Olivia.
She agreed to escort Peter to a fancy fundraising party that the mayor was hosting at Cipriani's. It made sense being that they were both going to be there anyway, so why not go together, just as colleagues with no strings attached.
Yeah.
When he picked her up at her place he wasn't at all prepared for how incredible she'd look and when she opened the door. Putting her earring in her ear, he was speechless and she only had her hair and makeup done! Holy shit! He said in his mind before he could articulate words.
"You…wow! You look amazing!"
"Peter...work rules" she reminded him with her head cocked to one side as she secured the diamond teardrop before letting it go while the romantic smile disappeared from his face and was replaced by a more serious look.
"Right. It's just hard when…" he started say, trying to gesture towards it with his hands but deciding to give up. They had been trying unsuccessfully to put some order on this thing between them and so far...
"Come on in, I'll just be a minute." She said, still in her robe as he followed her inside and she went to the back of the apartment. "...help yourself to whatever you want" she yelled from her bedroom.
"Does that include you?" He mumbled and nearly died when she called to him from the bedroom as he stopped to take off his overcoat.
"Did you say something?"
"I said thank you," his hand on his chest, feeling his heart racing. He threw his coat over the back of the armchair while making a mental note that Olivia hears like a bat before he walked to the kitchen and looked around the apartment. He loved her place. It was cozy and so very Olivia. Unlike his place, he'd been in New York for over a year and still hadn't managed to add much character to it...or much furniture.
"...it's quiet…" he rose his voice this time so she'd heard him on purpose. "where's the little guy?" He asked as he poured himself a glass of water and began drinking.
"He's at a sleepover if you can believe it"
"Wow, that's a big step...for you"
"Tell me about it. I tried unsuccessfully to convince him that he'd be better off at home, but he wouldn't buy it" There was a brief silence before she came out of the bedroom looking like an absolute vision in a very fitted, belted, white gown that played beautifully against her skin. Peter was truly at a loss for words, nearly dropping his glass the second he saw her.
She looked ethereal! The one shouldered, long sleeved dress clung to her in all the right places while its length swept the floor; he seriously needed air right now!
She stood there in the brand new gown that she'd bought and had tailored to be sure that it hugged her body just right. After all, just because they weren't sleeping together didn't mean that she didn't want him to notice her when she put in the effort, and boy did he notice, doing a double take when he saw her..
"I know you said work rules, but I would be remiss if I didn't tell you how absolutely beautiful you are. You look incredible, Liv!"
With her eyes down and blushing. "Thank you...anyway, we'd better get going."
"Allow me" he said, picking up her wrap from the arm of the couch and with her back to him, gently placing it on her shoulders. God she smells like heaven! He thought, leaning in to get another whiff. Her scent was different tonight. It was...the scent she'd worn the last time they'd…"
"Done?" She asked him, noticing him lingering and trying not to laugh.
"Yeah...sorry...I was just- Hey, what's the perfume you're wearing? You've worn it once before but..."
A small smile crept across her face but she quickly wiped it off. "Blue Agava & Cacao…and we're gonna catch traffic if we don't head out now"
But just that fast, as if it were scripted, she was reaching for her handbag when all of the lights suddenly went out, leaving she and Peter standing completely in the pitch blackness of the apartment.
"Peter?" She softly called, unable to see him. Sighing relief under her breath when the flashlight from his phone came on.
"I'm here." He said calmly, shing the light towards the windows as he walked toward them. "Wow, it looks like the whole city is out"
"You're kidding me!" She said as she followed his light to the window and looked out. He was right, there wasn't a light to be seen anywhere. Just a cacophony of pissed off drivers unleashing their frustrations on their car horns.
"Looks like we're not going anywhere for now…" Peter said, turning away from the windows, but she had already made her way to the coffee table to grab her phone.
"I'm gonna call Noah" She said, already dialing as Peter made his way back to the kitchen.
"Good idea. Where do you keep the candles?"
…
An hour later, the lights were still out across the city and since the air conditioner was out, Peter had helped Olivia open the windows around the apartment and they now sat on the couch with his jacket and bowtie off, candles lit and an open bottle of wine just chatting.
"Who would have thought that being in this situation could be so relaxing?"
"This is as good as anything" he said as he sat his glass on the coffee table "...a nice glass of wine, being here in a blackout with you-" she immediately gave him a 'don't start' look. One that amused him."What do you want me to say, Liv? That I'd rather be at some stuffy party?" He laughed. "No, this beats there any night of the week."
She grinned as she sipped her wine. "You don't give up do you?"
"Why should I? I've made it no secret how I feel about you; how bad I want you"
"I'd better get out of this gown" she said as she got up from the couch, a grin on her lips. He really didn't give up. "...or are you afraid of the dark?"
Peter was genuinely amused by the question and smiled as he stood. "Am I afraid?" he started as he gently took her hand in his and started to play with her fingers, coiling his in between. "Wasn't it you who nearly freaked out when it went black?"
"Ha ha! I didn't nearly-freak-out…" She mused as she playfully snatched her hand away. He was much closer to her now. So close that he could take his hand and began to slowly trail up and down her bare arm giving them both goosebumps.
"Oh no?" His voice had dropped, coming out much lower and so damn sexy as he looked into her eyes, making her scream inside. He was gorgeous! That she couldn't deny no matter how much she tried. "Why are you so damned beautiful?" He whispered as he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her to him.
Her pulse suddenly quickened and she swallowed as she gave a small giggle and tried to look anywhere but at him. No luck as he placed this hand gently beneath her chin and tilted her head up so that she was looking at him. Her perfume was intoxicating to his senses, driving him insane at this point and he wondered where she had put it. He'd heard once that a woman puts it in all the places she wants to be-
"...I'd better go and-"
"Get out of that dress? I could help you with that" he said before he leaned in slowly and kissed her lips, lingering there as she felt his breath.
"Peter, don't…" She whispered, her voice fading in and out and pretty much just saying the words out of habit at this point. This couldn't happen again! But oh, her resolve was weakening; hell it was already gone. She wanted this; god how she wanted this!
"Let me make love to you…" kiss "or fuck you…" kiss "whatever you call it, I wanna feel you underneath me. Me giving you every bit of me until you literally have to beg me to stop...and we both know I don't disappoint!"
Her panties, at the mere thought of him and his prowess, they were soaked. She kissed him with such want, it burned as she popped his shirt open, buttons flying everywhere as he kissed her lips, while picking her up bridal style and carrying her to her bedroom.
"I know I should get home before Noah gets here" he said as he sat at the foot of her bed putting on his shoes the next morning. "...but last night, jesus you surprise me everytime." He said, referring to the claw marks that absolutely covered his back, arms and shoulders. Even his chest had a fair share that had already turned into welts.
"Sorry. I got a little carried away." She said, embarrassed as she sat up on her heels in the center of the bed, holding a sheet that dripped over her breasts and did little to cover her back. "But you know…"
"That this can't happen again? Yep, got it." Putting on his buttonless shirt, he smiled with his back to her before he walked over to the bed and to her surprise, grabbed her neck and kissed her like there was no tomorrow before what seemed like eons later, he released her, leaving a heaving mess in his wake.
"...except, you're already mine." He said confidently with a whisper into her ear. "I'll let myself out. Try to get some sleep before Noah gets home." He smiled as he left and Olivia just sat there, a kiss on her lips that her hand held there, and a smile, wondering if he was right.
Only time would tell.
