"Remember what we talked about?" I ask Isabelle as I get her clothes packed.

"I have to be good and not be mean to Evan." She repeats what I've been telling her all day. The last thing I want is to have to come home because she and Evan won't sleep through the night.

"And what happens if he cries at night and you can't sleep?"

"Ask if I can sleep someone else." Someone, somewhere? Same thing. I'll let that slide.

"Good. What about when grandpa is busy carrying Evan?"

"Don't be mean. Take turns."

"That's right because sometimes, Evan gets a tummy ache and he need someone to hold him. Like when you have a bad dream, you want me and daddy to hold you. So if that happens, I put Evan down and I take care of you."

"But you don't pick me up no more."

"Because you're too big for me. But I hugged her all night remember?" She nods her head. "Get me some jammies baby." I point to her closet where her pajamas are. She gets off her bed and brings back two different ones. I mentally roll my eyes. At her.

"I can't pick." She tells me when she sees my reaction shrugging. I chuckle at her. Mia has turned her into a true clothes addict. It's cute right now because we have time but in the mornings when we have to get to school it's frustrating. Honestly how hard can it be? She wears a uniform, yet can't decide between brown or blue pants. Let's not forget the hair. Does she want a part to the left or right? Ponytail or braid? A French braid or fishtail? Now that I've been growing her hair out, it's past her shoulders and she's loving all the different things I can do to her hair. And as cute as she is, she frustrates me to no end. So I let Grace deal with it later tonight.

"Ok let's go get your tooth brush and stuff." She follows me as I walk to the bathroom attached and get her travel bag. I fit all her things in a reasonably sizes rolling backpack. "Anything you need to take. A bear? Or a blanket?" She hands a blanket Elliot and I bought her when we first went to buy her things.

"Isabelle. We have to go pay. Do you want to hold my hand?" She looks away from a display. We are waiting on Isabelle and she's getting tired. We all are. This is our last stop before we take a break. Elliot's been so nervous. He doesn't know what to get her and she isn't much help. She talks but when we ask her what she wants she looks as if we have cornered her.

She looks at my hand then back at the display. "Is this bed okay?" Elliot asks her pointing to the brown bed frame that he picked out because she wouldn't give input. She just shrugs. "If you don't like it you can tell me. We can find something else." He tells her. She keeps looking at the display.

"Is there something you want? If you like something just come show Elliot maybe you can get it?" I look to him for approval. She walks away bring back a purple blanket. It's considered a large blanket because it's meant for babies. She holds it up to Elliot quietly.

"You want this?" She looks at the floor, biting her lip. She nods once. "Okay if that makes you happy. You can have it, let's go." She smiles the tiniest smile and holds it to her chest.

"Thank you." She whispers to him. She grabs his hand and Elliot smiles at her.

"Alright. We are done. let's leave this in Evan's room and you can color while I get ready." I drag Evan's roller, with him in it, across the carpet to my and Elliot's room. I give him his pacifier and he sits watching me as I get ready.

"What are you doing?" Isabelle asks me walking in.

"I have to get ready."

"Why?" She asks sitting on the toilet seat.

"I'm going out later." I tell her as I begin to do my hair.

"Where?"

"I don't know." I tell her.

"Why not?"

"Daddy hasn't told me."

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"Why?"

"Why all the questions?" I ask her.

"I don't know." She says giggling. "Do you like daddy?"

"I love your daddy."

"Daddy loves you too. He told me." I smile to myself.

"He loves you too." Once I'm finished with my hair and make up i sit in bed to nurse Evan and Isabelle follows me. She watches him eat with curious eyes.

"Why do you do that?" She asks me.

"Because he's a baby and this is how babies eat. When he's older he'll eat big people food like me and you but for now he just drinks milk."

"Are we gonna see you in the night?"

"I don't think so honey. Daddy and I are going to hang out today. And we'll pick you up in the morning okay?"

"Ok. What is gonna eat?" She looks at me again. Once Evan is done I fix my shirt and burp him.

"Milk. I put it in a bottle so when he's hungry he can eat. Do you want to help me make him burp?" She nods her head. I sit her on the bed and place Evan on her chest tell her to pat his back until he burps. When he does she doesn't want to let go so I lay him on the bed and she stays with him. "If you want to get up let me know okay? But don't leave him alone." When I'm mid way through changing Elliot calls. "Hey."

"Hey baby." I wait for him to say something else. "So I need to ask you something." I really hope he doesn't have to cancel.

"Okay." I try to keep my voice from giving away my fears. The last thing I need is to make him feel bad if he does have to change things.

"Do you have a passport?"

"Elliot we're... Why do I need a passport?" I ask him.

"Why do people need passports?"

"Baby we are only going for one night. I mean that's what you told Grace right?" I only packed for one night.

"Yea we are just going up to the border a bit. Canada." Oh ok.

"Yeah I have one." Andy and I used to go a lot.

"Ok. Well it's a two hour drive but if you don't want to go that far we can do something else."

"No it's fine. It doesn't really matter." I say sighing in relief.

"Oh. Is there something you do want to do." He says.

"I meant it doesn't matter what we do. I just want to be with you alone. For the first time in months."

"Well then I'll see you in a few minutes. I had to pick up some things for us." He hangs up and I change Evan's diaper with Isabelle's "help". Which consists of her handing me things.

"Baby come here." I tell Isabelle as I sit on the couch in our room. She sits on my lap and I run my fingers through her hair. "I just want to tell you that I love you okay? I know I'm busy with Evan a lot so you and me don't get to spend all the time together but that doesn't mean I don't still love you a lot. Maybe tomorrow or Sunday you and me can spend the day together. Just us girls. I'll take you shopping for new shoes."

"Really?" She bounces excitedly holding my neck. I giggle at her, nodding my head. "You can get new shoes too. Or we can walk in the mall." She starts throwing ideas around and I just watch how animated she is. We must have sat there longer than I thought because Elliot comes inside and she's still talking. Once she sees him, she jumps to greet him. I stand up walking toward them.

"Hey. You ready?" He asks me.

"Yeah can you just take their bags down?" I place my hands on his chest and stand on my toes to kiss him. He pulls back quickly.

"Of course let me just take a shower real quick." He kisses me again. "You look beautiful by the way." I smile at him and turn around to take Evan downstairs while Elliot gets ready. "Wait Lina, I was thinking we could stay the night out and drive back in the morning."

"Yea sure. I'll get a bag packed. Do you want me to do you? I mean do your bag. "I say stuttering. He smirks at me.

"Sure." I put Elliot and my things in one bag so we don't have to carry two and take all of the bags to the top of the stairs. They're way too heavy for me. Plus he likes doing all that lifting stuff for us so I just let him. I'm aware that the entire time I'm in the closet he's naked in the bathroom.

Isabelle, Evan and I are downstairs feeding George before we have to go. Elliot and Isabelle built him a dog house a few weeks ago so that when we go out he still sleeps inside, kind of. It's has his bed and a place to put his food. So when we are away the food is released as soon as everything from the bowl is empty. We tested it out and it can basically hold enough food for three days. Which is a lot since he's such a big dog.

I packed something that i may not be comfortable wearing but i miss the romance and i know we are bound to be intimate sometime soon. It might as well be tonight when we have no kids to interrupt us. I know he saw me pack the piece but didnt say anything. Which im glad for. "Baby ready to go?" He asks me putting his hand on my back.

"Yea. You checked what I got for you right? You don't need anything else?" I ask him.

"No. I'm gonna take the stuff in the car." He kisses my temple before going upstairs. I take a deal breath to calm my nerves. I shut off the lights before heading to the garage where he's buckling in Isabelle. I put Evan in his seat giving him his pacifier it pushes it out. I give it to him and he just smiles at me when he pushes it out. I start teasing him with it and he just keeps smiling. Elliot walks to his side where I am and puts his hand at my waist watching Evan.

"Alright buddy, that's enough funny business we have to get going." I put his pacifier next to him since he isn't going to take it. I turn around getting in my seat before Elliot has a chance to make a move.

Midway to Bellevue Elliot takes my hand kissing each of my knuckles as he drives. I had the biggest grin on my face for something as small as that. He usually holds my hand when he drives but I felt like some love sick teenager today.

Carrick treated us at the door with Grace close behind. Isabelle ran to Carrick meanwhile Elliot and Carrick got the things from the car. Once we were inside he door was shut, I turned around and saw two guys in suits watching us. One gave Elliot a nod then they both walked outside. I could tell from the glass that they were standing outside. I gave Elliot a questioning look but he shook his head. I dropped it. Tonight I wouldn't worry about any other shit going on. Just me and my fiancé. Carrick and Elliot were talking about the trial while I talked to Grace on how to care for Evan. It wasn't that I didn't trust her, I was just worried that something might go wrong or something. She's perfectly capable of taking care of him but I was nervous for him to be away from me for so long. This is the first time I don't sleep with him and I just want to make sure he adjusts well because knowing Grace and Carrick's relationship with Isabelle, Evan will probably spend lots of time here. She listened patiently and when I apologized for being paranoid, she said she understood. "Next time it will be easier, now you're just a worried mother."

Elliot had to practically drag me away when I kept kissing Evan goodbye. "Baby he'll be okay. They'll call if they need anything and they want to do this. Let them enjoy their grandkids." Elliot tells me as we are half an hour in to our driving and I keep checking my phone.

"I know. I trust your parents I'm just worried. I'm sorry I don't want to ruin tonight."

"You're not. If you want we can just go out to dinner and get them in a few hours." He says looking at me. I reach over and kiss his cheek.

"No I want this time with you. I know I've been neglecting you lately so tonight is about us. Just give me a minute to get over it."

"If you change your mind I won't be mad." He tells me look away from the road briefly.

"But you'll be disappointed." I tell him.

"Lina I don't... I didn't bring you because I'm trying to fuck you. I mean don't get me wrong I'm not opposed to it but I just want to take you out every once in a while. So we can date." He smirks at me. It's that special smirk that tells me he's up to something.

"Date?" I repeat cautiously.

"Yea date. What's wrong with dating?" He shrugs switching lanes.

"We have a baby. Aren't we past that?" I ask skeptically. He takes a drink of his coffee we picked up before getting on the highway. He said he wasn't tired but he's been up for hours I don't see how he isn't tired. So I forced him to get a coffee.

"It's never too late." Someone cuts us off and the car swerves just bit. "Sorry."

"Am I missing something?" What the hell is he talking about.

"Well I do think you've put our relationship on the back burner to the kids. That's okay. Well it's not. I fucking hate it but they are our kids so I see why you've done that but does that mean we can still like each other after kids?" He looks at me waiting for an answer.

"I still love you." I sit so that I'm facing him even though it's uncomfortable in the car.

"Sure but... Okay when I went home Monday and you walked into the room naked you told me to get out. You screamed at me to get out. Why?" Where's he going with this?

"Because you scared me. And I was getting dressed." I pointed out.

"What if you knew I was in the closet would you still have told me to get out?"

"I was getting dressed."

"So?" He shrugs his shoulders.

"So I needed privacy."

"That's all?" He raises his eyebrows. I nod my head when he looks over at me. "I've seen you naked. Plenty of times. I've seen you walk around our room naked I've seen you shower, in a bath, in a very thin shirt with no panties on. You used to love the days when Isabelle wasn't home because you got to walk naked everywhere. And I loved watching you. Love watching you. I see you breast feed. So how is you coming out of the bathroom any different than those other times?" So that's what this is about. I really don't want to talk about this.

"Because that was willingly." I lie.

"So what? It's the same body of the same person."

"Can we not talk about this?" I ask him quietly sitting back on my seat.

"Baby we have two hours to go. We are gonna talk about this." He says in a commanding tone.

"Is that why you dragged me out here, so you can force me into things?" I hear him sigh. His hands go from the top of the steering wheel to the bottom.

"Is that what you think of this? That I dragged you here. I'm not you dad Lina you could have said no. And if you think I would force you into-"

"It's not the same body." I interrupt him. I'm being cruel and he's at the end of his patience level with me. I'm at the end with me too. "Okay you win we'll talk about it. But you can't laugh. And no jokes. I love that you can turn any situation into something funny but if you want me to talk I need you to take me seriously even though I'm being a bitch and I'm being dramatic." I warn him.

"Scouts honor." He holds up three fingers. I roll my eyes at him. He grabs my hand kissing it again. "Sorry I'll be serious. It's not the same body?"

"I yelled because I don't want you to see my body. When I first had the baby I didn't care because I was so tired but then when I started not being so tired, I saw the flabby skin and it bothered me. I see how other woman look at you El. Someone hit on you while I was in labor! And all I could think about when she was in the room was about how I would be different when I had the baby. Look different. I've always felt like I wasn't good enough for you." He opens his mouth to say something. "No you promised to listen so let me finish. You've been with so many other women, and I hate to admit it but it makes me self conscious. All new moms feel like that. And what if sex isn't the same for you?" He can read between the lines on that one. "What if my vagina feels different?" I say looking out the window. He doesn't say anything. He just drives. Drives and rubs his thumb over my hand.

"I'm sorry are you finished?" Was he not listening?

"Seriously? You wanted me to talk and you don't pay attention?"

"You said I couldn't talk till you were done. So if you're done then it's my turn." He clears his throat. "You're hips are bigger. They say that after birth hips get bigger. But it gives you curves. It makes you look like a mother and before you bitch about me calling you old, let me tell you. I don't give a fuck. I rather have you be fat because then have perverted assholes won't be looking at you. You're my wife. You don't need to impress people. I hear what people say and baby I don't like that people talk about you like some piece of ass. Even though you do have a great ass. We've talk about how you made a perfectly healthy baby. You're still not comfortable and that's okay but don't dwell on it. And as far as the other women, they were mostly one night stands or flings. There's a reason they didn't last. As far as your... Well we will figure that out. Maybe it isn't the same but I just want to be with you. You will always be beautiful to me. Always." He sighs. "Always." There is a car accident so there is traffic. We are at a complete stop which must be fate stepping in. I grab Elliot's chin and kiss his mouth hard. The cars start moving and I pull back.

I leaned on his shoulder for the next few minutes thinking about how redundant I must sound bitching about the same thing over and over. I make a mental note to not bring it up again. Elliot loves me. Hell, he asked me to move in before sex if that's not a sign of a reformed playboy I don't know what is.

"Hey we got off topic." I tell him. He looks at me questioningly.

"What were we talking about?"

"Dating."

"Oh well my mom was telling me that if you are insecure that I should find way to make you feel loved or some shit like that. That we should date. Did you know we never dated. We skipped that part of our relationship."

"Well then pull over."

"Why?" He asks even though he pulls over. Once we are safely on the side of the road I get out of the car and he does the same. He walks toward me.

"You've been awake for hours. I love talking to you but you're distracted. Take a nap and I'll drive. We are headed to Vancouver right?"

"Yea."

"Then I'll drive for an hour. Just sleep and I'll wake you up when we are near. If you fall asleep during there is little chance of a second date." He smiles sweetly at me and gets in the passengers side.

"Just head up to Vancouver and when you're five miles within city limits tell me."

"Yes sir." He chuckles and closes his eyes. Elliot had his hand on my leg the entire time. When I did wake him up we switched seats. He loved driving his car.

"So can you tell me where we are going?" I ask him.

"Well I was talking to Mia and she said you would think this is 'cute'. So we are going to go old school." That really helps a lot. He just pats my leg. We pull into a park that is is decorated in lights. We park in the structure, and instead of heading to the closest spot he drives until we are at the fifth floor. He walks to open my door and I take his hand. It's a lot colder than I thought it would be. He pulls out a bag and hands it to me. Inside is a coat with some gloves. "I knew it would be colder, but if I told you to bring something it would give it away. Don't take anything. Maybe just a phone and your id. Come." I take his hand as he guides me to the elevator.

"It's beautiful here." I tell him looking at the trees wrapped in lights. There are a few vendors selling food and I'm tempted to get some thing because it's cold but decide against it until I know what we are doing.

"It is. I thought we could walk a bit."

"How was work?" I ask him. He begins telling me about what he's doing which leads into other topics. He jokes about how I'm going to be his hot, dirty secretary one day. But I love how he's so open with me. We walked for ten minutes just talking and reminiscing on things that happened in our life. Today was one of those moments that people are suppose to have at the beginning of their relationship not a year in. I don't regret anything that has happened but I know that we have been so unconventional about things that we had to bypass certain stages. Such as this one when we just go out and be together. "Seriously?" I ask him looking at where we stopped.

"Yea. If you want." He holds his hands up. I can't stop the goofy smile spreading on my face.

"This is actually very cute." I tell him. Ice skating. Who would have thought he brought me here. It's an outdoor skating ring and most of it is lit by lights around the ring, which is pretty big. We both start out awkwardly but once we get the hang of it, it's not so bad. No I see the need for gloves. "You know this feels like a real date."

"Does it make you feel young?" I can't help laughing. I'm laughing at pretty much anything he says.

"Yes. I've never been before." I tell him.

"Me either. But I thought this would be fun. To try something new with you."

"It is fun. Thank you for bringing me here." I tell him placing a kiss on the side of his mouth.

"Yea you look so carefree. I haven't seen you like this in a while. Not with me anyways."

"We agreed to not talk about bad stuff tonight. Let's just worry about us. Just you and me."

"Right." He says smiling again.

"How's your ankle?" I ask him. I made him trip when we first got on the ice. On accident.

"Good, no thanks to you." He winks at me.

"Oh come on that's so obvious. You would made me pull you up and instead just drag me on top of you. We both know that was you're plan. I could see it from the smirk on your face."

"Still you just laughed." He says loudly.

"I'm sorry." I pull his head down to mine smiling. "I'm sorry." I say again before pressing my lips on his initiating one of most beautiful moments with him. I can feel how much he wants me and loves me. It's only until someone cleared their throat.

"Sorry." The guy introduced him self as Jackson told us how his brother was proposing to his girlfriend. "So if you guys could bump into her and be like 'oh sorry' something like that and just give her the rose. Then just leave. That would help my brother who's freaking out. She doesn't know he's here."

"Yeah sure." I tell him. He points to a girl with black jeans and and a black sweater with bright pink gloves and a hat.

"You can't miss her. Anyways thanks man. Don't make her fall but just do it casually." He thanks us again and goes to talk to another person.

We are third to give her the rose and I almost couldn't stop so I almost made her fall but Elliot stopped us. We gave her the flower and she just laughed. She knew what was going to happen. After about fifteen more people the lights were dimmed and her boyfriend showed up. I don't know what he said but it was so cute just to see her smiling. I kind of reminded me of when Elliot proposed. Not in the location but because I remember how happy I was. I wasn't screaming like this girl but if I wasn't pregnant I probably would have. Elliot put his arm around my shoulder while everyone clapped and the lights went back on.

"Do you want to stay a while longer or we can go eat?" He checks his watch frowning.

"We can eat. Did you make reservations?" I ask him. Loosely knotting my hands behind his head.

"I did in half an hour. That should be just enough time to get there." He laughs at me on our walk back to the car.

"What?" I ask him. I have my hand on the crook of his elbow and his hands are in his pockets.

"You keep looking back at the food." He says chuckling. There are a ton of food truck and to be honest they look way more appetizing than anything else right now. "Do you want to get something here?"

"Yes." I say stopping mid step. He doesn't when I say I don't care or make him decide, so if he's asking he better be willing.

"Okay. Where to?" We must have gone to at least five different food trucks. But I couldn't help it. It's not like I could blame the pregnancy so these craving were all me. I took his hand making him turn around to start off with a hot chocolate. We got crêpes, burgers, he got the most delicious drink I ever tasted but I only had a sip because I was still breast feeding. There was also had fries which had way to much salt but kind of worth it because of the meat.

"I think maybe we overdid it with the food." I commented when we were sitting on a bench drinking water while watching the skaters.

"You think?" His voice full of sarcasm. "God Lina I don't think I've ever eaten so much. Look at all the shit we bought." I had a bag full of small containers. He was right.

"You want to try my mini mint chocolate cupcake?" I asked raising an eyebrow at him.

"Yes." He said before I burst out laughing. I took out the cupcake and he took a the mini cupcake in one bite. I just watched him completely shocked at how he could eat it so quickly.

"I said try not eat the whole thing." I told him. He just shrugged. He grabbed my hand before I cleaned off the frosting and inserted my finger tip in his mouth. My jaw dropped as I felt him suck on my finger then continued to my thumb. I don't think he did it to seduce me but suddenly I had a strong urge to kiss him. I closed my mouth and swallowed. When he opened his eyes he saw that I wasn't thinking about food anymore. I wasn't thinking about anything other than him. Without warning our lips collided in a fast kiss that was too indecent to be done publicly. My tongue touched his and I could taste the minty chocolatey flavor of the cupcake he just ate. My hand landed on his thigh. He pulled back.

I stood up and offer him my hand. We walked for another hour. This time we took the long way to the car just talking about our week when the phone rings. Isabelle had to call and say good night to us. Which was strange because it's late and she's usually asleep by now. Grace says that she took some candy they had hidden and she was on a sugar high but after going crazy for an hour she was about to crash. After thanking Grace and Carrick about ten times we hang up and are finally in the parking structure. Elliot opens my door before walking to the drivers seat.

We pull up to the Rosewood hotel which is a huge building. Elliot hands the keys to the valet and they take our suitcase. We check in and they hand us our room key. "Your things will be taken up shortly. Enjoy your stay." The staff tell us. In the elevator Elliot takes my hand while I rest my head on his shoulder. I feel him kiss my hair constantly going up to our floor. He opens the door to our suite and let's me walk in ahead of him. It's very modern. It has dark walls and white furniture. I see that the bedroom double doors are open, I can see the bed which is both good an bad. Suddenly I get nervous for what is going to happen here. The door slams shut so I look back at Elliot who is watching me.

"Can you get room service to bring up some tea?"

"Sure." He steps forward to kiss me chastely. Maybe I'm the only nervous one. Of course I am he has nothing to worry about.

They bring our suitcase up and I change into the lace strapless bra and panties I bought this morning with Mia. She couldn't even look at me knowing it was for her brother but she put it aside to help me. Over it I put my robe on. A silk nude colored one that makes my skin look tan. He's digging through the suitcase when I walk out.

"I'm going on the balcony." He must be frustrated because he doesn't look at me.

"Yea I took your tea out there. I thought you might want it outside. It's a nice view. I'm gonna change. I'll be right there." Without looking at me he steps into th bathroom. He must have turned on the outside fire because it's on. It's a bit chili so I grab one of the blankets that was in a drawer to place over my legs. He's right though. It's a beautiful view. I drink my tea waiting for him to join me. He comes outside with only his bottoms on looking completely glorious.

"Have you ever been here before?" I ask him sipping on my tea.

"This city yes. Not his hotel. I thought we should try it out. We could make this a home away from home. This could be our place." He takes a seat on the bigger chair across from me.

"I like it here."

"We could get a house here. For when we need to get away."

"A house that will only be used once a month?" I raise an eyebrow to my fiancé.

"Or an apartment. A loft if you'd like. Something for us." He puts his hands out defensively.

"I'll think about it. Maybe when we retire." I tell him.

"Speaking of retiring, are you going to work next week?" I look away at the view.

"I want to stay home. When ever I try and talk to you about it we get interrupted. I love being home. And it will only be for a few months. I'm sure I'll want to work again but I want to be with Evan for his firsts. Maybe just a year. If that's okay?" I ask removing my ring and trying it on my other fingers.

"I'm glad you want that. I want you home. I just didn't say anything because I thought you would say no. You're so independent. I don't want to tell you to do something, not that you'd listen. You've been living on your own for so long when I first asked you to move in you fought me on bills constantly. You still do. I love how you don't have to sit and wait for me to do things you want to do. But at the same time I'm glad you talk to me about it. Like this."

"So you're okay with it?" I ask cautiously.

"Yea baby. Just, if you get overwhelmed let me know. If you need anything from me just ask."

"I will." I wrap the blanket around me tighter. He sees me then gets up to turn the fire up more. "Thank you." I tell him. He's much closer to the fire than I am. The point of today was to be together so, I stand up and decide to sit on his lap. He pats my legs so I move them over him. I can feel him breathing through his nose because it goes down slightly over my face. I can smell the faintness of his cologne on his bare chest. This is definitely much warmer. His has an arm over my back while his other hand runs up and down my calves. I tilt my head up looking at his perfect jawline. And his lips, those lips that drive me crazy in every way possible. They drive me crazy anytime they are touching any part of my skin. And I see the faint color of his eyes. His beautiful icy blue eyes that are just as if not brighter than our son's.

I pull his chin so he looks at me. "I love you." I say just before reaching up to kiss him. We kiss slowly allowing each other to taste one another. He runs his fingers through my hair lightly. I though his jaw with my thumb, moving my hand higher around the curve of his ear then to his hair. I feel his hand move from my head to the nape of my neck while his other hand keeps me in place on his lap. As beautiful as this moment is I need more. I can feel he does too. I pull back but he continues to connect his lips with mine. I press my fingertips against his lips but he kisses those too. I stand in front of him my robe loose from moving so much. I turn around to shut off the fire before heading inside. He's still sitting down watching me. With as much confidence as I can claim I walk back to stand in front of him swaying my hips a bit more than usual.

"Let's go inside." He stands, so I walk back to our room. Once I reach the bed I turn to see him close the double doors unnecessarily considering we are the only ones here. It's probably a habit now. He walks to the light switch making the light become dim. Enough to where I can still see him but not as bright. The light creates an intimacy feeling mixed with romance that he knows I so desperately need to feel comfortable with him. I untie my robe before he turns around. He knows how I can't even function after sex so I have to sleep it off right after, so he pulls down the duvet until it's at the end of the bed. When he turns around he sees that I have the robe pooling at my feel. I unconsciously bite my lip. He hasn't moved from the end of the bed so I walk toward him. Once I'm at arm length he grips my waist while his thumb runs over the soft lace of my panties. My hands slide up his arms, my eyes completely captivated by the flawless skin of his chest. "You're beautiful." He said eying my body.

"I love you Carolina." He whispers.

"Show me." I look into his eyes just before closing them allowing him to show me.

His hands went to my cheeks as my hands moved to his back so I could feel him against me. I allowed his tongue to claim dominance over mine because I was so weak from how passionate he was being. There was no point in trying to deny the fact that I want him. I undid the tries of his pajama bottoms and pushed them down so they were against his ankles. He stopped the kiss to look down so he could step out of them. I took my time kissing his chest each pectoral then down between his ab muscles, to his belly button. As I was going to kiss his manhood over his boxer briefs he pulls me up roughly smashing his lips against mine. As we kiss fast, his hands move down my back and grab my ass almost painfully but I moan at how hot it is. He picks me up and lays me on the bed then begins to kiss my neck and shoulders. He places wet hot kisses down my body. He reaches behind me to unhook my bra wasting no time licking and sucking on my nipples.

"Elliot." I say moving his mouth harder against my aching skin. I slide my leg up the back of his thigh until it's at his ass then down again. "Baby," his hands move to each of my breast and start massaging them, pulling my nipples. He sits between my legs watching as I struggle to contain my desire. I open my eyes and see how hard he's breathing watching me come apart at only his hands. I kneel so we are close to the same height. I reach to stroke his already hard dick with my hand. I push him slightly back. He gets off the bed to remove the last of his clothing.

This is it. There's no turning back. My biggest worry really wasn't that it would be different but that it would hurt. After so much time without sex. I would have to get used to his size all over again. He wasn't small by any means but I was worried. Would I bleed or would something go wrong and I wouldn't enjoy it. Or he wouldn't enjoy it?

The moment of truth came when I laid back and he slid off the last piece of clothing. He grabbed my ankles pushing my legs apart. "You're so wet baby. I can see how much you want me." He said huskily. He moved his tip over my wet folds. "El," I moaned to him.

"I'll go slow baby. Tell me if you need us to stop. Okay. Just tell me and we won't continue." He kissed me and while his was using his hands to support his weight over me I reached between us and positioned him at my entrance. "I love you." He said as he was pushing into me.

"Oh god. Oh Elliot. Fuck I missed this." I felt so complete so damn satisfied even though there was no friction. He pulled out slowly so I moved my hands to his ass and pushed him forward into me. He groaned looked ahead of me at the wall.

"You okay?" He said between breathes.

"Yes. You can move baby. I want you to move." He gave me a long passionate kiss as he started grinding his hips into me.

"Elliot. You... Oh yes." I said. So good. He was so good in and out. He pulled out slowly only to slam back into me. I pushed his body so it would touch mine. My breasts were touching his chest and he liked it. I know he did.

"I'm gonna move your leg baby. Fuck you're so damn tight. So fucking wet."

"For you. Only for you." I tell him. He makes me so happy and horny. So... Fuck I can't even think. It's so much movement so much passionate and need that we haven't had in months. Hell I don't think I've ever had this before. He moves his hips faster and I bite into his skin. I suck on his neck leaving what I'm sure tomorrow will be a hickey but fuck he's so good at this.

"I need you to come. I can't hold on much longer." He says after what feels like for ever. The thing about sex is that it's so frustrating. On one hand you want to just climax but then you'll miss all the build up. But we've been at this for what I'm sure is hours. I've had enough build up. He's holding on so I can come with him. His hand starts rubbing my clit at the same time he hits my spot. He always knows where to move so he hits it at just the right time and now is time. My legs move higher up his body. My toes curl and I have to grab on to the sheets.

"Elliot." I say his name. Louder and louder each time. So close. I'm so fucking close. I throw my head back as I come apart saying his name. And he does the same. His slow grinding turns into hard, rough thrusts into me as he releases inside me. I feel the warm liquid enter my body like it has so many times before. Moans are replaced by labored breathing on both our parts. He rests his head on my neck before turning so my body is completely on his.

"Lina." He says once we are breathing like normal people again not someone who just ran a marathon.

"Yes?" I say into his chest as I trace patterns.

"I didn't use a condom." I look up at him resting my chin on his chest.

"I know. It's okay. I'm on birth control." I tell him. Which is true. I got my shot a few weeks ago.

"Good." He says chuckling nervously.

"Elliot. Thank you for today. It was wonderful." I kiss his chest.

"You're welcome." He says smiling.

"El?" I ask again.

"Yea baby. "

"Ready for round two?" I ask smiling hopefully at him. He laughs before pinning me down so my back is on the mattress.


Redds77: I don't hate Ana I just think that Ana and Christian live in their own little world compared to the rest of the Grey's. There is some competitiveness but that will unfold later. But since you have so faithfully followed this story I will try to bring back some of the old Lina. Just for you.

And to everyone else. I was going to do some over the top date but what I've wanted to do with Lina and Elliot is to keep their lives semi-normal. So I though something like this would do. Of course there will more Lina and Elliot times to come so let me know what you think their next date will be. to all the reviewers who want a wedding. Just know that there will be one. Thanks everyone for reading And reviewing.