Dangerous Desires (General Hospital Fanfic)

4. Mine Again

Sonny stood there in shock. Did she really just ask him to say? No she didn’t he had to be dreaming. It wasn’t until Olivia was inches from him that he realized what was actually happening. Olivia slowly ran her fingers down his chest, their eyes never breaking contact. She began to undo the buttons one by one, as his shirt fell to the floor Sonny pulled Olivia closer to him. He smelled her hair, it smelled of vanilla and sugar, her shampoo he guessed. He could feel her nails digging into his back as she clung to him. He had a feeling that there was something troubling her and he knew she was scared. Sonny picked her up and carried her into her bedroom. He placed her in the mess of pillows and sheets. Olivia looked up at him, she knew this was a huge risk but they needed each other. Sonny pulled off her top and tossed it to the floor. Olivia pulled him down on the bed next to her.

“If I didn’t know better I’d say you were actually enjoying this.” Sonny whispered.

“It’s just another secret in my life that involves you.” She said.

He put his finger to her lips, “Shh you and I are the best a keeping secrets.”

“That’s right.” She agreed.

They laid there in the dark bedroom just staring into one another’s eyes. Olivia felt Sonny’s hand run down her right leg and he pulled it up so that it latched around his waist. She pulled herself as close to him as she could get.

“Do you ever think about what would’ve happened if you and I had stayed together?” He asked.

“I used to” she confessed “not anymore.”

“Liv you know I hate the way we ended our relationship.”

“Sonny, we were fifteen we didn’t know what we were doing.”

“I knew what I was doing.” He said his thumb gently brushing her cheek.

“You did?” she questioned

“Yes I did. I was in love with the pretty little Italian good girl down the block.”

“And that pretty Italian girl loved you back. A little too much I’m afraid.” Olivia whispered.

“You really loved me?” He asked

“I loved you then as much as I love you now.” She replied.

“You love me now?”

Olivia cupped his face in her hands and stared at him, “I never stopped.” She admitted.

Sonny pulled her face to his and their lips instantly melted together.

As they pulled away Sonny had a question form in his mind.

“If you never stopped, then why did you reject me when you first came to Port Charles?”

Olivia sat up, “You were married.” She said.

Sonny sat up now too, “What if I wasn’t married then?”

“Well then things might’ve been different.”

“Would you have married me?”

Olivia looked at him, “Are you proposing to me?”

“No” Sonny laughed “it’s just a question.”

“Then I’m gonna give you the only answer I got, no.”

Olivia stood up and went to the window. She looked out over Port Charles at all the lights and the stars in the spring night sky,

“What do you mean no? I thought you never stopped loving me?” Sonny asked confused.

“I would never allow myself to be a mobster’s wife.” She snapped whipping her head around to look at him.

“And why not?” Sonny wondered

“Because, I look at Carly and even Brenda and I see what you’ve done to them.” Olivia said sitting back on the bed next to him.

“Carly and Brenda are nothing like you. You know just how to handle me. You’d keep me in line.” Sonny said.

“I tried to keep you in line back when we were kids and that never worked.” Olivia told him.

“It could work now.”

“Sonny, if it didn’t work then what makes you think that it’s gonna work now?”

“I know it is Liv, because I’ve changed, you’ve changed. Things aren’t what they used to be.” Sonny said.

“You got that right.” She agreed.

“Things can change again.” He whispered.

“What do you mean change again?”

 Sonny didn’t say anything, he didn’t have to. Instead, he just kissed her. The two of the tumbled down on the bed together. That night Sonny and Olivia released almost three decades of built up passion. To them this was just another hopeless night that wouldn’t mean a thing in the mooring. This was in fact just another secret the two of them shared. No one would find out, not even Dante.