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Fin decided since he hadn't watched Noah in a while he'd take him out to his favorite diner for dinner. He knew he loved the extra tall stack of pancakes with whipped cream, strawberries and extra syrup.

"Don't tell mom, bud! I know you're supposed to be eating healthy but Uncle Fin and Aunt Pheobs want pancakes. How's that sound?"

He peered into the rear view mirror to catch Noah's eyes lit up like the forth of July.

"Yum!! Pancakes! Can I have extra EXTRA whip cream Aunt Pheobe!?"

"Of course you can, sweetie."

"Yaaaayyy!"

Fin enjoyed spending time with Noah. Phoebe and him had thrown around the idea of children but they came to terms with, they just didn't want to have a newborn at their age. Before Olivia started hiring sitters any chance they'd get they'd agree to watch him for her. It was Olivia's decision to start hiring help with Noah solely due to her own guilt of having them watch him so often. Truth be told, they both loved having the little guy around and they'd spend all their free time with him if they could.

Just as they got Noah out of his car seat and set him down on the ground to take his hand, a familiar voice rang through the street.

"Fin!"

"Ah MAN!" Fin stomped his foot as he said it.

"Don't sound so happy to see me." Elliot patted him on the back and made his rounds to say hello to Phoebe and then down to Noah, "is Lic with you?" He peered over Fins shoulder.

"My bad, Elliot. Didn't mean to be rude... and no. We have Noah for the night." He saw Elliot's expression, "was kind of hoping she was with you that's all, man."

"I'm going to take Noah inside it's cold. It was nice seeing you, Elliot." Phoebes shuffled Noah inside the diner to let him and Fin talk for a minute.

"Business or pleasure, Fin?" His eyes were hard. He's known him long enough to know if he'd lie.

"Well it ain't for work, Elliot. I'm sorry, man."

"I've been calling her cell. Explains why she hasn't answered. Who is it, do you know ?"

"No. She wouldn't say."

He knew he was telling the truth. Elliot had his hands shoved in his coat pockets and was now scowling down at the ground.

"Elliot, man, it's been a long time you know. You kind of just popped back up out of nowhere. Maybe she just needs more time."

"No. I know Fin. I know. It's my fault. You don't have to remind me, ok?"

"That's not what I was saying. I'm just saying... give her time."

"Was she going out or staying in, did she say?"

"She didn't. But don't go doing what I think you're thinking about doing, Elliot."

He raised his eyebrows and gave a smirk. Without a word Elliot turned and started walking away from Fin.

"Elliot!"

"Enjoy the pancakes!" He gave a backwards wave as he continued forward.

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The minute the door closed behind Fin and Noah Olivia felt Stevie come up behind her and click the dead bolt. She stayed facing the door as Stevie put her hands on Olivia's hips and nuzzled her nose into the back of her hair. Olivia was practically white knuckling the doorknob at this point to keep herself standing. The feeling of her behind her and having her almost pinned against the door excited her to no end.

"Liv". Stevie pressed into her more and Olivia dropped her head back, "what do you want?"

She couldn't breathe. As much as Olivia wanted this she was still nervous. What if she was no good? What was she expecting from her tonight? What did she get herself into?

Olivia turned herself around to lean against her front door. Nose to nose with Stevie she puts both hands on the side of her face to bring her in for another kiss. This time she lets her tongue roam completely around her mouth tasting her. She slowly and carefully grazes her teeth over Stevie's tongue and starts sucking on it. The moan Olivia's been holding back bellows out of her. Stevie brings a hand up to her face and holds Olivia by the chin, fingers tight on both sides of her face. She held them in that pose for a minute. Staring into her eyes. The look in Olivia's eyes was enough to drive her wild. She pounced. With her other free hand she pulled Olivia's hips closer to her and the hand that was holding her face was now behind the brunettes neck pulling her in. Olivia finally let her hands roam. She didn't know what she wanted to touch first. She had her hands wrapped in her hair at first and as the kiss grew deeper and deeper Stevie grabbed Olivia's hands and put them on her breast's breaking the ice for her. Squeezing her hands on top of Olivia's, she let out a moan. Olivia kept her hands right where she had left them and noticed Stevie let her own hands travel down her torso. Before she really could even register what was happening Stevie had snuck her own hand into her jeans and was rubbing herself while Olivia kissed her. The younger woman looked at Olivia with a puzzled look when she felt Liv drop her hand down and grab her wrist to get her to stop. Olivia didn't really know what she was doing but all she knew is she wanted to taste Stevie. She wasn't necessarily ready to go for it and go down on her quite yet but she wanted to taste her. She reached for her wrist without hesitation and stopped her in the middle of rubbing herself against her. She pulled her hand out of her pants and brought her fingers up to her mouth. Stevie just watched with devilish eyes. Olivia had this smoldering look on her face. She parted her lips and first kissed the wet tips of Stevie's finger letting her tongue graze the top quickly. Stevie let out a big breath. Liv took both of her fingers into her mouth and started sucking on them and twisting her tongue in between them, taking in every taste they had to offer. She finished and Stevie hooked her fingers over Olivia's bottom teeth like a fish hook. Olivia couldn't help but laugh. When she did that. With that Stevie took back her hand and grabbed Olivia's to pull her to a surface where she could get her on her back.

"Liv. Come on."

"Where are you taking me?"

"For now? The kitchen island."

"The island?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"The barstools are the perfect height."

Olivia's expression was 'shock' Stevie noticed when she looked at her. Mouth agape, eyebrows raised, nose crinkled. Yet the underlying curiosity and passion she saw in her eyes let her know Olivia knew exactly what she meant.

"You'll see."