While Loretta was resting, Oliver had decided that he would call Babette's parents himself so it wouldn't be too much on her.
He took the phone, dialed their number and waited for someone to answer.
"Hello?" a woman said at the other end of the phone.
"Hi ma'am, my name is Oliver Putnam. I was one of Babette's friends and-" he started saying until she stopped him.
"What do you want?" her tone made him thinking that she was annoyed by that call.
"As you probably know, she was living with a roommate here in New York, Loretta Durkin and we're gonna sell the apartment. So we just wanted to tell you that you can come take her things when you want" he gently said.
"I don't want to see you two, it's that girl's fault if she's dead" she started yelling. He was going to answer until he heard a man's voice.
"Hey sir, I'm sorry my wife is a little over the edge these days. I heard what you said, tell me when we can come and we will, or at least I will" the man said.
"it's okay, I understand, you can come when you want" Oliver said.
"what about tomorrow? It's maybe quick and I'm sorry but we're going on a trip in two days so we won't have time."
"oh of course. Her things aren't packed" he said.
"we'll take care of that, don't worry about it. Goodnight" her dad hang up.
Oliver turned around and saw Loretta standing at the bedroom door.
"you're awake!" he said with a big smile and gave her a kiss.
"you called them didn't you?" she said with a serious tone.
"I did, I know you told me you would do it but I didn't want to make things difficult for you so I did, and to be honest it was probably better" he said, rubbing her arm.
"They hate me?" she simply asked.
"no they don't, her mother is just a bit uhm, angry" he tried to find the right words.
"Well..." she sighed "it's going to be fun tomorrow" she ironically said.
"It's not tomorrow yet so let's get back to bed" he said, starting to walk with her in the bedroom.
"could we eat before? I'm really hungry" she asked.
"of course, just sit on the couch, I'll do everything" he said as they both walked to the living room.
"Can I prepare dinner please? I saw a new receipt in a magazine and I kind of want to try it" she asked.
"just don't burn the apartment" he said laughing.
"I won't, now do whatever you want I'll call you when it's ready" she said.
"I'll just keep packing" he said with a kiss on her lips and then went to the bedroom.
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After a while, he still hadn't heard from her so he decided that he would go see if everything was okay. He opened the door and started seeing lots of black smoke.
"BABE?" he immediately started to worry but sighed in relief when he saw her opening all the windows in the living room.
"what's all that smoke?" he asked."Oh Oliver! Well I guess I can't even cook potatoes" she said with a desperated face.
"you burned the potatoes?" he asked, trying not laugh but failed.
"Yes I did but hey!! Don't laugh!" she said playfully slapping his arm.
"I was just making a special sauce to go with it and forgot about them""I think it would be better if I cook from now on, I don't want you to burn your or my apartment" he said still laughing.
"Sandwiches sound good? At least I won't burn anything" she asked.
"it's perfect babe" they both started making their sandwiches and started eating.
***
As they had both finished, Oliver went to wash the dishes and saw that the cooking pot was completely burned.
"I guess we don't need to bring this one to the Arconia" he teased, looking at her.
"stop laughing at me" she said, as she couldn't stop laughing.
"cleaning the dishes was quick tonight at least" he said, taking her by the waist as they walked to the bedroom.
"now you can rest""Have you already forgotten about what you told me earlier?" she asked with a smirk on her face.
"What?" he asked giving her an innocent look.
"I think you know" she said as she walked closer to him.
He immediately smirked when he saw her seductively walking toward him "oh I think I do too now. Are you wearing something under that robe?" he asked, touching her waist.
She took off her robe, revealing him her body with nothing but her underwear. He looked at her from head to toe with his mouth open, feeling completely stunned by her beauty.
"you're a goddess" he said with his mouth still open.
"close you mouth" she chuckled.
"I think I need help" he said as she immediately planted her lips on his. They stood there, their lips never separating, kissing as if they had never kissed each other before.
Oliver laid her on the bed gently, his lips still not leaving hers as they kept making out.
As he laid on top of her, his lips started descending on her body, kissing her neck tenderly, then her bra covered breasts and her stomach.
He suddenly felt her hands grabbing his face, bringing his lips back to hers."I need you" she whispered between kisses.
"I need you too" he whispered back "are you sure about this?" he asked as he kept kissing her neck and jaw.
"yes I am" she melted at his concern.
His lips went back to her mouth as he took her panties off and started entering her gently, not wasting a second. "still okay?" he asked, not wanting to continue if she wasn't feeling good.
"it's perfect" she moaned "now move babe". Hearing her assure him made him start moving, gently at first then a little faster. That made her grab the sheets right away.
"God I love you, you feel good!" he moaned, now moving as fast as he could.
"I'm not gonna last long!" she screamed. He was as close as she was.
"move harder babe please" as his movements started increasing she came, screaming his name.Feeling her around him made him come right after her "YES LORETTA!"
After they had both recovered, he withdrew from her and laid beside her.
"It was fantastic" she said, still breathing quickly.
"It really was" he took her in his arms and looked at her with only love in his eyes.
"I may not be good at dinner" she started saying, kissing him tenderly.
"But you excel at dessert" he smiled. They immediately started loosing themselves in their kisses.
They kissed for a while until she broke the kiss.
"Would you like to take a bath with me?""do you even need to ask? of course I want to" they didn't bother putting their robes back on but directly went to the bathroom and drew a bath.
After some time relaxing in the bathtub, Loretta was starting to fall asleep and Oliver immediately saw it.
"Babe, we should go back in bed, you're tired, you need to sleep" he helped her out, they dried themselves and went back in bed. Both of them immediately falling asleep.
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Love in the theater
FanfictionLoretta, a 30 years old woman trying to finally find a job to realize her dream Oliver, a 30 years old man starting his career at the theater One day, their paths cross but what's going to happen? *of course everything is fictional, even the story s...