I know, I have too many stories up that need updates, but this was a story I wanted to write for a while. Olivia is a little AU in this, and I realize that, but I want to explore this side of Olivia Benson. She's a single, adult woman, and she deserves all good things.

Olivia say across from a man in a suit in a conference room along with a woman young enough to be her daughter, a woman whose jewelry taste was a bit too gaudy for her taste, and a woman who seemed to be about her age. She was captivated. This man reminded her of someone. The other three were discussing publishing stuff and she was lost, her manuscript in the middle of the table. She should have been paying attention, but she couldn't. She heard the woman with a large necklace speak. "I'm sorry, what?"

Diana looked at her. "Captain, I know this can be confusing and overwhelming at first. We're here to help you along that path, to guide you, anything you need us to repeat?"

Olivia blushed, embarrassed. "I Uh— I'm afraid I zoned out somewhere around cover images. Look, I'm not good at this stuff. I'm a cop. I'm shocked you even want to publish my manuscript."

Liza smiled. "It's captivating, raw and emotional, and it hits on a lot of hot button issues right now. It's okay if you're not good at the publishing game, we're the best. And we'll help you make any edits necessary."

Olivia nodded. "I appreciate that, and your faith in me." She took a deep breath. "God, my mother is probably rolling in her grave."

Kelsey looked at her. "I know in your book you said she was a professor, did she write?"

Olivia shook her head. "God no. I think she was more of a drunk than Hemingway. It's a miracle she was able to lecture. She was an English Professor at Manhattan Tech. She loved literature. While, I'm sure she never expected me to write a book, I'm pretty sure she'd be mortified that it's non fiction. And a tell-all nonetheless."

Charles finally spoke. "Captain Benson, I promise you, between the three of us and our head of PR, we are going to handle this book with care, and give it the kind of release a book like this needs. These are topics we here at Millennial take seriously, and that hit close to home for us. You're in good hands, Captain."

Olivia nodded. "Um, Charles, can I ask you a question?" Upon seeing him nod she bit her bottom lip ever sleep with your authors was the question screaming in her mind, but what came out was simple. "Do you happen to have a brother? You are a doppelgänger for one of the Defense Attorneys that my unit comes across every now and then. Your personalities are quite different, though, actually. He's a real piece of work, putting it nicely since I want you…" she trailed off, but caught herself. "To publish my book."

Charles caught her slip and smiled. "Well, Captain, I think we have all we need for today, I know you have a squad to get back to. We'll be in touch with some book cover ideas, and some title ideas if you need them, since this is still an untitled manuscript, and we'll need to set aside some time to take some author photos. And I'll be the main editor on your book, we'll take it chapter by chapter." He took one of his business cards and wrote his cellphone number on the back. "My office phone and my cell, in case you get stuck on an edit. You can bounce ideas off me. Sentence rewording, finding the right word, any edits you don't agree with, feel free to call or text any time. I'm your point person, I'm on this book full time."

Olivia smiled and put the card in her wallet. "Thank you, I appreciate all of you. I'll definitely be in touch, but I have to go make sure my Sergeant didn't burn down the squadroom on me." She shook hands with everyone, shaking Charles's hand last. The moment their hands touched she felt electricity run through her veins. "I look forward to working with you, Charles." She slowly took her hand from his and put her purse on her shoulder, walking out of the conference room.

Charles couldn't help the smile on his face, and it didn't go unnoticed by Kelsey. "Don't sleep with your author. It's bad for business."

Charles rolled his eyes. "I remember," he shot her a playful glare. "Besides, who said I was going to sleep with her?"

Kelsey looked at him. "Answering that question would give you a case for sexual harassment."

Charles blushed. "I'm going back to my office." He quickly walked into his office and started reading the first chapter of Olivia's book. It was heartbreaking, but it was real and honest. He found a couple of changes that he'd make that in no way took away from the story. Simple word choices. Olivia Benson was astonishing. Beautiful, compassionate, empathetic, after everything she'd endured. Once he noted the changes he would make, he packed up and went home. He relieved his nanny and spent some time with his girls, Bianca and Nicole. Once he put them to bed he changed into pajamas and reclined on his bed, hearing his phone ding.

Charles, it's Olivia Benson, I hope I'm not bothering you, but I've been thinking of book titles. I have a few. The Lotus, Breakthrough, In Spite of it All. I'm not sure if any of them are any good.

He couldn't help but smile, he saved her number as he thought up his response.

No bother at all, it is good to hear from you. I like the titles, perhaps we can work all three into a title. I want you to know, I read through the first chapter and only found minor changes, just a matter of word choice. I can send them over to you for approval tomorrow. Olivia Benson, you're the strongest person I think I've ever met. Thank you for trusting me with not just your words, but quite literally, your life story.

Olivia looked at her phone and her breath left her body, laying under the blankets in bed. She bit her bottom lip and took a deep breath.

Anyone who can read all of that and not view me as a victim, as some kind of damsel in distress is someone I want to keep around and get to know. I should probably let you go, I don't want to take time away from your family.

Charles smirked. She was sly, but he would play her game.

My girls are already in bed, it's just me. You aren't taking away time from anything important. Just me reflecting on the day.

She looked out the window and felt a fire rise in her belly.

Was it a good day?

Charles sank lower in the bed and let the blankets cover the lower half of his body.

It was an amazing day. I got to meet the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. Turns out she's a hell of a writer too.

Olivia gasped.

Why, Mr. Brooks, are you flirting with me?

Charles felt his heart start to race.

Only if I'm doing this right. What about you? How was your day, Captain?

His use of her title sent a shiver down her spine in the best way.

Well, it turns out, my editor is quite sexy, and after I left a meeting with him, I was pretty distracted the rest of the day, so I came home from work early, spent some time with my son and put him to bed, and now I'm lying in my bed, under my blankets. So, I'd say it was an amazing day.

Charles felt himself harden, just the thought of her in bed made him crave her.

In bed? Under the blankets? Do you have pajamas on?

Olivia gasped, squeezing her thighs together. She couldn't believe she was laying in bed, sexting her editor, but she didn't want it to stop. She wanted more. She took a deep breath and called him, rather than responding in text. She knew she needed to be quiet, but so did he, as his own kids were sleeping. She heard him answer and his voice sent shockwaves through her body. "Hi there. I uh… I'm—" she closed her eyes. "I wanted to hear you," she whispered.

Charles heard her breathless voice and he took himself in his hand. "Captain," he heard her let out a whiny moan. "You didn't answer my question."

She closed her eyes, her hand pushing inside her pajama bottoms and her panties, teasing herself. "I have pajamas on," she opened her eyes. "Do you?"

He groaned as he stroked himself. "Pajama pants. No shirt," he needed to feel her, but he knew for now, hearing each other's voices as they touched themselves would have to be enough. "God, Olivia you're so sexy," he whispered.

Olivia used her other hand to massage her breasts. "Charles," she whispered and arched her back. "God, I wish you were here. I'm so wet," she pushed her fingers inside herself. "Oh!"

Charles was losing his mind. "I want to feel you, Olivia."

Her chest was heaving. "Charles, tell me. Tell me what to do. Because I need to feel you, but we both have kids, we can't," she gasped. "We can't be in the same spot right now, but we can make each other come. Tell me," she begged.

He groaned and closed his eyes. "Olivia. Jesus, I want to kiss all over your body, I want to taste you. Put three fingers inside yourself, fuck yourself hard."

Olivia obliged and moaned. "Oh my God! Oh, Charles." She arched her back. "You nice and hard for me?" She gasped. "Oh, right there!"

Charles groaned. "So hard. God, I want to know what you feel like around me. I want to feel my thick cock slide down your throat." He heard a muffled moan. "Ah, God, yeah. I can't wait to be able to watch you come," he groaned and felt his own release building. "Come on, sexy. Come for me beautiful."

She gasped and buried her head in her pillow, muffling her scream. "Fuck me!" She cried and heard him grunt. They both lay on their back and caught their breath. "Oh, Charles," she smiled and closed her eyes. "I want to kiss you."

He nodded, realizing she couldn't see him. "I want to kiss you, too. Olivia, I realize this isn't conventional. You're my author. But the more I read your book, the more I learn about you, the more I realize that I'm falling for you." He admitted softly. "And I know it's complicated, we both have kids… but I've hid feelings in the past and it didn't end well. I'm not doing that again." He took a deep breath. "Let me take you to dinner tomorrow. We can spend some time together. Talk, kiss… whatever else may happen, happens."

Olivia smiled. "Charles, you know a hell of a lot more about me than I know about you, but you… you captivate me. I'm drawn to you. I'd love to go to dinner with you tomorrow. I have the next couple days off. I could even stay with you. I just need to find someone to watch Noah for the night. My usual sitter has a huge test tomorrow evening. Maybe I can have him sleep over at Rollins' house," she was thinking out loud. "I'll figure it out." She bit her bottom lip. "The phone sex was… amazing. I actually need to change. But I want to feel your touch. Feel you. I want to hold you, and straddle you. Charles, you make me feel… like I haven't felt in years. Maybe ever." She sat up and moved around her bedroom, changing her panties and pajamas. "But even just getting to fall asleep with you, Charles, right now… that's what I want."

Charles smiled. "So is that a yes for dinner?"

She thought for a moment. "I have an idea. Why don't you come over here tomorrow, once the kids are at school? We can work on the book, have something to eat, and… touch. I know it's not dinner and probably not nearly as romantic as a real date, but I have off for two days, and I want to spend time with you."

He nodded. "We could do that. As of right now, you and your book are my job. It would make sense for me to spend time with you to turn this manuscript into a book. Kelsey told me not to sleep with my author, but right now, I don't care. Rules are made to be broken, and you aren't just my author, Olivia. I'm falling for you. Hard."

Olivia smiled. "I want you to know… I'm not usually the kind of woman who jumps into bed with a man she finds attractive after meeting him for what, an hour? Especially after everything with William Lewis. I have scars. I like to make sure the men I'm intimate with are aware and that they can handle seeing me naked. You know more about me than anyone other than my therapist. I want to know more about you, but from what I know so far… I'm falling for you, too."

Charles wanted to reach through the phone and just hug her and hold her close. "Olivia, any man who can look at your body, scars or no scars, and not think you're the most beautiful woman in the world is simply blind and stupid. And you deserve better, Olivia Benson."

She bit her bottom lip. "I wish you were here. I want to fall asleep in your arms."

He nodded. "I just want to hold you, Olivia."

Olivia chuckled a bit. "You realize we've never even hugged and we just had mind blowing phone sex?" She took a deep breath. "Charles, I am falling for you, and I want you, to feel you, to kiss you. But I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't scared. This is different for me. The way we're doing this, how fast we're moving. It's new. And it's scary for me. But I don't want you to think that I don't want this, because I do. I'm just not used to doing things in this order."

Charles smiled. "I'll go at your pace, whatever you want. I'm scared too, Olivia. I'm scared shitless. I've only ever really been with my ex-wife, the mother of my girls. But I… we, the girls and I, weren't enough for her. She left. She wrote a damn book and we published it. She tried to get me back and it wasn't successful. I thought I was in love with someone else, but uh… that didn't work out. Then your manuscript landed on my desk. Olivia, this is going to be a bestseller. I know it. But you and I… Olivia if we try this for real… this could be everything."

She smiled. "Well, your ex-wife walked out on an amazing man," she looked at the time. "I should go to sleep, so I can get up and get Noah to school and get ready for our meeting. But I don't want to hang up. I've never felt like this for someone this early on, before we've even labelled it."

He rolled on his side. "So don't hang up. In fact, why don't we FaceTime? Just until you fall asleep. I won't be able to hold you but, uh… It's something, right?"

Olivia bit her bottom lip. "I don't look very good. I've got bags under my eyes big enough to pack a wedding dress in."

Charles shook his head. "It doesn't matter, Olivia. I don't think anything you do would make you any less beautiful."

She bit her bottom lip and converted the call to a FaceTime. She smiled when he picked up, her heart fluttering. "Hi there."

He looked at her and smiled. "Hi."

Olivia blushed. "Told you I don't look very good."

Charles couldn't help but stare. "Olivia Benson you're beautiful," he whispered. He wished he could reach through the phone and touch her.

She bit her bottom lip. "You don't have to flatter me to get into my pants, you know. I want you as it is."

He watched her lay her head on her pillow. "I want you too, so badly. And I don't say these things to flatter you, to try to get in your pants. I say these things because they're true."

Olivia smiled. "I can't wait for tomorrow. Not even to have sex with you, though I'm excited for that too. I just… I just want to kiss you." She felt herself relax into her pillow. "I'm not going to be able to stay awake much longer," she closed her eyes for a few seconds.

Charles smiled. "Go to sleep, beautiful. I'll see you tomorrow."

She smiled. "Goodnight, Charles," she whispered and he watched her drift off to sleep, seeing the tension in her face ease. She looked relaxed and peaceful.

He gently touched the screen and smiled. "Goodnight, Olivia," he whispered and after a few more seconds, ended the FaceTime call. He plugged his phone in and set his alarm, drifting off into a peaceful sleep.

His alarm went off too quickly. Charles turned it off and stretched. He got up and made his daughters breakfast, and made himself coffee. He went in and woke his daughters up, and watched them eat their breakfast. He made himself a plate and picked at it as his daughters talked and laughed with each other. Once they finished he had them get dressed for school and he got dressed in a dark gray suit, with a white button up and a navy blue tie. He made sure he looked his best. He brought his kids to school and as he turned to head to the office his phone dinged.

Noah's at school, I'm going to change into something a bit more comfortable. I can't wait to see you, don't keep me waiting too long, Mr. Brooks. ;)

He grinned when he saw her address, he typed his reply.

Just need to run to the office for the morning meeting and I'll be over. I can't wait to see you either. See you soon, beautiful.

Charles sat in the morning meeting. "I'm meeting with Captain Benson today, and we're going to go through the book. We decided somewhere private was best, due to the sensitive nature of her manuscript."

Kelsey looked at him. "Do not have sex with her during the meeting."

Charles rolled his eyes. "You really think I'm that unprofessional? That I have so little self control? I'm not going to have sex with her during this meeting, and this meeting is not a cover for us to have sex."

Kelsey looked at him. "Alright. Go. I want an update when you break for lunch."

Charles nodded. "Will do, boss." He got up and walked to his office, grabbing his things, including his copy of her manuscript, and sent her a text.

Be there in 15.

A/N: Thanks for reading, please leave a review! See you all soon.