Being Pulled To Safety

by Emm26

When Olivia Benson steps out into the road, she has no idea that a car was heading straight for her. Thankfully a tall handsome mysterious stranger pulls her out of the way just in time. As they start getting closer and start falling for each other people get involved and they are kept apart, can they reconcile and stop people from keeping them apart again.

54. Box On The Front Step

She nodded and plastered herself tightly to her husband. Her head came to rest on his chest and her eyes fluttered closed as he rubbed her back. "I love you so much, Peter," she whispered before giving in to sleep once more.

A few hours later, her alarm went off and she stirred, hitting the off button and sitting up. Peter was still sound asleep and she smiled gently. He still loved her and found her desirable. Tonight, she'd be ready for him, no matter what happened. Humming lowly, she kissed his lips before slipping out of bed. She padded over to their closet and pulled out a navy linen sheath dress and a white sweater.

Olivia dressed, watching Peter breathe, wishing she could stay there with him. Heading over to her vanity, she styled her hair, pulling it back in an elegant French twist. A quiet knocking came at the door and she looked over. "Come in," she said, knowing her husband slept like a rock. The door opened and Grace stepped into the room.

She looked over at the bed and her eyes widened in surprise. "Oh, I didn't realize…" She started to back out of the room but Liv beckoned her in. Grace took a seat on the edge of the bench, watching Liv in the mirror. "Did he come home last night, then?"

"Uh huh. He'll probably sleep until noon. But at least he's home."

"You love him very much, don't you?" Grace touched her shoulder and Olivia smiled widely.

"It's that obvious, huh?. Olivia watched her face soften as she thought about her with Peter and Noah.

"Now, let's get breakfast. Suddenly, I'm starving."

As Grace quickly whipped up French toast for them, Liv went to get the morning paper. She was not surprised to see another box sitting on her doorstep, though she was perturbed by it. It was becoming clear to Olivia that the man had a vendetta against her for some reason. Shivering, she picked up the box and headed to the kitchen.

"It's that obvious, huh?. Olivia watched her face soften as she thought about her with Peter and Noah.

"You just had to be sweet, didn't you, Ms. Garcia?" Erin watched Penelope smile at the teasing lilt that had crept in her voice. "Now, let's get breakfast. Suddenly, I'm starving."

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