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Olivia trotted down the stairs, refreshed from her bubble bath, to find two plates of lasagna set up on the coffee table. A bottle of wine was in between two full glasses, and the box of photo albums was placed on the left side of the coffee table. She stood frozen. Even when she and Elliot were married, he never went this far to make her a great meal. A moment later, Elliot emerged from the kitchen with a couple movies in his hands. "Hey! I just got some DVDs from the basement in case we wanted to watch any of them." He turned off the kitchen light, the only light now coming from the candles on the coffee table she seemed to miss before. This looked like a romantic dinner... with her ex-husband. "Liv, are you going to join me or just stare at the food?" He asked with a smile.

"Sorry, it's just you never did anything like this for me since before Ricky was born." Olivia said shaking her head and taking the napkin he handed to her. She sat down on the couch next to him and took her plate into her hands, feeling her mouth water at the aroma. "I was a little surprised."

"Well, you deserved this." Elliot stated before glancing at the box. He grabbed the one that popped out to him the most. "I found this earlier today."

Olivia saw the book and gulped noticing it was their wedding album. "Oh, you found that." She watched as he moved their glasses out of the way and opened the album to a particular page. The picture was of her and Elliot kissing at the head table just after Elliot gave his speech. "Are you sure it's a good idea to look through this? We are divorced, after all."

Elliot rolled his eyes. "Exactly, what's the harm? We should be able to remember these things and not feel awkward about it."

"Well, divorced couples aren't really supposed to be as close as we are. Divorced people are supposed to see their exes once a year at birthdays." Olivia complained before looking at the pictures. "But, we did have a lot of good memories together. I'll give you that."

"Your uncles started throwing toilet paper around on the dance floor." Elliot grinned pointing at a certain picture of the sweat soaked uncles. "Then, they went to check out my sister's scar."

Olivia chuckled. "I still can't believe she stood up on the table to show everyone." She turned the page and saw that they reached the honeymoon photos that weren't exactly kid friendly. "Okay, next page."

Elliot whined as she turned the page. "Why? I like those photos. They really show a great side of you."

"I will smack you." Olivia chuckled before seeing Venice's sonogram picture. "I remember the night I told you I was pregnant with Venice."

"I'm lucky I remember it." Elliot scoffed with a grin. "You told me and I just couldn't believe. I passed out and spent the night in the hospital with a concussion." He shook his head. "I spent a night in the hospital for our little girl."

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Nothing compared to labor." She frowned when she turned the page and saw more wedding photos. "I really need to organize this."

Elliot shrugged. "I'm available when you need me. These photos are my memories too. Plus, I don't want you throwing out those honeymoon photos." He closed the book and put it back in the box before enjoying the meal with her. They both cleaned up before deciding to play a game instead of watch a movie. They pulled out the game Twister and made a bet to see who could go the longest.

"Okay." Olivia said rolling her neck before grabbing the spinner. They were standing on opposite ends of the mat, facing each other. "Right foot red." She looked down at the mat and realized that she would have to turn backwards if the left foot was a different color. She turned around and placed her right foot on one of the red dots in front of Elliot. He did the same and waited for the next spin. "Left foot yellow."

They both followed the command before Olivia spun again. "Right hand blue." She squatted down and placed her right hand on the blue dot between her legs, Elliot doing the same. "Left foot green." She said before sliding her foot from the yellow to the green. She glanced at Elliot to find him in the same position. This game could take a while. "Left hand blue." Olivia put the spinner down before placing her left hand on the blue dot behind her. She chuckled when she saw Elliot in a very awkward position. "Right hand red." She huffed when she put her other arm back, placing the spinner on her stomach.

"Not so easy for you now, is it?" Elliot asked with a smirk.

"This is nothing." Olivia smirked back before spinning again. "Left hand green." She smiled knowing it would be a more comfortable position, but looked up to find Elliot staring directly down at her. Their faces were inches apart. The spinner was still on her stomach. Elliot reached up and spun it for her. "Left foot green." He breathed before they both did so, leaving them in the same position. He spun again, watching the spinner shake slightly from behind on Olivia's belly. "Left hand green."

Olivia looked over and stretched her upper body to go that far and hold itself up. When she looked back up at Elliot, she saw that he was even closer than before since his body was stretched the same. Her breath hitched when his cologne waffled up her nose. He wasn't going for the spinner, so she did it. "Left foot green." She put her foot back and stared back at Elliot. He hadn't moved. "El, move your foot or I-" She was silenced by his lips on hers.

She wanted to protest, but she couldn't. His lips were so soft and he always knew what she liked. He was irresistible. He kneeled down on the mat and gently took her hips into his hands, pulling her around so she was facing the same way he was. Her legs tucked against his sides. "El, we should stop." She whispered letting her head rest on the floor.

Elliot's lips skimmed along the skin of her neck. "Do you really want to?" He lips encircled her earlobe, his tongue rubbing it slowly.

"No." Olivia breathed as her eyes closed. Her hands pulled his shirt out of his pants and lifted it over his head, revealing his well defined chest. She gasped feeling his erection against her thigh. That brought her spiraling back to reality. "El, no, we can't." She pushed him off of her so he was kneeling between her legs. She sat up and closed her eyes, trying to get her bearings. "We're divorced. We can't."

"Why not?" Elliot asked furrowing his eyebrows. "There's not a law. Divorced couples get back together all the time."

Olivia stood up and walked towards the kitchen. "We are not getting back together. I have watched you go through wives like people go through mints. I am not going through that heartache again."

Elliot followed her. "And, I said I was sorry. We don't have to be together in the sense of dating, but... we could still be together." He said shyly. "I respect you, Liv. I really do." He watched her lean against the stove. "But, we can't seem to get away from each other. You know you kissed me back. You said back there that you didn't want it to stop."

"Just because I want it doesn't mean I should have it. I wanted to kill you when I found out you cheated. I should've so I wouldn't have to deal with you now." Olivia mumbled the last part, but knew Elliot heard her. She looked back at him, still shirtless.

Elliot shook his head and walked slowly towards her. "You can't stop being a good girl just once. Liv, you have put our kids first for years. You put me first even when I didn't deserve it. Why don't you put yourself first for a change? Venice is getting married. Ricky is spending more and more time with his friends. Our kids are growing up. We deserve a little reward. You deserve an reward."

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Yet, the reward you want me to take involves you and making you satisfied."

"My first concern is you. I won't be satisfied until you are." Elliot said lowering his voice. Olivia felt her stomach lurch at the tone of his voice mixed with the words he was saying. Everything about him was intoxicating when he was putting her first. He did it on a few occasions, and Olivia loved it when he did. "Just do something selfish for once."

Olivia felt his hands on her waist again, making no move to remove them. She had her arms crossed over her chest as she looked up at him. "How selfish would you allow me to be if I asked you to get me your trainer again?" She asked with a smirk. She gasped when his eyes darkened and his lips covered hers again. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, as his hands pulled at her shirt. Once that hit the floor, his hands grabbed at her pants and shoved them down her long legs before lifting her up onto the counter.

Elliot groaned removing her bra, revealing the skin he missed so much. "He was here illegally, babe. When I found out he slept with you, he was sent back." He took a nipple into his mouth, making her moan and push his head closer to her breast. "You were well worth the trip for him." He hooked his finger into her panties, rubbing her folds purposely, before pulling the down. Olivia squirmed as he laid her down on the counter and took her hips into his hands. He grinned at her before his tongue circled her slit, avoiding giving her the tension she obviously needed.

"Elliot..." Olivia whined before he blew hot air onto her, sending goose bumps to break out across her skin. "El, please."

"Please, what, Liv? The trainer isn't here." Elliot smirked before letting his tongue slid along her slit, barely grazing the pink flesh.

Olivia groaned. "I don't want the fucking trainer right now. I need you, NOW! I-OH GOD!" Olivia moaned when his tongue pushed into her, silencing her sentence.

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