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Chapter 17 - Abby

We've been in LA for about two weeks now and I was worried things would be different than how they were when we were in Europe, on tour. There isn't' a difference, really, because I'm still living out of a suitcase and I'm still living in Liv's room/her house. Not that I have anything to complain about but I have my own home and we start filming the final episodes of my show on Monday.

I'm tossing and turning in bed. I can't sleep. I have a fitting for wardrobe tomorrow morning, I should be asleep right now. Liv is asleep on her stomach with her arms under her pillow and I hear her groan, shit. I woke her up.

"Baby...babe..." I tapped her on the shoulder.

I tried again moving closer to her, "Liv...Olivia...baby..."

She abruptly lifted her head, shocking me a little too, "what..what's wrong?"

"I can't sleep," I whined.

She face planted back onto her pillow, "muuuuunch...you can't sleep because you're talking...sssshhhh."

"Baaaaaaabbyyyy..." I whined again.

"UGH. OKAY. I'M UP. What's wrong, my sleepless angel?" she said sarcastically.

"I can't stop thinking. Thinking of everything. I'm going to see the entire cast and crew and I haven't told any of my friends about us yet except Jon and Kasey."

"Mmm...what are you gonna do?" she asked sleepily.

"I don't know. I'm...not...I don't think I'm...I'm not ready to tell a lot of people about us. I want it to just be us..." I confessed.

She sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes with her knuckles, "You mean coming out to your friends and essentially the world because...we are who we are now..."

"Yeah...I think so. I'm just not ready. I'm scared of what everyone is going to say or whatever..."

"Okay, so do you want to just keep it between us and we choose who we tell and ask them to keep it quiet?"

I nodded.

I don't know why but it scared me knowing that the entire world would find out about us. It scared me down to my core and I couldn't explain why and that scared me even more. I know what the media and the celebrity gossipers can do. They'll tear us apart. They scrutinized my relationship with Monty...I remember what they did to Liv and Lucas, they couldn't even step outside of their house without the paparazzi attacking them and the media saying they were breaking up or married. I'm not ready for that.

"Okay, then, for now, it's just us. Me and you, Abby. I promise. We'll decide who we tell. I'll even make them sign an NDA if I have to," she joked. I trusted her promise to me and I know she'll do everything she can to keep me happy and secure. Even before we started dating she would have done that. I wondered if Olivia was having the same internal conversations I was having with myself.

"Can I go back to sleep now please my sweet, sweet munchkin?" she groaned.

"No, because I'm wide awake!" with a raised eyebrow.

I sat up and straddled her lap with my legs. I traced my fingers lightly over her skin. She rose slightly so our lips pressed together. We kissed softly, tenderly. Our tongues touching, stroking gently. Nothing crazy.

I eased my hands into Liv's panties and stroked softly. My fingers moved openly, circling, sliding into all her right spots. Liv released soft breathy moans and sighs, lost in wet kisses.

"Just come," I urged Olivia with my lips on hers.

She slammed her eyes shut, gasped and grabbed my wrist pushing it where she needed me to be, holding my hand there until all the tension in her body released blissfully and melted away. When the waves stilled she rested her head on my chest and closed her eyes. I ran my fingers through her hair as both our eyes fought to keep themselves open and I rolled myself off the sexiest woman I've ever seen.

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It was our first day back on set and I'm supposed to be here for over twelve hours to film, rehearse dance numbers, and hit the studio. I'm craving a kiss from my girl. A bunch of kisses actually, not just one. I can't ever have just one. I slept at my house last night and she slept at hers and I was miserable. I hated when we didn't sleep in the same bed. God, I've never been like this in any of my other relationships but I guess my relationship with Liv isn't like any of my past ones.

"Hey! So you and Liv huh?" Georgie teased.

"WHAT? What do you mean?" I panicked.

"....I mean you guys are finally back from tour and aren't sick of each other yet..."

"Oh yeah, we got really close. She's the best."

"Yeah, I remember. She used to come and visit all of us on set last season...we used to go to her place once a week for game night....ringing any bells?"

"Georgie why are you being so weird? Get outta here!"

"She texted a bunch of us about game night this week, did you not get one?"

I checked my phone and I had a couple missed calls from Liv and another incoming right now, I quickly answered the phone in fear of Georgie seeing Liv's contact picture. It was of the two of us naked in bed. I should change the picture but it's so stinking cute.

"Oh yeah, I just got the messages, excuse me..." I answered the phone.

"Hey! I just saw your phone calls, sorry!"

"Hey, munch. It's fine! Game night at the house? I already messaged our 'mutual friends.' Is that okay?"

"Yeah, Georgie got to me before I got to my phone. That's fine!"

"Okay! Great! Hey...I miss you. I miss the way you taste and the smell of your-"

"Liv! I'm on set!"

"So...am I on speaker?

"No..."

"Then...what's the problem?"

"I'm all wet that's the problem," I whisper into my phone.

"HAHAHAHAHAH! NAILED IT."

"Ugh! BYE!"

"Wait you're wrapped at 7 right?"

"Uhm yeah, roughly."

"Okay, I'll meet you at you at your place then."

"Okay, for what?"

"Date night, sexy! I'll see you later!" she made kissing sounds over the phone.

"INSUFFERABLE!"

I put down the phone with the biggest smile on my face and the reddest cheeks.

"AAAAYYYEEEE....what's got you blushing like that?"

"Georgie!!!!!! Maybe we should talk before game night..." I began.