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Olivia stared at Alex incredulously for a moment, wondering why the hell this couldn't wait until the morning. Or at least eight in the morning instead of three in the morning.
"I told you, Alex. We're not talking about this and you need to go home." Olivia moved to close the door but Alex pushed her hand over the threshold and slammed it back into the wall, stunning Olivia.
"Then we don't talk," Alex growled and pushed Olivia inside, kicking the door closed behind her. She shoved Olivia back into the wall and Olivia's eyes went wide. "We don't say a word," Alex continued and kissed Olivia fiercely. Olivia quickly reciprocated the kiss, reaching her hands up to caress Alex's face and running them down her arms. She pulled away and stared at Alex.
"Alex what are you…"
"Shut…up…Liv…" Alex interrupted, pausing to lay a kiss on various parts of Olivia's neck with each word. It made Olivia lose control, and there were no more disruptions on her part. Alex ran her tongue over Olivia's bottom lip forcefully and Olivia was happy to accommodate Alex. Olivia pulled back again.
"Alex, you've been drinking!"
"Don't you ever listen?" Alex sneered and stooped to grab the hem of Olivia's t-shirt. The look in her eyes quieted Olivia's protests one more time and Alex managed to pull the shirt over Olivia's head. Alex practically purred as she moved her hands over the swell of a breast and watched Olivia's neck tilt backwards. Before Olivia knew it the clasp on the back of her bra had been swiftly undone. Alex smiled mischievously as she took in the sight. Olivia had become flushed and was softly panting.
Alex bent and took a dark pink nipple in her mouth, stimulating Olivia to the point of a not so soft moan. She licked and it and softly bit it, listening to the short ragged breaths emanating from the brunette. She laughed into the breast and moved to the other one, working as hungrily as before.
Olivia was so turned on by this point that she'd lost most control of her hands. They'd run through Alex's hair, down her sides, across her stomach, and now were slowly dipping beneath the hem of Alex's sweatpants. She knew she smelled arousal in the air and she knew it was largely her own, but some of it had to be Alex's too. Olivia ran a finger over cotton panties and Alex cried out. But this was no cry of pleasure and suddenly Olivia reentered reality. Alex's eyes were clamped shut and her lips were quivering beneath the force of her teeth.
"Alex, stop!" Olivia snapped and moved to retrieve her hand from Alex's sweatpants.
"No, no! Leave it, I want this!" Alex cried again, tearing her eyes open and gripping Olivia's wrist.
"You don't want this, and if I continue I'll be as bad as the men in the Congo!" Olivia retorted angrily and rapidly pulled her arm out of Alex's grip.
Alex simply stared at Olivia, lost in some sort of other worldly high, an out of body experience that prevented her from moving a muscle or forming coherent thought. When it had been at least ten seconds and Alex hadn't said a word or moved at all, even as Olivia had retrieved her t-shirt and pulled it back on, the detective started waving a hand in front of the blonde's face. She touched the blonde's cheek, but Alex still didn't budge.
"Alex, sweetheart, are you with me?" Olivia said taking a hold of Alex's hand. "Alex? It's me, Olivia…"
Finally Alex blinked a few times and turned to stare at Olivia. "Oh my God. What did I do?" she gasped and quickly turned away. Olivia, not letting go of Alex's hand, stepped around to try and meet her friend's gaze again. Alex wouldn't look her in the eye.
"Come on, Alex, let's sit on the couch for a minute."
She practically dragged Alex, who refused to pick up her feet, and set her down on the sofa. She chose to simply stand across from Alex until the attorney would look at her. Olivia had a bit too much experience with posttraumatic stress disorder and was scared that Alex was having some sort of flashback or manic episode.
"I'm going to go make some tea for you, okay Alex?" Alex didn't respond. Olivia sighed softly and exited to the kitchen, hoping in the time she was gone Alex would have recovered.
When Olivia reentered with a hot mug of orange pekoe, Alex lifted her head to look and softly smile at her. "Thank you," Alex said, and Olivia smiled back, glad to have her friend back to what had become relatively normal.
Alex sipped the steaming liquid and breathed deeply. Olivia rubbed her hand over Alex's thigh and tried to keep her calm.
"Okay, Alex, maybe we really should talk."
"No Liv, I have to respect your wishes. I was stupid to come here and I was stupid to do what I did," Alex responded, shaking her head and trembling slightly.
"There's a good chance you weren't in control of your actions," Olivia reassured her. "If you're suffering from any form of PTSD, that could have something to do with it."
Alex chuckled and shook her head again. "I didn't come here in some sort of psychiatric stupor. That was Serena's fault."
"Southerlyn?"
"Yeah, don't ask."
Olivia was confused. "Why would she make you come here?"
"Don't worry about it," Alex mumbled.
Olivia sucked in a breath and rubbed her eyes, standing. "I'll uh, be right back," she said, needing to clear her head (and her libido) for a few minutes.
Alex's voice piped up behind her back as she started to walk away. "It was mostly true, you know…"
Olivia turned around and raised her eyebrows. "What was?"
The blonde paused and looked down. "That I…that I wanted it. Maybe not right then, but I have."
Olivia's eyes went wide. Before Alex knocked on her door a few minutes ago and practically ravished her in the foyer, Olivia had no idea the attorney felt any desire for her at all. In fact, she assumed Alex was completely straight. That's why she'd been so embarrassed about kissing her out of nowhere. And now, Alex was telling her that she'd thought of doing it before, and that she'd wanted to?
Alex threw her head in her hands as she realized that Olivia still hadn't said anything. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have said that, I'm so, so sorry…"
"Alex," Olivia finally spoke. "What are you sorry for?"
"For having this…attraction to you. It's completely unprofessional, will ruin our friendship and I simply should not feel this way."
"You can't tell the heart what to feel."
Alex softly laughed. "That's what Serena said. What movie did you guys get that from anyway?"
Olivia smiled. "It's no movie, it's just the truth. But I guess that explains why Serena sent you here."
Alex sheepishly nodded. For the first time tonight, she locked her eyes on Olivia's long enough to actually be able to spot what color they were. "I really, really am sorry."
Olivia let out a long breath through pursed lips. "Alex, think back to that first kiss. Were you the one that practically jumped on me?"
"Liv, you didn't jump on me…"
"No, that was me. I initiated it. What does that tell you?"
"You were going through some sort of emotional turmoil?"
"Who are you, a therapist? Don't play dumb Alex, it means I'm attracted to you too! So you have no need to be sorry because this whole thing is my fault," Olivia said biting her lip.
Alex looked at Olivia thoughtfully and her face broke out into a smile. Olivia looked at her puzzled. "What?"
"Why are we treating this like a bad thing?"
"For all the reasons you said. Unprofessional, would ruin the friendship, should not feel this way."
"Well, let's see," Alex replied, suddenly in a much better mood. "Professionalism would actually be a moot point, considering the work that you and I do no longer overlap. Second, if every relationship ruined a friendship, nearly 100% of marriages would end in divorce, not 50%. And if you shouldn't feel this way, how come I do? And vice versa?"
Olivia smirked. "You are such a lawyer."
"Yep, a lawyer who just disproved three supposedly fatal flaws and left no reasonable doubt that this isn't a bad thing," Alex grinned.
Lifting her brown eyes up to meet Alex's excited blue eyes, Olivia asked incredulously, "So you really think…I mean, you really want to try this?"
"I'm not a lesbian."
"Neither am I."
"I've never been in a relationship with a woman."
"Me neither."
"I've never even been attracted to any other woman!"
"Well I can't say the same there, honestly."
"What?"
"Have you seen Abbie Carmichael?"
"Abbie? Lord, Olivia!" Alex laughed and pushed Olivia's shoulder playfully. "But," she continued, taking a more serious tone, "I really think I would like to try this."
Not knowing what to say, Olivia just nodded her head and held her hand out to Alex. The blonde dropped her gaze to the outstretched palm, and brought it back out to Olivia's face, tweaking up an eyebrow.
"What, isn't this what you lawyers do when you come to some kind of agreement?" Olivia joked.
"With each other, yes," Alex smirked. "But with our significant others, we seal deals a little more like this."
Alex scooted closer to Olivia, smiling, and took Olivia's face in her hands. Alex moved her lips just next to Olivia's and the brunette closed the rest of the gap, their mouths meeting in a kiss that was far sweeter, filled with much more adoration and joy than either the rough kisses they shared earlier or the impromptu kiss from the other night. They pulled away from each other with a silly fuzzy feeling running through both of them.
"Do you know how good it is to see you smile?" Olivia asked.
"Do you know how good it is to do it?" Alex returned.
Alex let her head fall into Olivia's chest where she could stare up into her eyes and Olivia's hands could stroke her hair gently. But Olivia's smile was fading.
"Alex, there's just one problem."
"There is? What?"
"You're leaving…again…in thirty-six hours. What happens then?"
The corners of Alex's mouth began to drop as well. "I…I don't know, Liv."