Back to You

Ch.58

Olivia took his face in her hands, rubbing her thumbs across his cheeks and pulling him down to her, kissing his lips softly, "Make love to me."

"So do you think we can paint now?" Elliot chuckled, nuzzling his face against her neck, holding her back against his chest.

She laced her fingers through his and held them tighter against her, "I think we can manage that now."

He sucked her pulse and behind her ear before kissing up her jaw, "You think so?"

"Not if you keep doing that," she moaned, pushing herself back into his embrace.

"Sorry," he murmured, kissing her bare shoulder.

She turned to face him, her hands coming up his chest and cupping his face before kissing him, "Later."

He kissed her once more, brushing her hair from her face, "I love you."

"I love you too," she murmured, kissing his jaw. "Can you hand me my shirt?"

He turned away from her, reaching to the floor and giving her the shirt with a smirk.

She held up the wife beater, "This is yours."

"I like you in my clothes," he shrugged with a smile.

Olivia chuckled, rolling her eyes and sitting up to pull the tank over her body. It clung tight around her bump and she ran her hands over her belly, "It's still crazy that he's going to be here soon."

"I know," Elliot agreed, reaching over to rest his hand next to hers over their son. "I can't wait though."

"Me either," she smiled, kissing his forehead.

He kissed her lips softly, "I guess we should get to work on his nursery so he has a room to come home to."

She chuckled, "I guess that's probably a good idea."

They rolled out of bed and dressed quickly before making their way back to the nursery.

"You like the color?" Elliot asked her as he poured the paint into a tray.

"Yeah, it's not too gray and not too blue," she replied, getting them some paint rollers and a couple of brushes from the bag they had bought full of stuff from the local paint supply store.

He finished dumping it onto the tray and put the lid back on, "It will look good with the furniture too."

Last weekend they had went furniture shopping, actually finding exactly what they wanted rather quickly. They decided on an all black wood stained set with a sleigh crib that could eventually transition into a bed. Olivia had also found a glider that she had fallen in love with. It was black wood to match the other furniture and had grey colored cushions which made it look more like a love seat than an actual rocker.

She handed him a roller, "It's supposed to get delivered in a couple days. Don said he'd come by and help us set it up if we needed."

"Sounds good. Hopefully it's not too much work," he said, dipping his roller into the paint and starting on the wall. "It's been a while since I've had to build baby furniture."

She chuckled, following suit, "You should have seen me put all of Noah's stuff together...I thought I was going to lose my mind."

"Eli's took me by far the longest to put together," he added. "Kathy thought the crib was unstable for the longest time," he said and he heard her chuckle, "But nothing ever happened...it held up just fine."

"I'm glad for you," she chuckled, nudging him with her hip. "You would have never lived that down."

"No kidding," he chuckled, wiping his forehead with the back of his arm.