AN: Thank you for the interest and support for the first chapter! I hope you enjoy and have a great day!
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"Call Kathy" Olivia ordered as she handed him her cellphone. "If you don't then you'll be safer here than you will be at home".There were footsteps on the other side of the door and then the doorknob started to jiggle.
"You need to get out of here. If they see you we're dead" Elliot whispered, shoving her cellphone back into her hands. He couldn't be caught with that in his possession.
She ran up the stairs right as the front door burst open, her heart pounding so hard that she feared it would pop out of her chest. There was nowhere to hide. She had trapped herself like a damsel in a horror movie, and she had to come up with a plan, fast. She hid in the bathroom while she thought. Elliot's voice was growing louder and louder. They were close. She whipped off her shirt and flushed the toilet.
"Act like you're supposed to be here" She told herself.
She opened the bathroom door, channeling her inner sex kitten as she sauntered over to Elliot. Hopefully they wouldn't notice that she was shaking.
Thank God she wore her fancy bra today.
"Are you ready for me daddy? Oh, didn't know we were having a party. That's gonna be a hundred to watch, two-fifty to join, each" She practically purred as she wrapped her arms around Elliot's waist, burying her face into his neck. "Just go with it" She whispered into his ear before trailing open-mouth kisses down his neck.
Admittedly, she had fantasized about being with Elliot, but it was never in a dark, old house with two angry men threatening to kill them.
"Guy's gotta eat, huh?" He joked with a nervous chuckle. He tentatively ran his hands down her sides, resting them on her ass.
"Why so tense?" She asked, running her hands along his muscular back. She needed him to try to relax, or Bushido and Tybor were going to see right through their act and blow their brains out.
Olivia knew that he was thinking of Kathy and the kids, but there was a good chance that he would never see them again if he didn't play along.
Bushido reached into his pocket, pulling out a wad of cash. "Two hundred" He said, throwing the money at her. "We don't want to miss the show".
She felt like she was going to throw up. They weren't supposed to say that. Bushido was supposed to kick her out and remind "Mike" that he was there for business, not pleasure. Elliot cupped her face, looking deep into her eyes. He understood what had to be done, and he was telling her that it would be okay. He leaned in, kissing her deeply.
"Oh no, no, no" Bushido scolded. "You promised a show, now give us a show sweetheart" He said as he grabbed her arm, pulling her away from Elliot.
"There's no music" Elliot stammered, trying to find a way out of it.
"That's alright, big daddy. I don't need music to do my dance" She said with a wink. "Sit back and enjoy the show boys". She wore a sugar sweet smile, desperately trying to stay in character. She had done strip routines for boyfriends before, but the stakes were never this high and in those situations she was doing it for her own enjoyment too. First thing she had to do was set her stage. Bushido and Tybor stood on one side of the room and Elliot sat on the edge of the bed on the opposite side.
"Off my stage boys, please take your seats and enjoy the show" She gestured to the bed where Elliot was sitting as she kicked off her shoes.
"She's feisty. Good find Mike" Bushido congratulated.
Elliot could only nod as he watched his partner take her place in the center of the room, turning her back to them. It felt so wrong, watching as his partner swayed her hips to the beat of an imaginary song. To the left, to the right, to the left, to the right. Simply mesmerizing. Her hands ran up the sides of her body slowly, almost too slow for his liking. He wanted to know where she was going.
"Come on, Liv. You have to look at them at some point" She told herself, running her hands through her hair in the most seductive way she could manage. Using the momentum of her swaying hips, she turned herself around to face her adoring (or felonious) audience. Her eyes immediately found Elliot's, locking stares to try to block out the other two tucked her thumbs into the band of her pants, giving them the tiniest glimpse of her panties.
"Take them off" Tybor howled, earning himself an elbow from Bushido.
"Oh, these?" She asked with a coy smile. As swiftly as she could, she undid the button and zipper of her pants. Knowing how much Elliot loved her ass, she turned her back to them once more. Arching her back ever so slightly, she peeled her pants off her body, hearing the three men cheer. Olivia sashayed over to the men, falling to her knees before Elliot. As luck would have it, her hair fell into her face, giving him the opportunity to brush it behind her ear.
"You're not a fan of not being able to touch, are you?" She asked him with a wicked smile. He shook his head, unable to find his was just an act, a very good one at that. Her hands gently rested on his knees as she leaned forward. "Then maybe you could help me take this off? The clasp is right here" She pointed to the little black clasp in between her breasts. Her hands slid to his upper thighs, eliciting a sharp breath from him. One wrong move and her hand would be right-
Her thought was interrupted by Bushido's booming voice to her left.
"Do it Mike, or I will".
Elliot surprised everyone by wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her into his lap. Their lips met in a hungry kiss, and for a fraction of a second, Olivia was able to put the two men out of her head.
"Excuse me, but we're gonna need you two to move" Elliot said, shooing them away. They did as he was asked, taking their original places by the door. Her heart was beating even faster now, realizing that her strip tease had been the easiest part of the ordeal. This was completely new territory for them, and to explore it in these circumstances…
Elliot coaxed Olivia to lie down on her back, using his own body to shield her from their prying eyes.
His way of protecting her.
"We're gonna be okay", his whispered promise in her ear comforted her enough to keep going with their act.
"I don't want to see you" Bushido nearly shouted in protest.
"Hey, I'm paying her to do what I want. My girl, my choice".
He leaned down and kissed her again as he tugged at her panties, deciding that they could leave her bra on. "I'm sorry" He mouthed as he pulled them down. This wasn't supposed to happen to them.
"We're gonna be ok" She whispered one last time.
Bushido kicked her out the second they were done. Elliot gave her a quick kiss and another whispered apology as Tybor pulled her out of the room and down the hall still naked with the exception of her bra. Bushido grabbed her clothes and followed them out. He tossed her the clothes and watched as she pulled on her panties. As much as she wanted to punch him in the face, she had to stay in character.
"Hope I see ya again sugar" She said with a wink. "Behind bars" She added in her head. Bushido grinned and stepped towards her. Before she knew what was happening she was shoved outside and her clothes scattered on the front lawn while the door slammed behind her.
Lovely.
She covered herself the best she could as she ran around and gathered the rest of her clothes. The door burst open again and her shoes flew through the air, crashing on the ground next to her.
"Thanks sugar!" She yelled, but "Go to hell" was what she really wanted to say. Once she had all of her belongings she ran to the squad car and started to get dressed. She had eyes on the house, trying to watch as she struggled to get herself together. Right as her shirt blocked her view, she could hear squealing tires.
They were moving.
"Shit" She cursed as she fixed her shirt. The shoes would have to wait. She had a perp to follow.
"Elliot!"
She pushed through the crowd and dropped to her knees. He had been hurt on the job before but this was different. He was struggling to stay conscious and all he could say was "Bushido" and one weak "Liv". She radioed for a bus, but all she could think about was how this was all her fault. If she would have minded her own business she never would have talked to Kathy. Then she never would have compromised Elliot's cover by going to his "house". She put them both at risk over a marital spat that she had no right to involve herself in. She ruined their partnership, their friendship, and probably his marriage.
Would he tell Kathy what happened tonight? How could he share a bed with her with a secret like that laying between them?
"I'm sorry" She cried as the medics arrived.
She would find a way to make things right.
