Chapter 8

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"...nine thirty," Olivia said to Noah as he stood in the doorway to her bedroom. She sat at her vanity fixing her hair and makeup.

"But it's friday…" Noah whined.

"...and you're seven," she grinned. "you can't stay up all night. Nine thirty." Noah stood, pouting for a moment, folding his arms over his chest and simultaneously thinking of how he could get her to ease up a little on his bedtime. "Noah…"

He knew then from her tone that she wouldn't budge and said the thing that had been sitting on his mind all day.

"Why can't I go with you and Peter?"

"Honey, it's not that kind of gathering." She said then to put perfume on her wrist and below her ears. She was about to add some to her decolletage when Noah spoke up.

"Do you love him yet?" She stopped and grinned.

"Baby, love doesn't work like that." She said, although she was just lying to herself.

Noah made a whimpering sound before she reached towards him and mussed his hair. What would it take? He wondered, just as he heard the apartment door slam.

"Anybody home?" They both heard Peter call. That perked Noah right up and he broke a smile suddenly forgetting his problems as he ran to greet him.

"Peter!" Noah cried as he hopped excitedly up and down.

"Hey bud," Peter lifted and kissed him, then put him back down. "Where's mom?" He asked as he took off his coat and hung it on the rack by the door.

"In her room getting ready. What's that in your hand?"

Peter looked at his left hand, feigning surprise at the small bag it was holding. "That's odd, where'd this come from?"

"Is it for me?" Noah asked, his hands folded in supplication and a huge grin on his face.

...

Twenty minutes later, Lucy had gotten there and was in the kitchen preparing a salad while Peter and Noah were on the floor in front of the tv playing the video game that Peter bought Noah, and from the looks of it, Peter's team was winning. That is until Olivia entered the room. She looked gorgeous in the fuschia jacket-dress she was wearing. Short, double breasted, form fitting, and sexy!

"Sorry about the wait, but I am ready and on time I might add." Damn! How was it that simply being near this man, made her feel so giddy? Especially when she looked at him looking ridiculously handsome in this hand tailored suit that he wore with no tie. She could practically see those muscles beneath his clothes… "you look incredible, by the way."

"Thanks…" He said, staring unusually hard but he was absolutely speechless! She looked beautiful with her hair down in curls, and her dress showed off her incredible figure and was just low-cut enough to show off her cleavage. But the thing that had him at a loss for words were the black, over-the-thigh, stiletto boots she was wearing. While Lucy complimented her and Noah was busy using Peter's distracted state to his advantage, Peter slowly looked Olivia over from head to toe, then from toe to mid thigh, over and over.

"I...WOW!" Peter declared, standing up and approaching her. He tried to control his libido as he swallowed hard and she smiled. Was she trying to make him explode? Trying to kill him...right here? He thought as he kept staring at her in those damn boots. Those damn sexy, fits-like-a-second-skin, 'fuck me' boots! They must have been at least 5 inches and they went up her long, gorgeous legs, just dipping under the hem of her dress… "JESUS CHRIST! You look amazing!"

She smiled, looking down. She was obviously still so uncomfortable taking compliments on her looks

"TOUCHDOWN!" Noah squealed as he jumped up, threw the controller down, and started dancing.

Going up the restaurant in the elevator, they were thankful that they were alone, it gave him more time where he could kiss Olivia and kiss her he did. He had her cornered in that elevator

"You are so fucking sexy, Ms. Benson! Do you have any idea what you are doing to me in those boots?"

"You really don't have an off switch, do you?" She said playfully as the elevator came to the top floor and stopped, the doors opening.

"Are you kidding? When my woman is tantalizing my senses with the way she looks and smells?"

"Your woman, huh?"

"All mine!" He said proudly as they quickly gathered themselves and stepped out just as he whispered something in her ear causing her to laugh.

They checked their coats in and the hostess escorted them to their table where Kevin was already seated, his short dreads laying neatly. He was having drinks with another black man who had a bald head, and a brunette white girl with tattooed arms that were shown off by her sleeveless blouse.

"Speak of the devil." Kevin said when he saw Peter and Olivia approaching and looking like the very picture of a couple in love.

"Woah!" Malcolm uttered when he got a glimpse of Olivia. "THAT'S how you date an older woman!"

"Aren't you married?" Kevin uttered.

"Don't mean I can't look, my brother.

"She's beautiful." Katelyn said as she sipped her wine. The men at the table stood up when they saw Peter and Olivia approaching.

A bit later, they had all gotten acquainted with each other. Olivia already knew Kevin of course, he was a techie who ran his own company on Long Island. Malcolm was making serious waves as a lawyer who specialized in human rights, taking and winning cases all over the country. And Katelyn, was a lawyer in Chicago, in fact, she'd taken over Peter's old position as the Cook County assistant state's attorney.

"So how are things back in Chicago?" Peter asked Katelyn as he ended his call and put his phone back in the breast pocket of his jacket.

"You know Jeffries…" Katelyn joked as she too ended her call and slipped her phone in her pants pocket..

"I do," Peter laughed. "Though little secret, I miss working for him...he really was a great boss and mentor."

Over at the table, Olivia and Malcolm were talking.

"...so, Special Victims. I don't envy you, but it's very commendable what you do."

"It gets heavy," Olivia answered, sipping her drink.

"If I may, I know that most don't even last two years in your unit…"

"So why do I stay?"

"If you don't mind,"

"Well, you work for human rights, so part of you understands."

"Point taken."

"I just wish that it didn't take so much time away from my son, but he understands that I'm doing something for the greater good."

"You have a son?" Malcolm asked, sparked by this new turn in the conversation.

"Here we go…"Kevin said, laughing into his drink

"Man, shut it." Malcolm jokingly said to him then turned back to Olivia. "So do I," he pulled out his phone and showed a picture of his boy. "This is Dante." A beautiful dark caramel-skinned child with a close cropped haircut. The child was obviously the light of his life; it was evident in the way he practically burst with pride just mentioning him.

"He's gorgeous!" She mused, staring at the photo and showing one of Noah. "This is Noah" she beamed.

"Seven?"

"He is!" She smiled, "lemme guess, six, right?"

"He is...and twin girls are on the way in seven weeks, which is why my wife couldn't join us, her doctor wouldn't let her fly.

"Congratulations." She said and put a bite of bread in her mouth as Peter and Katelyn came back, Peter kissing her cheek before he sat down.

"So sorry about that. I hope Malcolm didn't bore you!" Peter joked as he put his arm around Olivia's waist.

"He bored me!" Kevin laughed.

"I was just telling Olivia about Dante and the twins-"

"How is True?" Peter asked before he sipped his drink.

"She's well. Excited for the babies to come. Why didn't you tell me Olivia had a son?" He asked Peter.

"Because this is the first time I've seen you all week."

Malcolm thought about it, "...so ANYWAY, Olivia…" He said amid laughter from the table as the waiter arrived with their entrees.

"...I love you more and I'll see you in the morning," Olivia said into her phone. "Yes, I'll tell him." She laughed "Sleep tight sweet boy."

She was putting her phone in her purse when she stopped walking and looked towards the table at Peter and his friends. They were a great bunch and she was glad that she'd gotten to meet them but all she could think about was Malcolm and his children. She was genuinely happy for him, but inside, it opened up those insecurities she felt on a whole new level now.

She was again reminded of Peter's age- he was so much younger than she was- almost thirteen years and she could see in his eyes that he felt Malcolm's excitement at being a dad and now having more children. She was again reminded that she had begun menopause and couldn't do that for him. Regardless of how he tried to assure her, she knew that children were important to him. Maybe she and Peter- suddenly he saw her from across the room and he smiled as he locked eyes with her. Those deeply beautiful, sexy and sincere eyes; it's like he could read her mind and his eyes eased it somewhat as she went back to the table.

Through the night, they talked about a myriad of subjects, reminisced on old times, talked about the present and their plans for the future among other things. Although Peter couldn't tell the group what his immediate plans were - at least not while Olivia was there. Though in the last week, he'd told Kevin and Katelyn that what he felt for her was beyond anything he'd ever felt for anyone. By the time the night was over, they'd all promised to get together more often and Malcolm told him that he'd call him tomorrow after he got home. They had something important to discuss.

It was late when they'd headed home, being slightly after midnight when he and Olivia burst through the door like they were in heat with the way they kissed- sloppily, deep, and sensual. Their tongues were dancing about their mouths and all over each other. Olivia dumped her purse and keys right there in the doorway, coats and his jacket dropping all without them ever tearing their lips away from each other. She, having quickly forgotten about her insecurities from earlier.

Peter kicked the door closed with his foot just as Olivia backed him against it and fumbled for the locks while they kissed, barely turning them before Peter spun her around and pinned her against the door.

"I have been waiting since your living room to get you alone!" He said through soft bites along her neck as he quickly undid the buttons on her dress and she undid his belt, then his pants.

"Well now you have me!" She said looking into his eyes.

"...now I have you!" He brought his lips to hers and kissed her aggressively as he got her buttons undone and then unzipped the dress. He had to look down at her to appreciate every bit of her as the dress came undone. Her breasts, gently held by a black lace bra. He kissed them each before burying his head between them and planting kisses there and worked his way down to her waist. There, he softly brushed his lips against her belly button before he tickled it with his tongue, making her laugh and then she let out a deep sigh.

He fucked her on the table by the door. He had waited all night for this, to have her this close, nothing between them but air. Her long, beautiful legs in those sexy, leather boots, drawn up around his waist as she cried out while he thrust hard into her. By the time they finished hours later, there wasn't a spot in the apartment that they hadn't fucked in or on.

...

The following morning, after a night of letting Peter have his way with her. They were in his bed fast asleep. They both began to stir as the light from the sun shone on them through the windows and directly into their eyes. Olivia, without opening hers, groaned and ducked her head under the covers while Peter simply blocked the sun by throwing his arm over his face.

"Next time, close the blinds!" She murmured as she kissed his gorgeously sculpted chest, suddenly reappearing from under the covers.

"I don't know where the remote is," he said as she found his lips and kissed them with her eyes still closed. "Mmm, hi…" he smiled.

"So I didn't dream last night?"

"No ma'am!" He said as he claimed her gorgeous lips.

"I guess those boots really did turn you on."

"Oh yes they did! And I thank you for wearing them."

She smiled just as he claimed her lips in a smoldering kiss. "We've gotta go take a shower." She smiled, pecking his lips. "if I know my son, he'll be up and trying to get Lucy to let him have an entire box of cereal." She said as he climbed on top of her..

"Right, right now?" He mumbled against her collarbone. "He'll probably be asleep for at least another hour."

"I'm listening…"

"...you feel that?" He said, referring to his erection that was at full staff.

"It's hard not to…" she said as he kissed his way down her body, then back up again.

"...holy…" she murmured as she felt the tiny, sensuous bites he placed to her neck, while he held his dick to rub the tip against her slit...she was already lost in the pleasure she felt.

She let out a squeak and then a loud moan as she felt him enter her, while at the same time, she felt a cramp. But, she would never get tired of the feeling of him. That stretch and that fullness as he began slowly moving in and out. She noticed every ridge in his penis and it electrified her.

"Oh god...Peterrrr"

"Hmmmm?" He responded as he fucked her deep and sucked her nipple into his mouth. She smiled as she bit her bottom lip, and moaned as she met his thrusts.

"Almost ready?" Peter asked, knocking as he came past Noah's room door. Since he didn't have work today and Olivia did for a few hours, he volunteered to watch Noah and get him to his game that they were cutting the time close for since they went out after Olivia left and did some sightseeing around the neighborhood.

"Almost," Noah said as he picked up his overnight bag. His baseball stuff was already in the living room. But he looked pressed about something.

"You alright bud?"

"She won't do it."

Peter was lost. "Who won't do what?"

"Mommy…"

"This is going completely over my head. Remind me, what won't she do?" He said as he took a seat on Noah's bed.

"I've been trying to make her love you but she's tough!" The child said, exasperated as he sat beside Peter who was laughing.

"She is tough… but you know what? Love doesn't exactly work that way, bud."

"That's what mommy said. But I want it to work that way. If it does, then you guys can get married and then you can be my dad for real! I just don't want you to go away."

"Hey, listen to me. I will never go away from you, no matter what. You hear me?" Noah nodded. "I love you, and I will always be here for you!"

"I love you too, Peter!" Noah cried as they hugged each other tight. "Will you really always be here for me?" He asked and Peter pulled away to look him in the eye.

"My dad taught me early on that the true measure of a man is his word; you give your word to somebody and you always come through on it."

"Sort of like, if you don't mean it, don't say it?"

"Exactly like that."

"And what about mom?"

"Your mom and me...it's complicated."

"What does complicated mean?"

"It means that it's not easy. But I promise you, we're doing okay."

Noah smiled, relieved. If Peter didn't mean it, he wouldn't say it.

"Now, what do you say we go to that ballfield and show that other team what you're made of?"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah? ...okay. let's get the car loaded and get going." And he picked Noah up and headed for the door.

...

At the precinct, Olivia sat working on her computer when Casey entered her open office door, knocking. With her head down, and busy writing with her right hand as she tapped the computer keys with her left, Olivia, not having looked up to see, called for whoever it was to come in.

"Look at you," Casey said as she walked in. Olivia looked up when she heard Casey's voice, and glad to see her friend, she took her glasses off as she smiled.

"This is a nice surprise."

"And I come bearing gifts...well gift," she laughed as she handed Liv a large cup of coffee.

"You're a godsend!" Olivia said, wasting no time in taking a long sip as Casey sat.

"So, tell me about last night, how was it?"

Olivia took on a dreamy look and she smiled as she savored her coffee. "We must have made love everywhere in that apart-"

"Uh, I meant dinner!" Casey said laughing

"I knew that," Olivia said, trying to live down her embarrassment, but Casey was enjoying herself laughing. "It was really good...Peter's friends are amazing."

"...minus Kevin,"

Olivia giggled. She still thought that neither he nor Casey gave it time to work considering they were both drunk and very horny when they hooked up. Not a great mix. Not a bad one, but not a great one either, and she told Casey so.

Kevin was actually very interesting. He had a lot to say, he was funny, insightful- as were all of his friends. I really got to see Peter through their eyes." She smiled causing Casey to smile at her.

"You really do love him." Olivia just blushed at the statement; grinning ear to ear. "Oh god, this is weird, seeing you all sissy." She laughed.

"I know. It's weird and strange and lovely and I hate to sound like a girl…"

"Too late!"

"Anyway," she laughed, "I gotta get going. Noah has a pre-game today and I promised we'd both be there." She said as she got out of the program she was working in and started to put her files away.

"Mind if I tag along? It's been a while since I've seen my nephew play."

"Noah would love that." She said while she dialed a number as they walked out of her office. "...hey..." her voice dropped several octaves and Casey rolled her eyes, playfully.

...

At the ballpark, Olivia and Casey arrived and sat down just as the kids were on the field warming up.

"Hey you!" Peter said and kissed Olivia just as Noah saw her and quickly ran over.

"You made it!" He was so excited as he kissed and hugged her.

"I told you I would."

"Aunt Casey!" He threw his arms around her.

"What are you doing here?" Kevin asked as he made his way to his seat before Peter.

"I came to watch my nephew play, I could ask you the same." She scoffed.

"I was here first so I don't owe you an explanation, but I'm here for moral support! Isn't that right, Noah?" Noah was unsure how to respond to this little disagreement, and looked at the two of them, then at Olivia and Peter.

"I...gotta go!" He said and ran back to the field.

Later that afternoon, after the game was over…

"You've got a future pro ball player with my nephew," Casey told her in all seriousness. Casey loved the game. She'd even gotten into college on a softball scholarship, so to see Noah play such a great game today almost brought tears to her eyes.

"I can't believe a seven year old plays like that." Peter bragged. "He's really good!"

"Mother of a jock." Olivia joked, as Noah ran over to them.

"Did you guys see me pitch? Just like you told me, Peter," he beamed proudly "and I struck him out!" Noah said as he jumped into his arms and hugged him, not caring that he was out in public and his friends could see.

"I saw, and you were awesome!" Peter said. "Great job buddy."

"Yeah, that was a pretty good game squirt!"

"Congratulations honey. I'm so proud of you!" Olivia said, messing his already unruly curls.

"Thanks mom, aunt Casey." Though secretly, he was most flattered that Peter was proud of him.

"How about we catch a movie when you come home tomorrow?" Olivia told him. He looked back at Peter.

"Will you come too?" Peter and Olivia looked at each other, Peter never got tired of the fact that Noah wanted him around so much.

"Uh, hello? What am I, chopped liver?" Casey said to Noah as she tickled him.

"Sorry aunt Casey!" He screamed, laughing so hard at her tickling that wouldn't let up. "Ahhhh! Noooo! Peter, help meeee!" He was a squirming mess in Peter's arms by the time she quit, all of them laughing. "You can come too!"

"That's better. I gotta get going, baby. But great, great game!" She said and kissed him.

"Thanks ant Casey." He smiled.

"Olivia kissed his head. "Come on, I'll say goodbye to Ayanna and Davis before you go."

"Peter too?"

Olivia broke with a warm smile as she looked up at Peter. She couldn't refuse this kid; not that she wanted to in this instance. "Peter too. Come on." And they walked off with their arms around one another as he carried Noah.

"Did I win again?" Olivia said sarcastically as Peter let out an exasperated groan.

"You know, you are way too happy to keep killing me!"

"Are you mad because you got beat by a girl, Stone?"

"I'm upset because that girl is a savage!" He said as he pulled her on his lap. "Are you always like this?"

"Only when I win…" she laughed as she put her arms around him. They stared at each other, him looking into her eyes and he smiled as he caressed her face, causing her to blush as she asked in an almost whisper, "...what?"

He smiled at her. "Nothing," then put his lips to hers and kissed her passionately, their mouths seeking each others' earnestly before she pulled back and looked at him. She gently held his neck with a hand on either side, her fingers caressing the hairs at his nape.

"How about we ditch the dinner reservation and stay in tonight? We can order in,"

"Only if we can go one last round?"

"One more, huh?"

"I need to win my pride back, you savage!"

"Careful what you ask for." She laughed.

...

Later that night, as they were finishing up the dinner dishes, he brought up what he had been waiting all day to discuss with her. When Malcom called him earlier, he'd called about a job offer. His firm was opening a New York office and they wanted somebody to run it. That's why Malcolm was in meetings all week. He'd recommended Peter for the job and the bosses wanted to meet with him in a couple of weeks. Peter wanted to get Olivia's input on it, wanted to know what she thought and now the time seemed perfect to talk about it.

Olivia reached behind to pull herself up on the countertop, facing him.

"Is it something you want to do?"

"Honestly? I don't know- I mean it's a hell of an offer...plus the pay is great- not that I'm hurting, I mean I've been smart with my money…" and he had. Since his days of playing professional baseball, over two years he'd made a couple million dollars and smarts led him to invest it wisely and grow it. Now, years later he'd turned that two-million into a not-so-small fortune and it was still growing. "...but it would be interesting to see what kind of mark I could make…"

"But…?" She took another sip from her wine glass.

"But I just feel like I'd be walking away from a job that needs me."

"...I think any job that you're good at needs you, and you've worked so hard to get to where you are but…" she said as she sat her glass down on the counter beside her. "...I also think that you'll do great, whatever you decide."

Peter was confused, having expected her to be against it. Sure, the lawyer in him had been prepared to argue the good of refocusing his talents, but instead, once again she'd surprised him. "...you do?" He asked, still not quite believing that she was going about this so easily.

Laughing as she looped her arms around his neck, "Yes,"

"Yes?"

"You have a conscience; one that I've never seen you ignore, and it's what'll set you aside if you decide to take them up on their offer. Peter, do you want this?"

"I don't not want this, but it's a lot to think about. Luckily they gave me ample time to consider, but even still..." He looked down a moment before he looked back up at her. He just never knew it could feel so good having someone that he could share his dreams with, who'd listen and was excited for him. He knew that once he'd found his footing after baseball that he'd stop at nothing to make his plans for his future materialize but having this, having someone who'd help him to make those dreams become reality...hell, with this woman in his corner, he couldn't help but feel like the sky was the limit! Then of course he thought about his and Noah's talk earlier. He and Olivia were doing good, he thought great. They were headed in the right direction...he loved this woman!

Standing between her legs, he put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, kissing her neck.

"Peter…" she moaned, but Peter continued kissing, sucking at her neck. He had a mouth full of her and was quickly making a hickey on her neck in between kisses. "Baby, you're gonna mark me…"

"Would it be so bad?" He murmured and she sank against him with a smile as he continued driving her insane.

"It's been a long day…" he looked up at her and smiled as he started to kiss her lips but she put her hand up between them. "...and I am going to take full advantage of your incredible shower." She said as she jumped down and began to walk towards the stairs of his cavernous apartment.

"What about your incredible boyfriend, don't you want to take advantage of him too?"

"I don't know, can he make me feel as good as his shower can?"

...

She wondered if she even had to ask such a question. With the shower literally raining from the ceiling, she was backed against one of the walls with him fucking her so perfectly deep! Even with the water running from the shower, drenching them both as her hands were pinned to the wall. Even as he, with his free hand, explored her body. He teased her mouth with his tongue as he caressed her breast, pinching her hard nipple, before taking it in his mouth and sucking hard.

"...right there…oh god right there...oh god...OH SHIT!" She cried loudly. "Peter…!" Her hands were pinned above her head and she was so unbelievably wet and moaned deeply as he pushed into her over and over.

Lost in the pleasure of this perfection, she was disoriented when he suddenly pulled out from her.

"Turn around, baby," It came as a demand, and she was so turned on at this point, she wasted no time in taking position against the wall, her hands against it. The water from the ceiling continuing to rain down on them. Peter gave her ass a playful slap before he dropped to his knees and planted kisses all over it.

Her mind raced with that slap. He hit her wet ass and the sting of her flesh was amazing! Who knew she liked this shit; being spanked? She wanted to feel more of this and she bit her lip before she asked him to please do it again.

"Which part?"

With trepidation, she paused a moment but quickly worked up the nerve. We're both grown-ups, and what we chose to do consensually... "My ass… slap it again!"

She stood with her mouth open, loving the attention her ass was receiving. It stung, but it felt so good, and eventually she encouraged him to do it harder. It culminated with him once again on his knees, running his hands over her now reddened backside, attempting to soothe it. He carefully caressed and kissed it. He even gave a playful bite to it, all while she stood there in ecstasy.

"I should have you smack it more often…" she laughed. That's when she felt a finger at her puckered hole, and she was lost.

"...oh my...Peter baby…Aaaaaaahhhh!" Rubbing and teasing it… This felt divine! She wasn't a virgin to anal play, but it had been years, like, since college years since she'd had a lover who wasn't afraid to… "Peterrrrr!" She sighed as that finger entered her ass. "Oh my godddd!"

"Is this okay, baby?" He wanted to be sure that everything he did brought her pleasure, and her moans and sighs of rapture told him just that.

He slowly worked his finger in and out of her rectum and when it had a tiny gape, he withdrew it. He spread her ass cheeks and began to lick her. He went up and down her ass crack before his tongue zeroed in on her beautiful pink rectum. It was a surprise even to her and she practically melted at the unexpected but definitely welcome intrusion. She was definitely a virgin to this aspect!

"Holy...GODDDDD!"

He smiled at her reaction. Giving him incentive to keep going. He bathed her with his tongue more, while he reached up to hit the button on the wall that stopped the shower and he dived back in. Olivia was in heaven and very vocally let it be known while she clawed at the shower tiles as his tongue went even deeper into her asshole.

Later that night, Olivia was out to the world, had been for hours now. But Peter's mind was restless. He looked over at her lying there so peacefully, so beautifully in the dark of the room. He had thoroughly satisfied her in every way imaginable. She had begged him to fuck her ass; not that she needed to. He was well on his way to hoping that she would. When he slipped in as he had her against the shower wall, it was absolutel ecstasy for both of them! He had to fuck her slowly at first, but once she got into it…

He smiled at the thought as he brought the covers up around her gorgeous form then kissed her before he put on his robe, slipped out of the room and made his way downstairs.

Peter walked through the still-empty dining room and into the huge open kitchen. He hadn't made the time to decorate the apartment, even with curtains since he'd moved in and made a mental note as he got to the refrigerator that he'd let Olivia do something with it as he just had the barest minimum throughout the place.

Getting a bottle of water out of the fridge, he opened it and began drinking, not realizing how thirsty he was as he neared the bottom of the bottle just that fast. He opened the drawer under the cabinet and put the bottle in the recycle bin before he made his way to the giant naked window of the dining room and stood there looking out on the city. It was so quiet this late and he loved the stillness. It brought a calm that was serene.

He thought again about his and Noah's talk from earlier today. Who knew that an almost eight-year-old kid could be so insightful? He layed down for Peter exactly what he wanted, ironically the very same things he himself wanted. He just wondered if Olivia had been so receptive to it all when Noah said those things to her. He couldn't lose her. He didn't care that she was older; he loved her more than he'd ever loved any woman. She and Noah were like home to him and it had been a long time since he'd known what that felt like. He knew that she was doubtful about them because of her age. She thought that he cared but in all honesty, it didn't matter to him. He wanted to make a family with the three of them. Hell, he already loved Noah just like a proud father. He thought the world of that kid and he didn't care if Liv couldn't give him more children. They could adopt or use a surrogate…

"What are you thinking? She hasn't even said that she wants this and you're already making plans for the future." He laughed to himself as Olivia suddenly appeared behind him wearing a sheet that she was holding together, and touched his shoulder causing him to jump.

"It's just me," she said quietly from behind him. He smiled and turned to face her in the dark of the room that was lit by the moon and streetlights from outside and shone through the giant windows.

"What are you doing up?" He asked as he wrapped her in his arms to shield her from the cold of the apartment. He still hadn't gotten on to turning on the heat at night and the night time temperatures definitely got chilly this time of year.

"I reached for you and you weren't there… it got a little lonely without you."

"I'm right here." He said and hugged her.

She loved this. Being here with him like this. Him holding her like this.

"...I'm always gonna be here for you."

She'd never had a man that let her let her guard down, who allowed her to just be this soft, pink, sensitive girl in front of him. Even when she fought it because she was used to it. She felt protected with him. Could she take care of herself? Hell yes, but with him she didn't have to, and she loved that feeling. She pulled back, looking him deep in his eyes, searching them as hers were filled with tears.

"Hey...hey, what is it?"

She took a deep breath and blew it out. "I love you! And it scares the hell out of me because I don't know where this is gonna go, or if you still feel the same, but I'm putting it out there, I love you, Peter. And I-"

He pulled her close by her sheet and lifted her chin before he kissed her. Softly at first, offering pecks to her mouth then sucking on her full lower lip and catching it between his teeth before he kissed her long and hard. He backed her against the large dining room table and lifted her to sit her atop it.

He stopped a moment and looked her in the eyes, caressing her face, "Just to be clear, I love you too, Olivia!"

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