I love when my boyfriend acts all romantic and cheesy c:
Chapter 4
Tuesday
Olivia woke up to her buzzing phone. A text from Elliot. He is the only person who ever texted her this late. As much as she wanted to reply, she was exhausted. Even though she had a great day, it was long. All of the sex had tired her out. She put her phone on her nightstand and went back to sleep.
…
By the time she had woken up for the day, she checked her phone like usual. Elliot had texted her many times throughout the night. Kathy probably made him sleep on the couch. She sighed. She wished this was a real relationship. But, it was not. She knew what she got herself into. She texted Elliot back, telling him that she had fallen asleep after he left her apartment. In less than a minute, Elliot responded. When will you be ready? I'll give you a ride. Olivia looked at herself in the mirror. She looked tired and her hair was crazy. This was not a good look for her. She knew it would take her longer than usual to get ready. Being lazy, she called him.
"Something wrong, Liv?" Elliot sounded worried.
Olivia laughed. "No. I was too lazy to text you back. I am not looking good right now. It will probably take me longer to get ready then you are used to. You can come over, if you want."
"Okay. I'll be over in about ten."
"I'll leave the door unlocked. And El?"
"Yeah?"
Olivia hesitated. She knew he was still probably with Kathy, but she had to say it. "I love you."
She heard Kathy call his name. "Hold on!" he called to her, covering the phone. "I love you, too," Elliot whispered. He hung up the phone.
….
"Are you decent?" Elliot asked as he entered Olivia's apartment, laughing.
"I have tamed my hair. I need to finish doing my makeup and get dressed and I will be ready," Olivia explained from her bathroom.
"Okay." Elliot smiled. This is what he was hoping. He took his jacket and shirt off and threw it on her couch. He snuck past her bathroom she was in. He quietly walked into her room and laid on her bed. He posed himself, trying to look as irresistible as he possibly could.
Olivia, in the other room, had a feeling he would do something like this. She heard him walk past the bathroom. Her apartment was small, and the only room past the bathroom is her bedroom. He is so predictable. She quickly finished her makeup. If he wanted to play this game, she would win.
"I'll be out in a second, El," she called to him. She took all of her clothes off. Staring at naked body in the mirror, she fixed her hair, trying to look as tempting as she could. This is going to be too easy. She silently opened the bathroom door and headed for her room. "Close your eyes." She peeked into the bedroom to make sure his eyes were closed. They were. She leaned against the doorframe. "Okay, you can open them now."
Elliot's jaw drop. Olivia giggled.
"You won this one, Detective Benson," Elliot admitted. He got off of her bed and strolled towards her. He wasn't going to get her that easily. She ran to the living room, him closely behind. They were on opposite sides of the couch, like little kids playing tag. They were closely watching the other's move. "You look so gorgeous."
"I do, do I?" Olivia teased. "Come get me, Ellie."
"Oh, it's on, Liv!" Elliot lunged onto the couch. Olivia tried to get away, but he was too fast. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her onto the couch. He got on top of her, admiring her naked body that was right underneath him. "You look so gorgeous."
Olivia blushed. She knew he meant it. "I love you so much, Elliot Stabler."
"Not as much as I love you, Olivia Benson and soon, I will be able to shout it from the roof tops. Everyone will know," he told her, smiling. She kissed him. He got off of her and helped her up. "Now it's time to stop fooling around, or we're going to be late for work."