AN: I don't know what happened when I tried to post it earlier. Here is the full chapter. Sorry.
AN: This chapter is inspired by Prince's Kiss. It may help to listen to it while you read. I heard your request and have it under consideration. This chapter is cute Owen/liv but I am not making any commitments yet. Let me know what you think, like a true narcissist the comments inspire me. Sorry for numerous errors in the last chapter and I am sure this one.
Chapter 5
Elliot becomes aware of two things as he wakes; one she is gone from his arms and two her laughter.
He had awoken sometime in the middle of the night convinced he was having the most wonderful dream, only to find it had been reality- she was in his arms. He knew he should wake her or at least take her to a bed where she could at least get more comfortable but he was selfish and he didn't want to risk her waking up and running away from him. He wanted to hold her as long as he could. He knows she would kill him for it but he wanted to watch her sleep. He must have fallen asleep doing that because when he awakens for the second time she is gone. The blanket he had wrapped around her is now around him. He smiles at the realization she must have placed it there. His joy at her actions increases as he hears her laughter. He has no idea why she laughing and frankly he doesn't care. He just loves the sound of it.
He sits up and immediately uses his hand to shield the sun from his eyes. Thats what you get for falling asleep outside. His whole body aches from his less than ideal sleep position but as he stands and stretches, he has the pleasure of hearing her laughter again. He has to find her and see what makes her so happy, he has to witness to her joy. He can tell she is close by and follows the laughter until he come to the door leading to the kitchen from the back porch.
What he see before him, melts his heart. Olivia stands at the counter behind his son with her arms around him as they both stir the contents of a bowl. Eli stands on a step stool before her and both of them are covered in white powder. Both are still wearing their PJs and bare feet. Prince's Kiss plays loudly in a loop from the radio and Olivia sways to the music as she breaks eggs into the bowl in front of them. Eli has the biggest grin on his face and she grabs his arms and spins him on the step stool cause them both to laugh out loud. As they return to stirring the contents of the bowl, she mimics Princes's high pitch as she sings causing Eli to laugh even more. Elliot smiles at the sight and sounds of the woman he loves with his child. He is about to enter the kitchen and join them when a voice stops him.
"I think you are doing it wrong." He recognizes the voice as Owen's and that is confirmed when he notices his cousin leaning in the other doorway to the kitchen. He wears a smile Elliot is sure mirrors his own.
"You don't even know what we are making." She smile at him.
"Don't have to, to know you are doing it wrong. If you are cooking then you are doing it wrong." Owen laughs as he dodges the towel she throws at him. He is behind her in two strides. He grabs her around the waist and kisses her cheek. "Hey thats not a nice way to say good morning." She turns her face towards him and he kisses her on the lips. "That better. So what are we making?"
Elliot feels his blood boil. His fist clench at his side. He knows he has no right to feel this way, she is Owen's girlfriend and he has every right to kiss her, to have his hands around her waist caressing the space between her tank and pj bottoms but Elliot wishes more than anything it was him. He also knows he shouldn't be spying on them but he is curious to see them together.
"Pancakes!" Eli yells in response to Owen's question.
"Well kid, you are in luck, thats my speciality!" Owen lifts Eli and places him to sit on the counter. He reaches in the cupboard for a new bowl, kicks the step stool away and grabs Olivia placing her before him. Their position mimics that Olivia and Eli were in previously. Eli sits on the counter beside them. "This is how its done." Owen states as he guides Olivia's hand to empty individual ingredients in the bowl. He stands close to her and their hips sway sensually to the song as they stir the mix. They all laugh out loud when Olivia flicks flour in Eli's face and he retaliates by attempting to do the same to her, only she ducks and Owen gets covered in flour. "Kid, you didn't just do that!" Owen yells as he grabs a handful of floor. He is too slow though as Eli jumps off the counter and runs to the other side of the island, out of reach. Olivia laughs at Eli's action but stops abruptly when she see Owen's devious look. "Is something funny?" He asks.
"You wouldn't?" Olivia tries to back away from him but not before he pours the powder over her head. "You didn't! Owen McAllister, You didn't just throw floor on me!" She attempts to grab the bag of flour sitting on the counter but before she could, her feet are off the ground as strong arms lift her by the waist from behind. "Eli, get the bag!" she yells when it is obvious she can't get free.
A full fledge food fight ensues before Elliot has enough of the sickeningly sweet moment. He wants to ruin it because it should be his moment with her not Owen's. He steps into the kitchen and clears his throat.
"Dad!" Eli steps away from the chaos for a moment and embraces his father.
"Hey Bud. Why are you covered in flour? Elliot ask his youngest as if he didn't see the whole thing himself.
"We were making pancakes."
"Making or wearing?" He picks chunk of flour from his son's blond curls.
"Whats up El?" Owen greets him. It doesn't surprise him that Olivia not only doesn't say anything but avoids total eye contact with him. Guess she decided to pretend last night didn't happen. Figures. "We made pancakes. Sit down and have some. " Owen places a plate before him as he sits on a stool by the island next to Eli.
"Thanks."
"These are good Liv. " Eli comments as he stuffs his face with a forkful of pancakes.
"Why are you telling her, I made them." Owen teases as he grabs her around the waist and kisses her cheek.
"Not true! Eli and I did most of the work." She kisses him on the cheek once more before stepping out of his arms to turn off the radio.
"You mean made most of the mess." Owen takes the plates to the sink. As he looks out the window, something catches his eyes. "Oh great Olivia, your boyfriend is here!"
Olivia has no idea what he is talking about but figures it must be some joke even though that doesn't explain the slight bitterness she detects. "Who? Brad Pitt?"
Owen smiles. "No not that one. "
"Bradley Cooper?"
"You have a lot of boyfriends, don't you?
Its Olivia's turn to smile. "Variety is the spicy of life." She comments as she walk to the window to see what he is referring to. What she sees causes her to squeal as she heads towards the front door.
"You Know you never squeal like that for me." Owen calls to her retreating form.
"Oh I do, Baby, on the inside." She throws over her shoulder as she continues to walk away.
