a/n: the song is Give me just one night ( una noche) by 98 degrees. Enjoy! BTW: I've never tangoed before in my life so I hope that this is okay!
Give Me Just One Night
"Why are we here?" My partner moaned, rubbing her sore ankles. "My legs are killing me from that chase earlier, I really don't need to learn to dance!"
I chuckled softly, "Liv, we're here because Cragen wants us to be ready for our upcoming undercover stint!"
She growls again, "I still don't get it, I mean, it's not like we're gonna be tango teachers or anything!"
She's right actually. Our upcoming job involves a honeymoon in Manhattan where we are to play a newly wed couple. Might I mention that we are a newly wed couple who aren't supposed to be able to take their hands off of each other? In fact, this whole dance thing was my idea, a reason to get more comfortable with each other's bodies.
I've only just realized how much she means to me. How I love my partner with every fiber of my being and that I want to spend as much time with her as possible.
"I know," I answer her, "but we've got to be believable!" she throws me a dirty look.
"We're always believable. Why else do you think that they always stick us together?"
"Because we make a cute couple?" I tease and chuckle again when she sticks her tongue out at me.
"You wish!"
God yes, I do wish! And I know that she needs me as much as I need her, even if she won't admit it!
"So do you!" I counter quickly, opening the door of the dance studio for her.
If you're tellin'
me you want me
Hold me close all through the night
I know,
deep inside you need me
No one else can make it right
We step out of the rain and into the air conditioned building and I gingerly take the coat from her shoulders. Our eyes scald each other when they meet and I can already feel the anticipation washing over me. I hold her gaze for a long moment, trying to read her thoughts and feelings, wishing that I could be psychic just for this hour and a half so that I could know every word that stampedes through her mind. For some awkward reason I almost find myself believing that she wants me to show her all of my love. But I could be imagining things…occupational hazard.
The Senora takes the coat from my grasp and pulls us out onto the dance floor. I just tossed my tie and popped the first two buttons on my dress shirt but Olivia has gone all out. I know that part of her is secretly excited about this. I am too but for a different reason. I can't wait to hold her, but she can't wait to learn. Her dress falls to her ankles and clings to her curves with a long slit up to her right thigh. It's low in the front and the thin straps cross across her back to hold it in place. Her shoes are black pumps that she's called character shoes and I know that I would die dancing in; but she seems alive still. Very alive.
We are a little late and Senora takes no time in introducing herself and shaking our hands. Her name is Elena Alvarez and she has been tangoing since she was seven. She explains that most of the tango involves body contact and she tells me to just hug my partner close for a moment. At first I think Olivia is going to protest but she slides easily into my arms and wraps her hands around my waist.
This is going to be fun, as long as I remember to keep breathing.
Don't you try
to hide the secrets
I can see it if your eyes
You said the
words without speaking
And i'm gonna make you mine
After a fast remark about how cute we are together, Senora moves us into a starting pose. Olivia has her left arm draped over my shoulder and her hand resting on the left side of my neck. My right arm is holding her snugly against me while my palm rests flat on the warm skin of her back. Our other hands are clasped together with our elbows comfortably bent.
We asked for a crash course and we are definitely going to get it. I also think that Liv has done this before.
Her left foot moves forward while my right one shifts back. She stops me from nearly falling on my ass and her eyes sparkle with silent laughter. It occurs to me that our steps are completely opposite each other and that's not the way I want things. We are supposed to flow together like water. Instead we're more like a ying-yang. Beautiful together but totally separate. Her right foot passes her left and steps to the side. While my left foot mimics her right and takes a slid far to the left. It feels like we're going to fall over. But hey, I have her in my arms. Mine.
Sometimes I find myself wishing that Olivia didn't have morals. That we could fall into my bed together and love each other all night but then I remember that the Liv with good intentions is the Liv that I fell in love with. I wouldn't change her for the world. But if I could spend a second at her side as more than a partner, I'd show her exactly what she was missing. Me.
Give me just
one night, una noche
A moment to be by your side
Give me just
one night, una noche
I'll give you the time of your life
The
time of your life
Ohhhh
Give you the time of your life
Oh
baby yeah
We both pick up the steps quickly and I marvel at how we haven't spoken since we entered the building yet we are now in perfect sync. We keep practicing. The other couples are long since gone and the Senora is off in another building rehearsing for a competition tomorrow. We just dance.
Every move she makes, rubs her body up against mine and I feel like I'm about to go insane. I'm crazy about her in general but having her this close to me and touching me like a gentle lover is almost too much! I want her pliable before I try anything out. Right now she is still too serious.
I let my fingers rub small circles into the skin of her back and I feel her press even closer to me, her hand teasing my neck. In one step, her left foot steps over my right leg but her footing slips and in an attempt to catch her, we both end up tumbling onto the studio floor. Me, crouching over her tired form. I want her eyes to betray her again so I do the only thing my body lets me. I kiss her.
Love and
passion make me crazy
Your existence makes me wild
Wanna
loosen up your feelings
To see what's hiding inside
At first her body tenses under mine but then her lips give back what they took. Her arms come up to grasp my shoulders and I let my tongue slide past her swollen lips and into her hot mouth. It's as if our mouths took over where we left off and they tango together until we both need gulps of air.
The love I see in her eyes is outweighed by the fear of rejection that is also lodging in her mocha colored orbs. I love her so damned much.
Give me just
one night, una noche
A moment to be by your side
Give me just
one night, una noche
I'll give you the time of your life
The
time of your life
Ohhhh oh yeah
Oh baby
"Liv," I'm almost out of breath, "I love you!"
She makes a purring noise in the back of her throat and starts answering in an unintelligible language. Spanish.
"oh mi dios. ¿Es usted serio? ¿por qué usted no me dijo más pronto? te quiero también socio. Tengo siempre y yo siempre voluntad."
"Liv," I mumble again when she finishes her rant. "I'm a dumb American, remember?"
She laughs lightly, "I love you too El!" she says under her breath and I catch her mouth with mine again. Not bothering to pick us up off of the floor.
Ay, que rico
Me pone loca
Como te mueve
Como me toca
Tu movimiento
Tu sentimiento
Si, yo te quiero
Te doy la noche
Toda
la noche
Ay, vamos!
"Dancing makes me thirsty," she says rather slyly, evading my eyes with hers. "Want to get a glass of wine at my apartment?"
I don't even have to answer her question. I just got my permission to show her what we could have together. I got my one night!
"Let's go baby!" I say, helping her to her feet and to the door, but not before waving at the little camera that I know Cragen and Munch set up. I hope that their night is going as well as mine is.
Give
me just one night, just one night baby
A moment to be by your
side
Give me just one night, just one night oh baby
I'll give
you the time of your life
Give me just one night
The End…..
