Chapter Three
Elliot kept talking to the guys, but kept glancing over to watch Olivia over at the other table. He saw Olivia take another shot with Alex. Then a new song started pumping out of the sound system. Olivia and Alex grabbed hands, raised them up in the air, let out a yell and started dancing their way to the dance floor.
"Uh Oh" said Munch. "That's going to be trouble!"
Olivia and Alex worked their way through the crowd and made it to the dance floor. Their dance through the crowd did not go unnoticed by several men in the crowd, who looked them up and down as they passed by. Alex and Olivia made it to the dance floor, released their hands and started dancing to the music.
Elliot just watched as Alex and Olivia let loose. Olivia was smiling and laughing, gyrating to the music. Elliot smiled. Olivia looked so damn carefree, and so unbelievably sexy. But before he could even finish that thought, two guys joined the dance party, one pairing up with Olivia and one with Alex. Alex and Olivia didn't miss a beat, grabbing onto the shoulders of their new dance partners and continuing to move with the music. As the song went on, their bodies got closer and closer. Elliot was fuming as he watched Olivia's new dance partner put his hands on her waist, then move them down lower on her hips. As they danced, Olivia threw her head back and the mystery man pulled her closer, moving his hands down over her ass and kissing her on the shoulder and neck. Olivia laughed and pushed him back, but their bodies never lost contact as they continued to grind against each other to the beat of the music.
"What the hell?" said Elliot. "What the hell does that guy think he's doing?"
"Calm down Elliott. They are just dancing." said Munch, laying a hand on Elliot's shoulder. "Liv is just blowing off some steam and having some fun."
'They are practically having sex on the dance floor!" said Elliot, outrage on his face, pushing Munch's hand off his shoulder.
"Knock it off Elliot. Just let her be. Olivia knows her limits, and she doesn't need you hovering over her. She's a big girl." said Munch.
Elliot turned back to look at Munch. "She's drunk, and it's my job to look out for her."
Just then, the song was over and Elliot looked back at the dance floor. Olivia and Alex were making their way back to the table. However, before Olivia could leave the dance floor, the guy she had been dancing with grabbed her arm. She turned around to talk to him as he tried to drag her back on to the dance floor. Elliot watched the interaction, ready to go to the rescue if he didn't let her go. But whatever she said must have worked because he let her arm go and she and Alex walked back to the table.
Both she and Alex were slightly out of breath, panting slightly.
"God, it's hot out there! I need something to drink!" Olivia said. She grabbed Elliot's beer and took a long drink.
Elliot had an angry look on his face. "What was that?" he asked, looking at Olivia as she set the glass down.
"What was what?" asked Olivia, genuinely confused.
"Out on the dance floor. With that guy." Said Elliot.
"What? We were dancing. "
"That guy had his hands all over you! You were practically having sex." Said Elliot accusingly.
Olivia rolled her eyes at Elliot. "For God's sake Elliot. That's how people dance. We were just having fun and I pushed him off me when he got to friendly."
"Didn't look like you were fighting him off to me" pouted Elliot.
Olivia breathed a heavy sigh. Elliot could be so overprotective all the time, and it really got on her nerves sometimes. But she could also appreciate that if she saw Elliot dancing with some strange woman like that, she wouldn't be too happy either. She really loved Elliot; not that he knew that. She didn't really know how he felt, but knowing how jealous he got all of them time, she felt like there was a maybe he loved her a little too. She knew she had been flirting with Elliot tonight, but really, she wasn't sure what she wanted to happen. I guess she just wanted to see what WOULD happen, since it was obvious that he wasn't going to be the one to make a move. Their relationship was complicated, and they had danced around it for years. But now that he was divorced, she had kind of expected something to change. And if he wasn't going to push the boundaries a little; well, she had decided tonight might be the night to take a step over the line they had so carefully drawn.
Olivia wedged her body between Elliot and the table, facing him. Elliot had been sitting on a barstool, so Olivia positioned her body between his knees. She smiled at him seductively and reached up and placed her hand on his shoulder. "It's your birthday, so I am not going to argue with you. For the rest of the night, I promise I won't dance with anyone else. I will stay right here, with you." She leaned over and whispered in his ear. "Will that make you happy?" She leaned back and looked into his eyes.
Elliot just looked at her; he was trying to control his body after the intimate contact from Olivia. They didn't touch like this, and now here she was, with her body wedged between his knees and her hand on his shoulder. When she whispered in his ear, he could feel himself start to get aroused, and he was focused on trying to stop his body from reacting. He wanted to grab her around the waist, pull her close and kiss her. But Munch, Alex and Cragen were still at the table, witnessing the interaction between the two. Elliot had to get control of the situation. He meant to make some kind of smartass comment, but all reason seemed to have abandoned him.
"Yes." He said softly, letting his breath out slowly. He heard Fin yelling something about shots, and the rest of the crew was headed over towards their table. Thankfully, Munch's , Alex's and Cragen's attention shifted to Fin. He tried to focus on what Fin was saying, but he couldn't. Olivia had turned around looking towards Fin and the rest of the people moving towards them, but still kept her body between his knees. Her bare back was facing him now, and her ass was wedged between his knees. It was all he could do to keep from reaching up and running his hands over the skin on her back and down over her hips. This was torture. And the funny thing was, he knew that she knew it too.
