Yesterday 17 September

He quietly makes his way into the room and slips into bed next to Olivia, relieved that she's asleep. He closes his eyes and almost sighs in contentment as he allows his body to relax; he's had an exhausting day, and coupled with his early start at five this morning, he's immensely grateful to find himself in bed. He's just drifting off to sleep when he feels Liv's hand slide onto his chest and begin to caress him as it descends slowly towards his groin. He stifles a groan and turns his head towards her. They have started leaving the light on in the bathroom because Liv has to get up so many times to use it every night, and in it's gentle glow, he can make out Liv's face.

"Olivia?" he asks uncertainly.

"Hi," she murmurs and moves closer as her hand continued its journey south.

"It's late," he says, catching her hand in his own and stilling its motion.

"I want you, Trevor," she states boldly.

She's getting quite good at spelling things out now, he thinks with more than a little admiration; she's certainly much better at it than he is. He sighs and murmurs, "Olivia-"

But she interrupts him, saying in a voice tinged with desperation, "I need you, Trevor. I can't stand it any more. The baby's already a day late and I need you to help me."

"What?" he asks in bewilderment. "How?"

"Your semen, Trevor," she says impatiently. "I need your semen."

There's a short silence while he tries to make sense of her statement, but eventually, he has to admit, "No, sorry. You've lost me. What are you talking about?"

"When I went to my last appointment, the one you missed because of your meeting with the Jack, Dr. Alexiou said that a man's semen can help soften the cervix and thus induce labour," she states.

He stares at her. Then he says in a voice laced with a mixture of disbelief and amusement, "I'm sorry, let me get this straight. You want to use me for sex in order to induce your labour?"

"Yes," she answers and then adds quietly, "though that's not the only reason I want to have sex with you. I do enjoy it very much, you know."

"And that's the reason that you've been wanting sex every day for the past week?" he asks.

"Not the only reason," she replies defensively.

He sighs and rubs his face with his hands. Then he rolls over onto his side to face her and reaches his hand over to stroke her cheek. "Liv," he says softly. "I'm sorry, but I'm exhausted. If I was a decade or two younger, I'm sure I'd be able to give you what you want, but right now, it's too much. I'm sorry."

Her eyes soften as she watches him and she suddenly realises just how selfish she's being and how difficult it much be for him to admit that he can't satisfy her needs right now. "I'm sorry, Trevor. I'm being so selfish." She kisses his cheek lightly and murmurs, "Forgive me, please."

"There's nothing to forgive, Olivia," he replies.

"I love you," she murmurs, taking his hand in hers and squeezing it gently as she places her head back on her pillow.

"I love you too," he replies and squeezes her hand in return before closing his eyes.

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