Thank you all for the generous reviews to BotD. Sorry it's taken so long to update. I have had a lot of personal business to attend to, which has left me drained at the end of the day. I have been able to write in months! So finally, without further adieu!
Castle Building, Apartment 2F
23rd and Martin
Wednesday, April 24th, 12:13 AM
Elliot couldn't sleep. Olivia had suggested he stay the night tonight, because it was another late night at work, and he drove her and Dani home from the 1-6. "Might as well make use of the extra bedroom now, before it gets filled up later." Olivia had said jokingly, earlier that evening. Elliot, being the optimistic planner, hadn't taken it as lightly as Olivia might have intended. He had the mind to fill that bedroom with dozens of miniature Olivia's, if his Olivia would let him.
Elliot had wished this room wasn't available, and that he was sleeping in a different bed with a certain woman on his mind. He knew that their relationship was a new one, and he didn't want to take the risk if it meant losing the woman he loved. He relented to go as slow as she needed. He refused to ever let her go, unless…
A soft knock on his door broke Elliot out of his reverie/debate. "Elliot?" came the soft and husky tones from the woman on his mind. Elliot sat up straighter in his bed and cleared his throat. Olivia opened the door slowly, revealing herself in her blue tank top and matching plaid bottoms, and smiled when she saw he was awake. "Hey." She said simply, standing in his doorway, one hand on the door knob, one on her stomach.
"Hey," He grinned at the sight of her.
"I couldn't sleep-"
They stared at each other for a second before Elliot let out a small laugh. "C'mere." He motioned the space next to him on the bed and scooted over as she made her way towards him. Olivia sat on the edge of the bed, and stared at him, and his obvious state of undress. He only wore his boxers to bed. Elliot smiled at her awkwardness, and slipped his hand in hers. "I don't bite, or even nip- unless you'd prefer otherwise." She let him intertwine their fingers and grinned when he pulled her closer.
"Elliot?" Olivia asked softly.
"What is this?"
Elliot grinned, " Well, by golly, I believe this is a bed; and I do believe we're inside a bedroom!" He laughed when Olivia turned to punch his chest, then sucked in air when she left her hand where she had punched him.
Olivia's dark doe eyes met his in question. "No, you smart ass. I meant what is this we're doing? Is this casual dating? A serious relationship? What?" She ducked her head when he didn't answer right away, but kept her hand where it was, and slowly began drawing invisible circles on his bare chest.
Elliot knew she was lost, and it pained him to know he was the cause of it. Gently, he cupped her jaw, and tilted it up so that she had to look at him. He smiled when her eyes met his, reluctantly. "I'm voting for serious. You know; long term, lots of kissing, even more love-making… A shiny ring…tons more kids." The last two additions were said ever-so-softly, a mere whisper. But he saw her eyes widen in comprehension.
"What? You mean…?" She couldn't form a full sentence, her thoughts were too jumbled.
Elliot couldn't stop grinning. "Yeah, I mean it, Liv. I want to marry you. I want to fill this house, your heart, with laughter, love and joy. I want to give you what you've been giving to me."
Olivia tried to resist the urge to cry, and instead, a huge smile broke her features. " Oh my god. Oh my…" She laughed as the tears started falling on their own accord. At the same time, she lunged at Elliot, pulling his face up for a passionate kiss.
When they finally broke apart, Elliot had another grin plastered to his face. "Does this mean "yes"?" He stroked her cheek gently, using his thumb to wipe the tears away.
Olivia laughed, and she couldn't stop smiling. "Of course it does. Yes, I want to marry you!"
Elliot tugged on her pajama bottoms, pulling her close to him. Olivia stretched her legs out next to his, and laid her head on his chest. They lay there for a long while, still, and enjoying the warmth of each other.
When Elliot noticed the change in Olivia's breathing, he carefully reached under his pillow for the little blue leather box. He slipped the ring onto Olivia's hand and smiled when he saw the lazy grin get wider on her sleeping face.