Chapter 7

*Four Hours later*

Elliot went back to the spa to get Olivia after running a few errands and making dinner reservations at Arte, in Greenwich Village. The restaurant was not to far from Olivia's apartment, and it serves her favorite "Italian". He smiled and thought of how much fun they would have that night.

He reached the Spa to see Olivia dolled up in a new outfit and with make up on. He was speechless.

"So what do you think?" She asked as she did a turn for him.

"You l…l…look great!" he said as he tried to get his words together. She was wearing a V-neck baby blue sweater and a pleated black skirt, which was a little above the knee, and a black pair of two inch heel shoes.

They smiled at each other and Elliot said, "Let's go."

Olivia pulled on her jacket and followed Elliot out the door.
When they reached down to the car, Elliot opened the car door for her, but before she got in she turned to face Elliot and asked, "What are you trying prove Stabler?"

He smiled at her and said, "Nothing, can't I be a gentleman and open the door for my friend?"

"I got my eye on you Stabler!" She replied as she turned around and got in the car. He smiled and closed the door behind her, and ran over to the driver side and got in.

Half way to Olivia's apartment Elliot asked, "Do you have any formal gowns?"

"No, why?"

"Just asking," He said as he put on a sly smile and continued the silent ride to her apartment.

They reached her apartment and Elliot said, "I made dinner reservations for us."

"Where?" She asked a little excited.

"Arte" he said.

"Elliot you shouldn't have!"

"No Olivia, we are going."

"But-"

"No buts."

"I have nothing to wear! That's a very formal place Elliot," she explained.

"I know," he said as he went over to the bags he recently brought in and pulled out the contents. He was holding an ankle length, navy blue dress that flared out at the bottom. The top was embroidered with rhinestones and the neck line was low cut. The dress was the most gorgeous thing Olivia had ever seen. She looked up at Elliot. He smiled and handed her the dress and picked the other bag which held matching shoes. She took the shoes and asked, "How did do you know my size?"

"Well, I met up with Monique and she helped me find you something to wear."

She smiled and hugged him, "Thank you so much Elliot, I am going to get ready." She released him and walked into her room. Elliot held a smile as he watched her go into her room and said to himself, "God I am falling in love with this woman."