part 15

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Still in the locker room
Olivia's POV

That's it!, I think to myself. Elliot telling me to get my shit together was the reality check I never knew I needed. Elliot and I can never be together. I have too much emotional baggage. Elliot's young and don't need all of that.

I have a family who needs me. A supportive husband who adores our kids and who's always there. What more could I ask for?

I made my way downstairs to the squad room, heading straight to my desk. Elliot was sitting at his. He looked up as I made my way over. He kept staring as I gathered my stuff to leave for the night.

"You got something to say?", I asked, stopping what I'm doing to look up at him.

"Nope.", he said, going back to his papers.

"Good."

"Good.", he shrugged. I started walking out, when El spoke, stopping me in my tracks. "I didn't mean to be so harsh.", he said. I turned around.

"No, you were right. You told me what I needed to hear. Thank you. For your honesty.", then I was out the door before Elliot can say anything else.

THE BENSON-EVANS RESIDENCE,
QUEENS, NEW YORK

When I walked through the door of my house, I found it awfully quiet. There was no sounds of little kids. That's because they're asleep, Olivia, I thought to myself. I checked the clock on the wall, 10:30pm. I made my way up the stairs and down the hall. I stopped in front of the nursery to check on Eli. He was fast asleep. I can't believe he's almost 8 months old already. My big boy!

I made my way further down the hall, until I reached my bedroom. Opening the door, I stepped inside to see my husband awake, propped up against the headboard with a book in his hand. He looked up at me then took off his glasses.

"Hi.", he said. I walked over and gave him a passionate kiss on the lips. I pulled back. "What was that for?"

"I need you.", I say, as I kissed my way down his neck and to his bare chest. "Have I ever told you how much I love you?"

"Olivia, what has gotten in to you?"

"Can't I want my husband?", I asked, stopping my actions.

"No... yes, you can, babe. And believe me, I want you too. But this, it's just so unexpectedly.", Carlisle explained.

"Baby, that's the best kind of sex.", I say, kissing him hard. Carlisle finally gave in and kissed me back. He quickly made work of discarding mine and his clothing.

"I like this side of you.", he says, his face between my breasts.

"I like this side of me too.", I say, then closed my eyes and leaned my head back, enjoying the feel of my husband's hot mouth on my skin.

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