Author' Note: Thanks again everyone for the reviews. Cate.
Olivia doesn't remember how she ended up on the balcony with Casey. Oh, she vividly remembers the point at which Casey took off her coat; what she can't explain is how they have progressed from "who the hell are you" to being less than an inch apart for the last half hour. Olivia remembers when she was jolted to awareness by the harsh wind. And she definitely can't forget when Casey's body reacted to the cold air, repeating the beginning of her demise. Casey certainly seemed to enjoy Olivia's discomfort. And with a self-satisfied grin, she thinks "And I think she enjoys kissing me even more," as Olivia continues to partake in that particular pleasure.
Regardless of her Casey-haze, this is what Olivia can remember. After dancing so close that their temperatures rose; their inhibitions were less; and their patience to act on their lust was greatly diminished; they ended up on the Balcony without ever letting the other leave their grasp. Casey decided (wisely in Olivia's mind) to continue dancing, but in a style that might be seen as inappropriate inside (though they had most certainly pushed it to the limit inside, but Casey was...even more wild outside).
She thinks of Casey grinding her hips into Olivia's center, guiding Olivia's hands to roam her hips and thighs. And how she turned to face Olivia, as their hands roamed everywhere, not caring what they exposed in their wake. Olivia felt like she was about to explode as she finally captured Casey's lips, while she wrapped one of Casey's legs around her waist and they continued to dance. The first kiss was brief, an assurance and a tease. They pulled back with Chester Cat grins.
"Bet you're glad you choose me now," Casey punctuated with her signature eyebrow raise and a smirk.
"It wasn't a choice at all, Casey," Olivia replied only to be rewarded with a kiss that carried them until their next necessary breath. And in that breath, Olivia is back to the present. As they lean back into another kiss, they stop when a snowflake lands on Casey's check.
"Make a wish, Casey."
"Ok, I have it," Casey says with a smile. She almost jumps when Olivia licks and kisses off the snowflake, instead of blowing it.
Being Casey, though, she has a retort, "I hope you don't do that with dandelions."
Olivia suddenly realizes Casey is only wearing the silk dress in the snow (ok... maybe she was reminded). "Casey you must be freezing, let's go back inside."
"Olivia, no," Casey pleads. "I want to run away with you," she jokes, "No, seriously, can we ditch this party and walk around the Park. This Hotel is just across from the pond in Central Park."
"That's sounds lovely, Casey. Let's go, but you have to wear your coat. I don't want a girlfriend with pneumonia."
Casey chuckles and concedes.