Work has finally died down. Not in a bad way, more like in the way that it's a steady pace I can control.
I got out of work and headed to the station. Rafael is there and I'm going to meet him for dinner.
I got to the station and took off my blazer. I put on my lipstick and took down my hair. I went in to get him.
I walked out of the elevator and Rafael was siting there getting his things together.
"Hi guys," I smiled.
"Hi," Rafael smiled.
"Colie, it's nice to see you," Carisi smiled.
"You guys too, it's been too long," I kissed Rafael's head. He squeezed my hand.
"Alright. I will see you guys later." Rafael got up.
"Where are you guys going?" Liv asked.
"Out to dinner, date night," I couldn't help but smile.
"We try to get one in once a week. It hasn't been happening but tonight it is." Rafael kissed my cheek.
"Getting laid tonight," Carisi smirked.
"You're annoying. Have a nice night everyone," I pulled Rafael's hand.
"I'm sorry he said that. He shouldn't have. It wasn't okay," he kissed me as we waited for the doors to open.
"It's just annoying," I sighed stepping into the elevator.
"I know, but hey we are finally getting in our date night. Are you excited?" He couldn't help but grin. I giggled and pulled him close. He pushed me against the wall and started feeling me up.
The doors opened. We pulled away and stepped out, grinning like idiots.
"You are like a horny teenager," he laughed.
"Me? You can't control yourself when you want some. You are always touching me, you are kissing me, and rubbing up against me just to let me know you have a hard on for me," we got into my car.
"You pretty much just start taking off your clothes and try to hump me."
"Don't even go there. You pinned me against the wall and dry humped me until you came." I rolled my eyes.
"I'm sorry for that. It was rude and uncalled for. I'm sorry." He squeezed my thigh.
"I liked it. It was fun. I'm just saying. We both are horny and it's just I don't like people commenting on our sex life. It annoys me."
"Why? I mean I feel the same way."
"Because it does. I mean if people knew I was a virgin until I was twenty-five they would have a field day. People have a stigma about people being virgins. If I wasn't and let's say I lost it at fifteen or sixteen, people would stay I was a slut. I mean I can't win. I don't like talking about."
"I'm sorry. I won't ever make fun of you for it. Everyone does things on their own time. I mean I didn't love someone until I was forty-one. How weird is that? It's okay." He kissed me cheek.
"Okay," I wanted to cry. "That's why I only told Mel. Because if everyone knew it would be awkward."
"It's your business. It's no one else's," he assured me.
