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Standing from the couch, Olivia made her way over to the fridge. She grabbed her a bottle of water, closed the fridge, and headed back to the couch. She shut off the tv and made her way to her bedroom. Sipping her water, Olivia couldn't believe how thirsty she was. She had finished half the bottle by the time she reached the door of her bedroom. She entered and put her water on the night stand. She began peeling off clothes and headed for the bathroom. Once inside, she turned on the water and twisted the knob for the shower before hopping in. Olivia yawned as she pulled her hair back up into a messy bond. She couldn't believe how tired she was. Stepping into the shower, the water cascaded over her body and began washing away the day she had. She was so engrossed into the shower that she didn't hear her cell phone ringing. She continued her shower then hopped out and began drying off. She wrapped the towel around her body and headed back to the bedroom. When she entered, she gasped.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Olivia asked stunned.

He looked stunned by her question, "What do you mean?"

Olivia narrowed her eyes, "What in the hell are you doing here Porter?"

Porter slid off the bed and stood up. "I'm here to see you. You know you want to Olivia."

Olivia scoffed, "What part of 'we are over' did you miss when I talked to you at the station today? And how the hell did you get in my damn apartment?"

Porter smirked, "You should give me more credit than that Olivia, and I have a key. You told me to use it whenever I needed to and since you didn't answer your phone, I felt like it would be useful to use it."

Olivia was surprised he had held onto the key she had given him. He never had to use it so she had forgotten he had one. This also wasn't helping his case one damn bit.

"Get out of my apartment Porter. I'm not having sex with you."

Porter laughed, "Why must you always play hard to get? You liked having sex with me. You use to like what I did to your body."

"Use to were your key words, not get out and I'll see you at work tomorrow" Olivia told him sternly.

Porter smirked once more, "That's not what your body was saying when you were laying on the couch. You seemed to be enjoying every lick I gave your sweet clit."

Olivia was appalled. How long had this asshole been in her apartment? Was he the one who had stripped her of her clothing? Had he assaulted her? Surely shouldn't scream rape because of their previous history, but if he didn't leave, she would sure as hell try. She couldn't stop her body from reacting and he knew that.

"Porter you better leave now. Though we have had previous relations, I'll still press charges on you if you don't put my key on my bed and get the fuck out."

Porter nodded. He knew she was serious and that's not something he was willing to risk. He slowly put the key on the nightstand and turned and headed toward the front door. Just as he pulled it open, Elliot was on the other side. They both stared each other down until Olivia broke the silence.

"Goodbye Porter." She said from behind him.

Elliot stepped out of Porter's way so he could leave and entered his partner's apartment. He turned and his eyes fixed on the towel and her damp body made his body go into overdrive. Damn his partner was sexy as hell.

"What is it Elliot?" Olivia asked breaking his trance.

Elliot blinked a couple of times before he responded. "Just stopped by to talk. Looks like it was a good judgment call."

Olivia squinted, "Yeah it was. I didn't want him here but I took care of him." She headed back to her bedroom to change as she continued to talk to Elliot. "So what's on your mind?"

Elliot turned on her coffee maker and got down two cups. "Is it me or is Porter trying to hard?" He started going through her cabinets and found only Camille tea. He scrunched up his face and turned toward his partner when he heard her snicker. He watched as she pushed him aside and opened a bottom cabinet and pulled out a small jar of coffee. He smiled brightly, he knew his partner loved him.

"So are you gonna answer my question" Elliot asked as he made his cup of coffee.

Olivia rolled her eyes. She didn't want to have this conversation with her partner. She knew what he would say and what he would do if she told him what had happened between her and Porter. "He came by and wanted to have sex; I told him no and so he left."

Elliot frowned at her. "Why did you turn him down?"

"El! Because I'm with Brian and because there is nothing there anymore. He and I are done and have been since he double-crossed us and fucked us over on the cartel case."

Elliot nodded and sipped his coffee. He took a seat by Olivia at the counter and stared into his cup. He knew that, he was just fishing for answers.

"So what were you doing in your towel then?"

Olivia looked at him and frowned. Sometimes she wasn't sure if Elliot was her brother or her partner. Why was he questioning her she thought. "He let himself in while I was in the shower."

"He what" Elliot yelled as he stood up.

Olivia shot up as well. "El calm down, he had a key. I mistakenly gave him one and never got it back. Just drop it."

"Olivia that doesn't give him the right to just show up at your apartment uninvited."

"I know" Olivia said "He shouldn't have done that but I have my key now so we are fine."

Elliot gulped down his coffee and picked up the telephone book. He could feel her eyes on him as he thumbed through it quickly. Finally getting to the locksmith page, Elliot began typing in the phone number and saved it in his phone.

Olivia eyed him skeptically, "What are you doing?"

"I'm getting your locks changed tomorrow morning...in case he made copies."

Olivia rolled her eyes and shook her head. She didn't care what he did, she just wanted to go to sleep. "Heading to bed, do what you want. Good night."

She saw him wave at her as she headed toward her bedroom. She plopped down on the bed and felt her phone under her butt. She grabbed it and read three messages from the mystery man. She smiled at his last comment: I just wanted to be near you. She didn't text back, he saw the two cars, Elliot and Porters so he knew he couldn't go up to the apartment. She locked her phone and hopped in the bed. She heard Elliot make his way into the room 30 minutes later and crawl into bed with her. Though she was glad Elliot had decided to stay, she wished it had been someone else.

So who is it? Find out in the next chapter. Thanks for reading.