Trading Heartbeats

Chapter 13:

Olivia laughed quietly at the movie she was watching as she sunk deeper into the oversized couch. Taking a sip of her white wine, her mind began to wander. She had been disappointed when Dean had texted, saying that something had come up, but she had understood. Coming to terms with the fact that they would more than likely never see one another again, she was finally able to get some grading done and had decided to end the evening relaxing.

Nodding off as the credits began rolling, she was jolted back by a knock at her door. Stretching briefly, she looked at the clock on her wall. It wasn't too late, just after eight. She padded over to the door and looked through the peephole seeing Dean standing on the other side of the door with his hands in his pockets. He looked good, really good. Biting her lip, and going against her better judgment, she opened the door.

"Dean, what's up? Is everything -" She started, trying to play it cool. He smiled at her apologetically.

"Yeah, everything is fine. We, uh, called it a night earlier then I thought. It's not to late is it?" He asked with a glint of hope in his eyes.

"Um no, come in," he slid in the door past her as she held it open it for him. "I didn't cook or anything after you texted me, but we could order a pizza or something if you were hungry."

"I'm starving." He grinned at her. "Pizza would be awesome." He nodded removing his boots and coat to reveal a red and black plaid shirt with a black shirt underneath.

She grabbed her phone and made her way into the kitchen as she ordered the pizza. Leaning down into the fridge, she grabbed him a beer before making her way back into the living room. He was seated on the couch looking awkward and comfortable all at once. She handed him the beer as she plopped down next to him. Grabbing her glass of wine she leaned back and put her feet up on the coffee table and took a sip.

"Pizza will be about half an hour, what movie did you wanna watch." She felt him shrug next to her.

"I'm really sorry I didn't call before coming over." He said. She waved her hand in the air.

"It's fine, really," she shook her head. "But if I'd known you were going to come over I would have put something better on." She said looking down at her old baggy Led Zeppelin t-shirt and black leggings picking at some lint.

He chuckled, "Are you kidding? You look great, and I can only think of one place that shirt would look better." He grinned suggestively at her. She felt the heat rise to her face. Taking a sip of wine, she picked up the remote.

"Umm, what movie did you feel like watching?" she smiled. They scrolled through the choices for a bit before deciding on 'The Good, The Bad and The Ugly', per Dean's recommendation. She giggled and teased him as he quoted the first thirty or so minutes of the movie to her while they waited for the pizza to arrive. 

"I can't believe you've never seen this movie."  He laughed, "It's a classic." He smiled.

There was a knock at the door. Pausing the movie, Olivia made her way to the door and collected the pizza. She sat back down setting the pizza on the coffee table.

"Okay, where were we, Blondie?" She grinned, calling him the main characters name, she nudged him with her shoulder.

"Hey, say what you want, okay, but he's a bad ass." He laughed grabbing a piece of pizza and taking a large bite as she resumed the movie.

"No, he totally is. His poncho is cute too, I think I have the same one." She teased with a smirk.

"Okay, you know what..." He grinned setting pizza down and turning toward her. He lunged at her and began tickling her sides. She laughed uncontrollably as he continued his assault.