Say You Want Me

Fallin For You

They spent the day at the family's vacation spot. Olivia couldn't get enough of the views. Each time she turned around, she wanted to film it all. She could only admit to herself, that it was hard not to fall in love with this place. Modern and timeless.

"What are you grinning about?" Olivia asked with her legs crossed against Spencer's lap in one of the rocking chairs.

"Just observing you"

"Oh? and what are you seein hm?" Spencer peered out at the landscape then back to the pair of browns staring at him.

"I see that you are fallin in love with my city. Who'd thought you'd love this side, Ms. Hollywood? Looks good on you"

"Hmm" She mused.

"Don't know if it's the city, little Trev"

"What did you just call me?" He stood quickly. She's been pining over the perfect nickname for him. Since his middle name was Trevan and she knew, the little part would irk him, it sounded like an perfect match.

"Little Trev"

"Ain't nothing little bout me babe boo" She loved this nickname already.

"Figured we can pass it down if it's an boy"

His lips formed an hard line, while her face lit up with an wide smile.

"Nothing about my son will be little either" She shrugs.

"I think I'd...encourage you to wish for an little girl" Spencer draws closer, dropping his hand on the arm rest of the rocking chair, going in real close.

"Love, if we have an boy and you call him that, it's gonna be an problem"

"Love" She mimics,

"you have no say in this. You're my little Trev, and he will be too"

"You know what?" He pushed off, standing above her.

"You're gonna learn real fast what happens when you call me that next time" He hovers, brooding, and attractive in his pair of jeans and button up. Spencer was always attractive, but he didn't know he's considered to be the panty droppa kind of man, hence why Olivia was able to do just that. Even now while he's trying to be assertive, all she could see was the sweet man she was falling for. Her shoulders lifted to her head.

"Chances taken, nobody's afraid of you James" His grin grew wicked.

"I've been good. Don't test me"

"And yet, still not scared of you, tiny Trev"

"You're gonna regret that"

"Is that an promise Mr. James? Maybe you should take me back to the cottage" She offers. Playfulness disappeared as lust filled in his eyes. She got up, allowing her breasts to graze his torso as she stood.

"That is", She says looking up from beneath her lashes,

"if you want me to apologize" Spencer's lips sank into hers leaving no room for hesitation. His arms surround her back with his hands fisted in her hair. She loved when he did this, it was possessive and protective all in one. Their mouths moved together as their kiss affiliated the sexual tension roaming in the room. She pulled back with his eyes laid on hers.

"I'm ready" He grinned, yanking her against him.

"Now, what fun would that be if I gave in?" The kiss sent tingles where she wanted them. She also sensed that he knew this already. The look he was giving proved her right.

"I really, really don't like you" He laughs, tapping her nose, kissing her lips before releasing her from his grip. Spencer tugged her to his side, and they began to walk hand in hand.