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"Mom, why are you limping like you had sex for the first time?" Venice asked watching her mother walk around the kitchen making Ricky's lunch for school.

Olivia's eyes widened at her daughter. "What are you talking about?"

Venice rolled her eyes. "Mom, I've had sex before. I know the walk. I've seen it plenty of times." She pointed to her mother's hips. "You are walking funny. Who did you meet and what did you do?"

Olivia shook her head and packed her son's things into his bag. "I don't know what you are talking about. My hips are just a little stiff from gardening. I did not sleep with anyone." She said hoping that she wasn't blushing too hard. She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks, but it wasn't too strong yet. Venice didn't say anything to confirm she believed her or not, but as long as she wasn't asking questions, she was fine. It had been a few days since she and Elliot slept together, but he did come over and help with household chores like he said he would. The kids didn't seem suspicious about it. "So, have you and Mitch talked about the wedding at all?"

"Yeah, but everything we talk about seems to end up in a fight. I talk this stuff over with Vin, but we don't get it. I figure Vin just knows me so well that he would side with me. But, Mitch wants so many different things for the wedding. I just want something simple, but he wants to have a huge blowout and invite all of his clients from the firm." Venice sighed resting her chin on her hands. "I don't know these people and some of them know Mitch because of something really gruesome or horrifying."

Olivia nodded her head and dropped to the counter. "Have you talked to Mitch about this?"

"No, he considers his clients family because it's only him and his parents in his entire family." Venice said circling her finger on a bowl that had been washed the night before. "We have such a big family; he probably feels like he needs to contribute to the wedding with more guests. He just keeps forgetting that the more guests we have, the more money we have to spend."

Olivia chuckled. "Go talk to your fiance about this. You should be getting to work anyway. Vin can't do both of your jobs."

Venice laughed and shook her head. "He says it keeps him busy enough to stay awake." She hugged her mother before going out the back door. "Bye Mom."

"Bye baby!" Olivia smiled to her oldest before seeing her youngest walk into the kitchen with a frantic look on his face as he hurried to grab his bag and lunch. "Ricky, what's wrong?"

"I forgot that I was supposed to go to the school early to help with the dance decorations. All the guys are waiting for me." Ricky said slinging his bag over his shoulder.

"Well, catch up with your sister. She just walked out the door." Olivia said opening the door before her son ran out, calling for his older sister before she drove off to work. She chuckled softly before closing the door and going back to the counter, cleaning up the things she used to make his lunch. Her senses went on high alert when she felt his presence near her. She looked around the room discretely, trying to figure out how he got in without her noticing. When a hand came over her mouth, she took in a shallow breath, her heart beat speeding up the slightest.

His lips traced the shell of her ear. The hand, that wasn't over her mouth, came rest on her hip, his index finger drawing patterns on the slice of skin he was able to reach. "Morning gorgeous, are the kids gone?"

Olivia nodded her head and moaned softly when he cupped her through her pants, rubbing in slow circles. She took his hand over her mouth off before placing it on her other hip that hadn't gotten attention before. "Yeah, they're gone. How did you get in without me noticing?" She breathed before moaning when his hand slid inside her pants, his fingers teasing her.

"It's easy to get in when you are sending the kids out." Elliot whispered into her ear before turning her around, placing both his hands on her hips as he kissed her hard.

"So, that's your big plan?" Ricky asked as they drove towards his school. "Mom and Dad already spend a bunch of time alone together. What's going to be the difference at your wedding."

"It'll be romantic! Weddings are supposed to bring people together. Besides, I don't see you coming up with a better idea." Venice complained turning down the radio so she could focus on the conversation at hand.

Ricky rolled his eyes. "Why don't we just send them places where they end up meeting each other? Like, we could tell Mom to go to a movie some night when we know Dad is going. Or, we could tell Dad he needs groceries when Mom is going to the supermarket. That way, they spend time together outside of the house. The way you are talking, you sound like you want them to sleep together."

Venice chuckled. "That's kind of what couples do."

Ricky shook his head. "They can deal with that part. Let's just focus on getting them to actually agree to go to dinner together without any help from us what so ever."

"Okay, so what do you wan to do first? I don't know what Mom or Dad are doing tonight?" Venice asked as she pulled in front of the school. Kids were walking around with back packs on their shoulders or on the ground next to them. Most of them were hanging out in the grass in front of the school, not wanting to go in to start their day yet.

"I don't know. I think Mom wanted to have a movie night or something. She said she thinks she's missing time with me, but she's been really happy lately." Ricky said furrowing his eyebrows.

"I know. She's been walking funny too. I'm starting to wonder if she met someone." Venice sighed looking off into the distance.

Ricky fake gagged before shaking his head. "She's my mom. I don't want to know about this stuff. I'm not old enough to talk about this topic this way." He shoved his phone into his sweat shirt pocket. "I'll talk to Mom and see what's happening. I'll text you if anything comes up."

Venice nodded. "Alright, have fun at school." She watched her little brother get out of her car and wave at her before going over to his group of friends. "I wonder what would happen if I got Mom to go to the same restaurant as Dad for lunch?" After a moment of thinking it over, she grinned and took off for work.

Please review! I had my fall concert tonight! My clarinet kept squeaking on me!