Don't worry about it Liv," he tried to give her reassurance with his classic Odafin smile, but she had known him for the past twenty years and knew how much he hated paperwork.
"Fin, this is me you're talking to. Please promise me you'll stay on top of it," she paused looking over the rim of her black frames, waiting to hear his word.
"Okay, I promise. We got this Liv, you just focus on getting things ready for the baby," she shook her head with a half smile and said a silent prayer that she could count on his word.
"Remember to call me if anything major comes through this weekend."
"Of course we will. Now go home to your fiance and enjoy your weekend."
Oh yeah, a lot has changed in the last month.
"You don't have to tell me twice," she looked down at the rounded three carat diamond that adorned her left hand and grinned to herself. She had finally told Peter yes after he patiently waited on her for months.
"You look happy," Fin observed her noticing the glow emulating from her. It felt like for the first time in her life she was able to wholeheartedly agree.
"I really really am, thank you Fin," she instinctively wrapped her hands around her belly, calmed at the feeling of the baby.
"I'll see you bright and early Monday morning enjoy your weekend," Fin stood and went on about his business in the squad room.
Olivia responded to a few emails and signed off on some paperwork before clocking out for the weekend.
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"Are you sure this color looks okay?" Olivia stood in the middle of what would be the nursery, one hand on her lower back and the other caressing her swell as she stared at the newly painted walls. They had finally cleared the last bit out of the room and managed to finally decide on a neutral color to coat the walls in- or at least she thought she had been decided.
"Liv, it looks great to me but if you don't like it we have all weekend to repaint it," Peter came up behind her and wrapped both arms around her shoulders, placing a kiss on her cheek.
"You don't think it's too much of a boring color?" She had decided on a light taupe with grey undertones and planned on adding wood patterned wallpaper to one of the walls as an accent.
"I know you're going to make this nursery beautiful no matter what. Nothing is boring about it," he reached for her left hand and kissed her finger that wore their newest sentiment of their love. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of seeing this on you," it had only been a few days since she had told him yes, and he was still walking on clouds full of excitement. She had caught him by surprise that night; both of them laying in bed after making love, tangled within one another. Olivia had finally said yes.
The ring that had been burning a hole through the drawer of his nightstand could finally be worn by the only woman it was intended for.
"I don't think I'll ever get tired of looking at it," she bit down on her lower lip trying to supress the giddy smile from taking over her face. Olivia had never in her life been this damn happy. Noah added so much more value to her life since the moment she tucked him into bed that first night and knew he was meant to be hers all along. But now? She felt totally and utterly complete.
"Why don't we just take a week off and elope? You, Noah, and I. Our last family vacation as the three of us that ends in happily ever after?" She couldn't help the light laughter that left her lips. Her body turned in his embrace so she could look directly into those pools of green.
"You're just an all around prince charming aren't you?" her hand reached to caress his cheek. He fell into her touch instinctively, closing his eyes at the soft touch of her. "I would love more than anything to marry you right now if I could, but Peter, I don't want to walk down any aisle looking like a big white tent," they both chuckle and she brings his hand to her belly. "I want all of our friends to be there when we say 'I do', and I want this little one to be there too."
"Just imagine Hawaii, nice warm weather, blue oceans and sand," he closes his eyes and speaks in a whimsical sense, daydreaming about a vacation far far away. Olivia only shakes her head and steals a kiss from him before going to clean up the mess they had made.
"Let me get all of this," he snags the dirty paint brushes from her hand and motions to shoo her away. "How about you order us some dinner?" He reached into his back pocket and handed her his phone.
"Anything I want?" He nodded already knowing exactly what she had in mind. Her latest craving had been available just up the street thankfully.
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It was 10 AM and also the latest Olivia had been able to sleep in in months. She would get an extra thirty minutes here or there thanks to Peter, but hours had been unheard of.
The other side of the king bed had been empty, which didn't surprise her at all. She reached for her phone and seen a few messages including one from Peter that said he was at the gym and would be home soon. That was an hour ago and she hoped he would be back soon- she missed him.
Olivia had been all about independence her entire life, even through relationships she always vowed to never be too deeply attached. It was all so different with Peter. She loved being around him, how he made her feel and supported her work. He loved hard and for once she allowed herself to do the same.
"Liv?" She heard the front door click shut and eventually footsteps coming down the hall. Peter appeared in the doorway in a pair of gym shorts and a dri fit tee, still a little dampened from his workout.
"Hey sleepyhead," he came to sit on the end of the bed as she managed to raise herself to lean against the headboard. She looked well rested, her skin glowed and her hair had grown down her back making her waves flow graciously. He never could have imagined how beautiful she would look carrying his child.
"How're you feeling?" He reached and palmed the side of her belly, skimming his thumb along the tee shirt that she wore.
"Fat," she stated half joking and half serious. This was the last trimester of her pregnancy and the weight gain had been too real. The baby had been moving around to the most uncomfortable places for her, especially right under her ribs, making it hard to catch her breath lately.
"I don't think that at all," she swung her legs over the side of the bed and scooted to sit next to him. She rested her head on his shoulder, appreciating his efforts to make her feel so much better. He kissed the top of her and wrapped his fingers around hers that rested on his thigh. "How about you come join me in the shower?" She smiles and moves her head to look up at him, wondering how in the hell he found anything sexy about her at this point.
"A shower sounds amazing," she kissed his chin and grabbed a hold of his hand to follow him into the bathroom as he got up. He closed the door behind them and went to turn on the shower, before helping Olivia strip out of her clothes.
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As promised, Peter gave her no budget when it came to the nursery and she took it into full consideration. He was so helpful throughout the day, wanting to be just as involved with decorating. This was more than likely their last baby and he wanted to be able to hold onto these memories knowing he was right there every step of the way.
They found a baby grey crib that complimented the color they had painted the walls, and a beautiful dresser and changing table to match. It would be delivered by the end of next week. Olivia was over the moon- it was all coming together. The rest of the day was spent getting all the little things: sheets, a rug, a few footed onesies, and a few pieces to hang around the room. She hadn't found the perfect mobile yet but she knew it would come to her at the perfect time.
"That should be the last of everything," Peter had his hands full with bags when he came down the short hallway from the door. He dropped them next to the other bags he had brought up.
"You think we got enough?" She smirked from the living room as she looks over her shoulder at him. He came to sit next to her on the L shaped sofa, leaning his back on the end of it and reaching for her to join him. Her back rested against his chest and she felt happy to finally relax after their busy day. Noah called earlier begging to stay just one more night at his friend Beck's house, and she had no problem with it as long as his mom was okay with it. He was growing up. Noah didn't need her as much anymore and it made her a little somber.
"Today made everything just a little more real," he chuckled a little to himself. "I mean obviously this baby is coming soon, but now we're making a home for them here," his hands wrapped around her torso, running them gently along her swell. He kissed her sweet spot on her neck and she felt a shiver down her spine at just the sear of his lips on her.
He noticed it too.
Olivia struggled a lot with intimacy lately as she tried to grasp onto the rapid changes her body had been making, but it didn't mean her needs were no longer needed to be met.
"Well this might be one of the last times we have a completely child free home," she leaned her body to the side so she could tilt her head up to get better access to him. He caught onto exactly what she had been getting at.
"I guess we should be taking full advantage of this then," he planted a kiss to her lips and reached to cup the side of her face, the end of his fingers threading into the root of her hair. Her eyes closed and she tilted her head back far enough to rest on the back of the couch. This was the feeling that she missed so much, and although it had only been a week it was a week entirely too long. He was always so gentle with her and treating her as if she would break so easily like glass.
She began shifting her body and he helped her move to straddle him, sliding her thighs on either side of him. Her hands wrapped around his neck and she paused to look at him. He met her amber pools and looked up at her with so much love flooding from him. Her skin was flushed already from her hormones reacting with so much more intensity at just the touch of his fingers skimming the bit of skin showing at the hem of her shirt.
"You tell me if you need me to slow down," Peter stated softly but in all seriousness. He picked up on her urgency and knew she ready to submit to him tonight.
She nodded slowly and bit down on her bottom lip, not once looking away from him. He finally gripped the hem of her blouse and pulled it over her head. She was fucking beautiful.
He nudged her slowly to move back and he helped her lay back on the couch, making sure she was comfortable with a few pillows beneath her. With one foot on the ground and his knee between her thighs, he bent to skim his lips over hers until she granted him permission, opening up her mouth to him. He kissed his way down her body, careful of her sensitive breasts and placed a kiss to her belly before tugging on the leggings she wore and bring them down her legs. She was writhing beneath him, needing his hands to be doing more than just ridding her of her clothes.
He returned to manipulating her mouth with his tongue and earning her moans that filled the entire condo. His body kneeled between her thighs, opening her up to him. His hand traveled to her core that had been completely bare to him, he cupped her mound and the tips had teased her entrance. She was already so wet for him but he wanted to take things on a slightly different route this time. He needed to taste her.
When his lips left hers and returned to traveling down her body she knew exactly where he was headed and she had been looking forward to having his lips on her in the most intimate way. She felt his lips on her heated core making her back arch off of the couch, her toes curled and her hands gripped the short hairs on his head. His tongue ran down her center tasting every bit of her arousal. His hands wrapped around each thigh and hooked her legs over his shoulders. He worked her core with his mouth, lapping his tongue against her wetness. Her moans grew louder when she felt the sweet intrusion of his finger stretching her. He added a second and used his thumb to stimulate her bundle of nerves. He felt her tense around his digits and knew her body had just been aching for release.
He kept his fingers working magically against her soaking core and moved his way back up her body, wanting to see her face when she came. He loved to see her body reacting to his touch, the look on her face as he fucked her. It may have sounded a little crude, but he didn't care.
"Fuck...Pet-" she cried out and the sound of her moans made the tightness of his pants grow larger. The deeply heated rippling sensation that she knew so well had climbed and exploded within her. Her eyelids became heavy and she looked up at him grinning, knowing he was far from done with her just yet.
"Are you tapping out?" He asks with the cockiest smile on his gorgeous face. He pulls his fingers from her and she moans the slightest at the sensation of no longer having him in her.
"Not even close," she wraps her hand around his neck and pulls him to her lips. She skimmed her tongue along his bottom lip and nipped on it lightly. They continued to kiss deeply, their tongues swirling around one another. His hips grinded into her bare core and he felt her fingers begin to untie the drawstring of his sweatpants. "Lose the pants," she pulls away breathless and tries to get a head start on pulling them down. He pulls away from her completely and stands to rid himself of his shirt and sweats in a matter of seconds. She sat up with his help and kneeled on the couch, facing her body towards the back of it and gripped the edge of it for support. Sex during this pregnancy had been a sometimes awkward journey to find what position was the most comfortable this far in, and for her this was it.
He stood behind her with one hand stroking his hardened cock and the other on her hip. Peter aligned himself with her slick entrance and slowly sunk down into her. Her head dropped and her eyes closed, feeling every blessed inch of him bury deep within her. He pulled out just as slowly before sinking back into her quickly.
"Ahh," she gasped at the sweet intrusion of him picking up the pace swiftly. She wanted it a little rough and she was glad he listened to her. The sweet and slow lovemaking was a nice touch from time to time, but her hormones left her craving the raw scream to the top of your lungs sex.
His thumb dug into the silk of her skin on her hip and the other gripped the front of her neck carefully, making sure to only squeeze the sides. She knew to tell him when it was all too much but her cries of ecstasy told him otherwise. He watched himself pump in and out of her soaked core, feeling her tighten around him again. She was so close and he fucked her harder. Her back arched into him and he released the hold on her neck to hold onto her hips, feeling his own release spurring.
"Olivia," her name fell from his lips as he came inside her, stilling each time he unloaded. The warmth she felt inside her triggered her own release and she cried his name as she dropped her head again, trying her best to hold herself up as her orgasm ripped inside her. His body draped over hers carefully with his hand holding onto one of her hips, and the other gripped onto the back of the couch to avoid putting weight on her. He brushed her hair to the side and placed a kiss to her dampened neck.
"You okay?" he says barely above a whisper realizing now just how quiet the condo had been. She nods and grabs his hand in front of her to help her shift back to a sitting position. He gives her a moment to catch her breath before helping her to her feet.
"Join me for a bath?" she asks with a lazy smile on her face. She's completely sated, her body is completely relaxed and a nice hot bath to share with her love would be the icing on top.
"How about I meet you in there and I grab us a few snacks?" he knows her too well. The corners of her mouth upturned and she kissed him sweetly before reluctantly pulling away. She shuffled towards the master disregarding the trail of clothes she left behind near the couch.
She drew them a bath in the claw foot tub, and added one of her favorite bath bombs along with a few essential oils, and waited for the tub to fill before carefully stepping inside. She let her entire body submerge and relax her muscles that had been exhausted from this pregnancy, and the workout Peter had given her. The door creaked open and she heard his footsteps get closer towards her until he was next to the tub. He had a small tray full of charcuterie with dry salami, cheese, and crackers; along with two mugs full of hot green tea. She grinned so big appreciating his efforts to continue to do all the things she loved most, even with her pregnancy. A hot bubble bath along with a glass of wine was always her treat to herself after a stressful day, and she loved that he tried to accommodate that with the next best thing.
"Are you going to just stand there with the tray or come join me?" She leaned her head back and closed her eyes hoping to hear him climb into the tub any moment. He set the tray on the wooden bath holder that sat in the middle and carefully climbed into the other side.
"Why do women like the water to be hotter than the gates of hell?" He blew out a breath as he slowly lowered his body into water, and she opened one eye to get a good look at him and couldn't help the laughter that followed.
"It's not even that hot!" She chuckled and he finally got himself completely settled and let his arms rest on the edges. "See, it's perfect," she felt his legs stretch out on either side of her legs, and she moved her feet to rest on the top of his thighs.
"Yeah yeah," he grabbed one of her feet and began pressing his thumb into it to massage it. She let herself relax and close her eyes once again.
"You have no idea how good that feels after walking all day," she had been lucky and hadn't had a bad case of swollen feet yet, but the added weight on her body was enough to leave her aching at the end of the day.
"Are you happy with everything we got today?" He asks genuinely wanting to know if she was.
"I'm so incredibly happy," she opened her eyes the slightest and gave him a crooked smile. "Not just about the nursery but my life," she took a deep breath feeling the onset of tears. She knew he had asked such a simple question but for her it carried so much more meaning these days. This was her new normal and she still couldn't quite wrap her head around it.
"I feel so content and for once like I'm not looking to fill a void," he lifted her foot and kissed the sole of it before trailing down to the calf of her leg. She let her head fall back and relaxed into his touch.
"You would tell me if you weren't happy, wouldn't you?" she stilled and opened her eyes to look back at him. He brought her foot back into the steaming water and looked at her with so much tenderness filled in his eyes.
"Of course I would. What's wrong baby, why would you say that?"
"It's nothing. I've just come to realize I don't ask as often as I should," she uses the edges of the tub as leverage to move onto her knees and straddle his body. The water moved and splashed just a little outside of the tub as she tried her best to gracefully settle. Her elbows rested on the tops of his shoulders and she let her arms hang over the backside of the tub.
"You know for a fact that I would tell you if I was unhappy," she was barely an inch away from his face as she looked into his eyes, trying her best to open herself up for him to see. "Now please let's get to this charcuterie so that I stay happy," she smiles to where the crinkle in her nose appears and he kisses the tip of it before reaching over feeding her a cube of cheese. "Now that's more like it."
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Olivia's work free weekend had soon been forgotten once Monday rolled around. Her day started bright and early before the sun had risen. The baby had been up and at it, moving around like crazy until they had perfectly settled right below her ribs. She knew right then that she wasn't going to be getting anymore sleep. Noah wouldn't be up for school for another hour, so she decided to migrate to the living room and enjoy some tea in front of the fireplace. It wasn't long before Noah was shuffling into the living room for morning snuggles, and asking what they were having for breakfast.
"Mommy?" Noah sat at the breakfast bar like always and worked on eating the waffles Olivia had thrown in the toaster.
"Yes?" She stood across from him and was cutting the crust off the sandwich she had made him for lunch.
"Are you going to keep getting fatter until the baby gets here?" She stopped her motions and looked over at him amused. She knew he meant no harm. It may not have been the best way to ask, but she understood exactly what he meant.
"My tummy is definitely going to keep growing for a while these next 3 months," she looked down at the old NYPD shirt she wore of hers, and how her stomach most definitely didn't fit it anymore. Noah still hadn't quite processed how pregnancy worked, and Olivia knew he wasn't used to her looking so different every few weeks. "Your baby brother or sister will be here right before Christmas, and then my tummy will be small again," she grinned and he seemed to be trying to accept her answer- at least for now.
"How much longer is 3 months?"
"Well, we still have Halloween and Thanksgiving until then. So quite a while," he sighed and she knew exactly what was coming.
"That's too long. Why can't we just go to the doctor to get him taken out?"
"Noah, the baby is still too small. Don't you want them to be strong? And remember, we don't know if it's a baby brother yet," he started saying he and him a lot more lately. She wanted to continuously make it clear to him that a baby brother couldn't be promised no matter how many times he asked.
"I didn't know getting a baby would take this long," he pouted more so annoyed that he couldn't get his sibling now.
"Hey champ!" Peter had walked across the living room to the open kitchen and ruffled Noah's curls.
"Good morning dad!" Peter kissed the top of his head and couldn't help but look over at Olivia. It only happened so often as Noah got used to no longer having to call him Peter if he didn't want to.
"Are we still going to the park to work on my pitching after school?"
"As long as work isn't busy, you bet!" He rounded the island and went to kiss Olivia good morning for the second time. Her hand reached to straighten out his collar and smiled at him a moment longer. She didn't want the weekend to be over already.
"What happened to you wearing my shirts and looking so much better in them?" His hand palmed her belly and ran along it gently.
"The ones that still fit me are all in the laundry," she shrugged her shoulders. Amanda had warned her that there would be a point where nothing would fit, and she would be forced to buy things that did- she was guessing that moment was now.
"I guess the baby is just growing faster than we can keep up, huh?" He was always very careful with his words, making sure to not hurt her confidence.
"Mommy says the baby won't be here for still a long time," Noah said with a mouth full of his last bite.
"Yes, but time will go by so fast. We still have to decorate their room and get the house ready. We'll get to meet them soon," his hand moved that was still on her belly to the spot he'd seen the baby's leg kick out. She felt that for sure and bent over a little as she held onto the counter, and he moved his hand to rub her lower back. It happened a lot more lately as the baby grew bigger.
"You okay?" Peter asked and continued running his hand along her backside.
"I think so," she drew a deep breath and exhaled as she straightened back up. "Braxton Hicks are already starting," she stretched her back and looked up at him with the corners of her mouth upturned.
"What are braxtons?" Noah hooped down from his chair and came around the island to place his hands on his mother's swell.
"It's when my belly gets tight for a little bit and it kind of hurts, but just a little bit," she moved his small hands to the sides where she felt a few kicks.
"Be nice to mommy please!" He spoke to her tummy and kissed it before heading off to his room to get ready for school.
"Will you please go help him?" She chuckled a bit. Noah was very adamant about being independent, but he still needed a little assistance every now and then. He kissed her swiftly and went to go help him get ready for school.
She started cleaning up the few dishes she had dirtied and had thrown them all in the dishwasher. When she went to wipe down the counter, especially where Noah had been sitting. She had heard Peters phone going off a few times and went to check it out to make sure it wasn't anything important.
I'll see you later tonight?
"Nicole?" She said to herself. Olivia felt her heart rate pick up as she went through her head, trying to remember if she knew any Nicole that worked with Peter. His assistants name was Ashley, he worked in the office with a few women she had seen in passing but none of them by the name Nicole.
He couldn't possibly be cheating on her...right? Peter loved her, he worshipped her, he made her feel like the only woman in this entire world. It wasn't like him at all and she wasn't one to just jump to conclusions, but she couldn't help the few tears that had already fallen down her face. Olivia didn't want to get worked up, it couldn't possibly be that she was reading that right. She tapped on the screen of the phone again and another message appeared.
I think I found the perfect place :)
She's gonna kill him and whoever the fuck this Nicole was.
Olivia heard Noah's footsteps coming down the hall and quickly turned towards the sink behind her to swipe the tears from her eyes. She had to keep it together for a little while longer. They had a rule: they would never fight in front of Noah.
"You look very handsome for school!" She turned back to look at him dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and his favorite hoodie with his converse. Peter soon followed up behind him with his backpack and grabbed the lunch Olivia had made and tossed it in the bag. She tried her best to look at him and not appear upset, but she was a ticking time bomb.
"I'll be back in a few," he kissed her cheek briskly and headed towards the door.
"Bye mommy!" Noah stood in front of her waiting for his morning kiss goodbye and she covered his face in kisses.
"Bye baby. Have a good day at school!"
When she finally heard the door slam shut she fully let go of those tears she had been holding back. There had to be more to this story. Peter proposed to her, they were having a baby together, they had spent the last few months making this place a home for their growing family; he wouldn't cheat on her. Olivia paced the large windows in the living room that gave them a beautiful view of Manhattan. How was she supposed to go about this? She wanted to be rational and give him the benefit of the doubt, but this was her life right? Nothing ever seemed to be good for her for too long.
The twenty minutes it normally takes for him to walk Noah to school feels like ages when she finally hears the door open and she turns to see him walk across the open kitchen and into the living room to her. Once he got closer, his face fell when he saw her reddened eyes.
"What's wrong Liv?" He felt his heart drop when she stepped away from his reach.
"Who the fuck is Nicole? And don't you dare think about lying to me, because I swear to God Peter I will leave you this instant!" she's raging and she begins to feel the world around her spinning infinitely.
"Baby if you will please just listen to me. It's not what you think at all-"
"You're texting some woman about meeting her at some place tonight. I'm thinking that you're cheating on me," her lip is quivering and she feels knots forming in her stomach.
"Listen to me!" He grabbed ahold of her shoulders and looked directly into her eyes. "Nicole is my real estate agent. She's been helping me try to find offices. I've been thinking about opening up my own law firm. I didn't want to talk to you about it until I was sure," he moved his hands down her arms and grabbed ahold of her hands. She was still crying now filled with relief. "I would never in a million years even think about another woman other than you. I get how bad this would look and I understand why you're so upset, and I'm sorry," he kissed her forehead and used his thumb to swipe the tears falling onto her cheeks.
"Peter, I don't know what to say," she shook her head. "I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions."
"It's okay," he gives her a half smile. His hands run down her arms and pull her into him. His hand caressed the back of her head as she let her head fall onto his shoulder. He kissed her temple and let their bodies sway lightly as she tried to regather her herself.
"I love you Olivia. You know that's a given, always. I promised over a year ago that I would never hurt you and I meant that with every fiber of my body," he spoke softly into her hair and started running his hand along her back. "I want to build a future for us. One with no restrictions. We both know it's only a matter of time before this job comes between us," she exhaled deeply and pulled away to look up at him.
"Your own law firm…" she tried her best to process his words. Everything. He wasn't cheating and that was great, but he was also leaving SVU. Peter wasn't wrong. There was an expiration date on them working together, and she trusted him to make whatever decision was best for them both.
"I haven't even touched one bit of the money I've inherited from my father. I'm going to use it to lease my own floor, be my own boss so that I can be there more for you, Noah, and the baby."
"God, I'm such a bitch," she placed a hand to his chest. His heart had still been beating rapidly at just the thought of losing her. "I love you and I trust you," she says simply just wanting to move on from this already.
"How about you come with me this evening to see this property? It's supposed to be everything I've been looking for," Peter hated even the brief thought of her not trusting him and he needed her to see for herself that he was being completely transparent with her.
"I would honestly really love that," he cupped both sides of her face and brought her lips to his. "How about I text Fin that I'm gonna be a little late this morning, and you help me get out of these clothes?" her devotion for him flooded her body. There was no erasing the falling out this morning but she needed to know that they were still okay.
"I see no problem getting back to my paperwork a little late," he untied the drawstring of her pajamas when he spoke, and grabbed ahold of her hand to lead her back to the master.
Her life wasn't perfect but she was so content, and dear God she hoped she didn't find some way to fuck this up.
Soooo two months without updating? But guess what? School is out and I ended this semester with A's and B's! Now I can finally get back to this story and hopefully finish it, which makes me sad but I'm ready to start a new fic :)