The first time we touched

Chapter -four

Title-The good night kiss

EO-pairing

Elliot and Olivia began dating after his divorce from Kathy; their relationship, steady yet secret, had been going on five months. Elliot desired to take the relationship to the next level but Olivia was hesitant. They walked hand in hand along the beach as the summer's breeze caressed their bodies. Elliot and Olivia relaxed together on their blanket listening to the ocean pound against the jetty walls. Olivia leaned into Elliot's embrace feeling the strength of his chest. She allowed the rhythm of his steady breath to lull her into sleep.

Elliot and Olivia left the precinct after nearly fifteen hours of work. Careful not to draw undue attention to them Olivia returned to her apartment and Elliot to his. As Olivia prepared her bed for a good night's sleep, her phone rang. " Oh, you can't be serious." She said aloud. Frustrated and tired, she answered the phone.

"Benson." Her voice was short.

"Ah, I love the sound of your voice." Elliot spoke softly, immediately disarming Olivia.

"Mmmm, my personal goodnight calls. I think I'd rather have a kiss." She smiled to herself imagining his facial reaction.

"Open your door." His voice remained steady. Olivia smiled and arched her brow. "What?"

"Open your door." He repeated.

Olivia walked to her door in a pair of cotton shorts and an A shirt. Opening the door, she smiled as she saw Elliot, closing his cell phone and returning it to his pocket. He stepped in and pulled her close to him kissing her on the lips.

"Wow, you took the good night kiss thing a little too seriously huh?" She laughed kissing him back.

Elliot broke away smiling as he closed the door. "Actually, were going out."

"What? How come you didn't say anything today?" She asked retreating to her room leaving the door cracked to continue the conversation.

"Well, that defeats the whole surprise theory doesn't it?" He let out a chuckle, as Olivia re-emerged in low-rise Levis and a form fitting baby blue t-shirt. Elliot smiled at how quickly she had prepared herself and how sexy she looked.

"Ready?" He smiled, noticing how the blue accented her olive skin.

"Ready." She smiled fastening her last earring.

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Elliot gently pushed Olivia's chair closer to the table and claimed his seat directly across from her.

"Elliot, this is sweet." She smiled at him and then teasingly narrowed her eyes. "What's this for?" She flashed him a secductive smile making him blush.

"I just wanted to do something different for you." He smiled; his voice was sensual, peaking Olivia's curiosity.

"You didn't have to do that," said Olivia. Olivia went to the bathroom to powder her face and look good for her man. Olivia came back out and sat down across from him. Then Olivia starred into his big bright blue eyes. "Are you ok? Do you want to go now?" asked Elliot.

"Elliot you didn't have to do this." She smiled.

"You're worth it." He moved his foot under the table until he made contact with her.

Olivia felt her body heat rise at his gentle contact. "Hold that thought." She said retreating to the bathroom. Olivia looked into the mirror examining her teeth, hair, and makeup, looking for any imperfections that may be a turn-off. Satisfied with her appearance she returned to Elliot.

"Are you okay? Do you want to leave?" He asked her concerned with her disappearance. He hoped he had not upset her.

"Absolutely not Stabler. What did you order for dinner?" She positioned her leg next to his; assuring him, he was right from the beginning.

"Actually, I haven't ordered yet." He picked up a menu glancing through it. He had almost settled on the Monte Crisco when he thought he heard a sniffle come from Olivia. Elliot folded his menu looking at Olivia who was shielding her face with her menu. Elliot gently took the menu from her hands. "What's wrong?" He asked narrowing his eyes.

Olivia cleared her throat. "Um, nothing." She smiled sheepishly, embarrassed by her tears.

"You're crying." He decided to inform her…just in case she was not aware. "Why?" he pushed her to open up.

Olivia took a breath and wiped her tears. "I can't remember ever being this happy Elliot."

Elliot laughed, not at her tears but at her innocence, in spite of everything they had seen together she still had a mysterious purity about her, in spite of that purity Elliot also saw the pain that she tried so hard to mask.

"Elliot it's just that, everyone person I've dated seemed to be more interested in my body than my intellect. They have been either repulsed or enamored by the details of my job. They never call again. " It occurred to Elliot in that moment when she had left herself vulnerable that she was afraid he would do the same thing to her.

Elliot reached across the table for her hand interlacing his fingers with hers. "Just so you know Olivia," His voice was soft, full of reassurance. "I would never hurt you," he spoke as Olivia looked down into her lap. "Your incredibly intelligent and beautiful…and I love you." He said smiling at her.

Olivia raised her head slowly, stunned by his words. She searched his face, her vision blurred with tears as she spoke. "You mean that Elliot?"

TBC...

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