Olivia came into the apartment and noticed everything was silent. The TV wasn't even on. She went to her bedroom and instantly noticed why. Marcus was asleep on his stomach with a book in his hand and Jaime was lying on his back also asleep.
She smiled a little and took the book out of her Marcus's hands knowing he was reading to Jaime because Jaime loved to listen to stories. She gently scooped up Jaime in her arms to put him to bed.
Jaime slightly woke up and wrapped his arms around her neck. "Hi mommy."
"Hi baby." She kissed his forehead. "Did you have fun today?"
He nodded on her chest and cuddled up closer. "Are we going to sleep now?"
"Yup" She answered and carried him over to his bedroom. She noticed his room was a mess and toys were everywhere. Normally Marcus made him clean it up before bed time but this time they both fell asleep before time.
She pulled the blanket down and laid him in it. She took his small jeans off and pulled on his pajama pants on. She pulled the blanket over him and kissed him on the head. "Goodnight baby"
"Goodnight mommy." He mumbled sleepily and turned to the other side.
Olivia left his room and left the door crack open. She went back to her room and closed the door behind her.
Marcus suddenly jumped not feeling Jaime on his back anymore. "Jaime?"
"Hey, it's ok" Olivia assured him. "I put him to bed."
Marcus nodded and rubbed his sleepy eyes. "Oh. Ok." He sat up on the bed. "When did you come in?"
"Couple minutes ago." She took off her holster and put it in a drawer. "Hey we really need to get a lock box for the gun; Jaime is growing taller and can soon reach the drawer."
Marcus nodded. "I'll do it tomorrow."
"Thanks honey." She pulled off her blouse. "How was your day?"
"Not bad. We went to the park where he attempted to talk to every pigeon and then got mad when they would fly away because he tried to hold them."
Olivia chuckled a little. "Sounds like you."
"Shut up, that pigeon in Times Square was lucky I was talking to it."
She nodded and sat down on the bed to take her jeans off. "You're right. How dare it fly away from Marcus Montagu."
"Exactly." He nodded and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Oh you're soft."
"Thank you baby." She smiled. "Hey I got a question."
"I might have the answer."
"Last time we had sex; did you finish inside of me?" She asked. He just looked up at her. "I'm serious."
"And I'm seriously not answering."
"I'm serious…I think I'm pregnant. Normally around this time of the month is when I start being super irritated. And I haven't been annoyed for days. Did you ejaculate inside?"
"Olivia I don't know. I don't pay attention." He answered. "Plus, when was the last time we had sex? My mind doesn't keep track of things before two months." He teased.
She pinched his nipple. He instantly jumped and slapped her hand away. "Punk." She got up and got ready for bed.
He chuckled a little and turned to the other side. He cuddled up the pillow and closed his eyes. "I miss being inside of you."
"Stop being gross."
"Oh your vagina isn't gross baby."
"I know...you're gross." She teased and stuck her tongue out.
"Funny. Go be useful and make me a sandwich woman."
"The only sandwich you're getting is my foot up your ass." She threatened as she took her bra off.
"I like it rough."
She smiled and shook her head. "Horny aren't we?"
"You too?"
She smiled devilishly. She was completely naked now except for panties. She walked over to the bed and sat down on top of him. Marcus opened his eyes and gulped. Olivia bent down and kissed him deeply.
As soon as she saw he was into it, she pulled away. "You want more?" She whispered on his lips. He instantly nodded. "Go make me food and you'll get more after."
His expression became stern instantly. He grasped her by the waist and lifted her off him. "Evil" He turned to the other side and closed his eyes again.
"Baby c'mon. You give me food to eat, and I'll let you eat me." She smirked. He didn't even turn around and simply slapped her butt. She burst into laughter. "Big baby." She got off the bed and pulled on one of his shirts. She bent down and kissed his head. "What do you want to eat?"
"Cheese sandwich."
"Just because I love you." She slapped his butt and left the bedroom to make them food.
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The next morning, Marcus sat at the kitchen table reading his newspaper as Olivia made breakfast and Jaime was helping her.
"Daddy you want strawberries in your pancakes?" Jaime asked as he stirred the batter.
"No, I'm fine, thanks buddy."
"But I want them." He answered.
"Just put it in your part, not on mine." Marcus answered. Jaime simply stared at him. "Yeah, I'd love some strawberries." Jaime smiled and poured all the strawberries into the batter. "Um…aren't you supposed to cut them up first?"
Jaime looked down at his batter with full strawberries inside. "Opps. Mommy I made a mistake."
Olivia went over. "It's ok. We do love strawberries."
Marcus got up and grabbed cereal. Jaime looked over at him with a raised eyebrow. "What?"
"I'm making breakfast." The boy stated.
"I'm getting cereal." Marcus answered. Jaime shook his head. "I can't have cereal?" He shook his head again. "Oh aren't we feisty this morning you little monster." Marcus put the cereal back.
"Sit and wait for breakfast to be done." Jaime ordered. "Mommy and I are working hard."
Marcus nodded. "I know, sorry."
Olivia smirked and slowly sneaked Cereal in a bowl and poured milk into it. She motioned for Marcus to come over. She knew he wasn't a big fan of pancakes but was going along for Jaime's sake because the boy was excited to make them.
Marcus slowly got up and ate the cereal standing up behind Jaime as Olivia helped Jaime stir.
"Hey aren't you supposed to be going to school?" Marcus asked.
"Not yet."
"When?"
"Soon."
"When soon?"
"When I'm nine."
"Big liar."
"I know." Jaime nodded. "But school isn't fun."
"It's your first day." Marcus answered. "You don't know that."
"Yes I do. I can't jump on beds with you when I'm at school."
"You two jump on beds?" Olivia asked. Jaime and Marcus quickly shook their heads. "Big liars."
Marcus finished his cereal and washed the dish. "Are those pancakes ready yet?"
"Yup. We're going to cook them now." Olivia took the bowl and went to the stove. "Jaime you can hang out with dad now, you can't be around fire."
Jaime crossed his arms on his chest and pouted. "I hate fire."
Marcus sat down and also crossed his arms on his chest. "Me too." He pouted mockingly.
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Marcus kneeled down to be Jaime's eye level. "You have to go in." The little boy shook his head. "Jaime you have to go to school."
"Why?"
"Because pre-school is an important time of the year for you." Marcus smiled. "You will meet friends and you get to play with new, cool toys."
"I do?"
"Yeah!" Marcus answered enthusiastically. "Friends are awesome."
"How come you don't have friends if they are awesome? You only have mommy."
"That's because I didn't go to pre-school" Marcus pulled on his small backpack on him. "C'mon."
"Will you go in there with me?"
"Of course. But I can't stay." Marcus got up and took his hand. "Walk mister." Jaime started walking with him. They went into the classroom where other parents were trying to get their kids to let go of their hand.
Jaime instantly clung on to Marcus's leg. "Scary crying kids."
Marcus smirked. "C'mon it's ok." He picked him up and carried him over to the teacher. "Hi, I'm Marcus Montagu and this is Jaime."
The young teacher smiled at Jaime. "Hi Jaime, I'm Ms. Henderson."
Jaime instantly hid his face in Marcus's neck.
"Hey c'mon big boy, say hi." Marcus instructed. Jaime waved a little with his head still hiding. "What are you a turtle?" Jaime pulled his head out and gave Marcus a mean look.
Marcus put him down on the ground. "Daddy don't go."
"I have to." Marcus answered. He kissed him on his head. "If I don't, the other kids will tease you why your daddy is with you at school. And Ms. Henderson will throw me out."
Jaime glanced up at his good looking teacher. "That's not nice of you."
Marcus smirked. "C'mon, you're outgoing. Go find a friend."
"But-"
"Go. Run."
Jaime groaned and walked away to talk to another kid.
"He will be ok." Ms. Henderson assured Marcus.
"Oh I know." He nodded. "He is very talkative after he is comfortable."
"Wife at work? Normally we have both of the parents come in."
"Yeah, she's at work." He nodded. "Not officially my wife though." He answered since him and Olivia didn't remarry after their official divorce.
"Oh so your single?"
He smiled his charming smile. "Why would that concern you Ms. Henderson?"
She smiled and blushed. "Can't blame me for wondering right?"
"Why? Because I'm hot or you're available? I'm not denying either."
She blushed insanely. "Um…both."
He cleared his throat realizing he just flirted with his son's teacher. "Um…I have to go…work."
"Don't you work from home Mr. Montagu?" She picked up a book from her desk. It was Marcus's book.
"Oh…you read my book?"
"All of them. Amazing talent you have."
"Thank you." He nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets. "I have to get going, nice meeting you." He went over to Jaime and bent down. "I'll be back around two to pick you up ok? Be good."
"I will. Love you."
"Love you too." He kissed him on the cheek and got up. He glanced at Ms. Henderson watching him and quickly left the room.
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Olivia came into the apartment later that night and noticed Marcus wasn't there. Jaime was there with Casey. "Hey guys."
Jaime quickly ran over and hugged her around the legs. "Hi Mommy."
"Hi." She kissed him on the head. "Where's dad?"
"I don't know. He told Aunt Casey." He took her by the hand and led her over to the coffee table. "Look what I drew today." He picked up his drawing.
"Very cool." She nodded and gave him another kiss. "Case…where's Marcus?"
"Told you to meet him at some restaurant"
"Which?"
"I forgot."
"Seriously?"
Casey thought for a bit. "Wait…no…I know. That French on 4th avenue and 3rd."
Olivia smiled and shook her head. "Thanks." She took off her gun and badge and handed it over to Casey knowing she knew where it went. "I'll see you later."
"Wow, wait." Casey quickly got off the couch. She grabbed the detective by the arm. "We will be right back Jaime."
"Ok." He answered and kept watching his show.
Casey dragged Olivia into the bedroom and closed the door behind her. "You're seriously going to go on a date with your ex husband like that? Current boyfriend and father of your child." Casey thought for a second hoping she got it correctly. "Weird ass situation."
"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" She looked down at her jeans and purple dress shirt with a white shirt under.
Casey placed her hand on her forehead. "Oh Tyra how I need you." She went to Oliva's closet. "That is pretty for rapists…for your ex-husband slash boyfriend slash father-"
"Casey I get it." Olivia cut in.
"You need something sexy."
"Why?"
"You're lucky your pretty...cause that brain..." She shook her head and went to Olivia's closet.
"Casey c'mon, he won't care what I'm wearing."
"He left here in a nice sexy blazer and dress pants. Oh and a tie."
Olivia nodded and went to the closet. "Sexy. Pick."
Casey pulled out a navy blue dress. "Shows your curves. And do something with that hair." She left the room and sat down by Jaime. "What are we watching punk?"
"A show."
"Got a name?"
"Nope. Just pretty girls."
Casey looked down at him. "On Bravo? Give me that." She took the remote and changed the channel to a cartoon.
"But it was fun! They were blonde and there were three of them and they hung out with their grandpa."
"Oh baby that's not their grandpa." She smiled a little.
Olivia came out. Casey's mouth dropped. Olivia's dress was extremely tight, and her cleavage was showing. She had on a little make up and her hair was resting on her bare shoulders. "Wow."
"Mommy you look pretty." Jaime stated.
"Thank you." She smiled. "Behave yourselves while I'm gone and no parties."
"Heard that Jaime?" Casey teased. "I told you not the invite those girls." He giggled and cuddled up to Casey.
Olivia kissed Jaime on the cheek. "Love you, goodnight."
"Bye mommy. Say hi to daddy."
"I will." She smiled. "Thanks for watching him Case."
"No problem." She waved.
Olivia grabbed her purse and left the apartment.
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Olivia walked into the nice French restaurant and instantly spotted Marcus waiting outside. "Fancy."
He looked over at her and his mouth dropped. "Damn."
"What?"
"You look gorgeous."
"Thank you." She kissed him on the cheek. "Where did this date come from?"
"We haven't had alone time in a long time." He wrapped his arm around her waist and led her into the restaurant.
"What are you talking about? I gave you sex a week ago."
"Olivia sshh, you can't say sex in a nice place like this." He whispered. He let the waiter lead them to their table.
Olivia smiled a little and sat across him. "You look nice."
"Thank you. I showered just for you."
"Well that's sweet of you." She took his hand. "Are you going to be broke after this date?"
"Yup."
"Marcus." She hissed. "C'mon. We're not dating anymore; you don't have to impress me."
"Technically we are, we're divorced."
"Hey that was your choice."
He nodded. "I know." He reached inside his inner blazer pocket and pulled out a small black velvet box. He placed it on the table and opened it. "I want to marry you again."
This time it was Olivia's mouth dropping. "Marcus."
"I was scared earlier but I'm not anymore. I'm ready for this. I'm in it all the way. We have a son together and I want to raise him with my wife. Not my girlfriend I live with. Marry me Olivia."
She felt tears form in her eyes. "Why are you complicating this?"
"I love you, there is nothing complicated about that. And I know you love me. It will be better this time."
She looked at the ring and then looked up at him. She said nothing and got off her chair and left.