"Morning" I hear el whisper.
"Morning" I say. I turn around in his arms. I face him. I snuggle my way into his arms. He hugs me tight.
"Liv, what did you dream about?" He asks.
"I dreamt that me and you were walking through Central Park and we had a picnic" I say
"So you didn't have a flashback?" He asks.
I jolt forward. "Oh my god I didn't!" I say. Whenever I sleep with Elliot I don't have the nightmare! I lie back down.
I hug him tightly. He kisses the top of my head. I look up at him. Those lips are so tempting. I can't resist. I kiss them softly. I feel him pull away and give me a confused look.
"What?" He says
"What?" I ask
"Nothing, it's just, oh I don't know!" He says.
I open my mouth to say something, when he cuts me off with a kiss. He grabs my waist and pulls my body into his. I continue to kiss him as he gently moves his hands up and down my back. This time in don't freak out. It feels right. His right hand leaves my back and trails down the side of my leg. This only makes me kiss him harder. I wrap my arms around his neck and climb on top of him. I straddle over his chest. I leans down and kiss him softly pull away quickly, making raise his head trying to keep the kiss. I tease him by going to kiss him but pulling back last second. His neediness makes me laugh.
"Oh my god just kiss me already!" He says grabbing me and flipping us over, he is laying on top of me.
He leans down to kiss me, I turn my head to the side, teasing him again. He gently holds my face so I can't move. I laugh again at his need to kiss me. He achieves his goal and kisses me softly, he then moves his hands up and down my legs. It tickles. I look over at the clock.
"Shit!" I say. The clock shows 11:45.
"Oh crap" I say trying to get el off of me.
"Let's just not go in today" he says.
"No I have to!" I say poking his abs on his chest.
"Ugh, fine!" He says kissing me, he then gets up and goes into the bathroom."Sorry we are late cap-" I say being cut off.
"It's okay Liv, I know it's hard for you" he says.
I was going to tell him the real reason why we are late but I thought there is no point in starting more drama.
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The secret
أدب الهواةWhen Olivia walks home alone, something happened. But she doesn't tell anyone. Not even Elliot.