CH. 5- Happiness

*Olivia's POV*

I woke up once again to the sight of a beautiful sunrise. Surprisingly, however, I was not awoken by the sound of Noah crying, and the strong pair of arms that were wrapped around my midsection the night before were no longer there. I walked out of the bedroom, down the hallway, and into the living room to find Elliot holding Noah and watching cartoons. My heart melted.

Sensing my presence, Elliot turned around, smiling.

"Good morning, beautiful," He said.

"Hi," I smiled back at him, proceeding to take my place next to him on the couch and we shared a quick kiss. It was almost instinctive, like we'd kissed one another every day like that for years.

He put his arm around me, pulling me in closer. Noah began reaching for my necklace and playing with the chain. I kissed his forehead saying "Good morning baby boy. How'd you sleep?" He laughed at my question as if I was telling a joke. He was such a happy baby and a beautiful one at that.

Elliot placed Noah in my lap, got up off the couch, and walked into the kitchen. "What do you two want for breakfast?" He asked, smiling. "El, we can order in or do cereal. You don't have to make breakfast." "I know," he said. "But I want to. So what do you want?" "Well," I said, "There's bacon and eggs in the refrigerator and I have some pancake mix in the pantry." "Okay, babe. I'll get right on that."

I placed Noah in his highchair and went into the kitchen. I walked up behind Elliot and wrapped my arms around his waist, laying my head against his back. He turned around to face me and cupped my face in his hands, bringing his lips down to mine. The kiss was slow and sweet, so full of love. Things quickened suddenly as he picked me up and placed me on the countertop, moving his lips to my neck. He found my pulse point and sucked hard. I uttered a low moan and tilted my head back to give him more access. I ran my hand up his lower back to the base of his neck, playing with the short hair there. I placed my other hand on his face, and brought his lips back to mine. I soon felt his tongue gliding across the seam of my lips and immediately parted them, granting him entry into my mouth. Our tongues sought out one another in an intimate dance and our hands moved up and down each other's bodies. "I thought we were taking things slow." I whispered, breathlessly.

"I can take things slow. I can take things incredibly slow." He laughed, sucking on my earlobe. We looked into each other's eyes and knew it was time to stop. He kissed me one last time, picked up the spatula, and flipped the pancakes. I poured Noah a cup of milk and went back into the living room to give it to him.

We had breakfast, it was delicious and then we took Noah to the park. While we were playing with him on the swings, Elliot broke the silence and asked, "What are you doing Saturday night?"

"Nothing," I replied. "Why?"

"I want to take you out. On another date. Maureen is off this weekend so she said she can watch Noah, if that's okay with you."

"That would be wonderful, El. I'd love that."

"Great!" He exclaimed. "I can't wait. I'm gonna go home and get ready for work. I love you, Liv," He said, kissing me goodbye.

"I love you too, El," I replied, kissing him back.

"Bye, little guy," he said, turning to Noah and kissing him on the forehead.

He walked away and I watched him disappear into the distance.

When we got home, I put Noah down and went to bed. The next morning, I woke up to a text that read: "Good morning, beautiful. I can't wait to see you tomorrow. I love you. Xoxo –El."

I smiled at the sweet gesture as I went into Noah's room to get him dressed for the day. After dropping him off at Lucy's house, I made my way to work.