{"id":97,"date":"2012-06-01T10:47:49","date_gmt":"2012-06-01T02:47:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/209.217.236.171\/~infinite\/tls\/?page_id=97"},"modified":"2012-07-07T10:30:04","modified_gmt":"2012-07-07T02:30:04","slug":"chapter-38-no-funny-business","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/tls.jlbensonauthor.com\/?page_id=97","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 38: No Funny Business"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>After Olivia\u2019s father left, she went to take her bath and change into her pajamas. I choked down the tea that Olivia had brought me. It was green and smelled almost like flowers. I wasn\u2019t entirely sure why she kept bringing me tea. But I drank it just to make her happy.<\/p>\n<p>When I finished the tea, I brought the mug into the kitchen, rinsed it out and placed it in the dishwasher with the rest of the dishes. There still wasn\u2019t enough for a full load, and Olivia had insisted on waiting before she ran the dishwasher. She considered it being eco-friendly.<\/p>\n<p>I moved back into the living room and changed into my own pajamas. I carefully removed the sofa cushions and stacked them against the wall. I unfolded the bed and placed the pillows at the top. Olivia had made the bed with military corners, and it smelled like clean laundry. I couldn\u2019t wait to climb inside and go to sleep, especially after the uncomfortable springs of a prison bed.<\/p>\n<p>I couldn\u2019t help but yawn as I reached for the stack of blankets. I was carefully laying a blanket over top of the sheets when Olivia came out of the bathroom from her bath.<\/p>\n<p>She was wearing a pair of pink pajama bottoms and a matching top. Her pajamas were decorated with cute little hearts. Her hair was pulled up into a high pony-tail.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh,\u201d She said. \u201cYou know, I don\u2019t think my dad will be back tonight\u2026 you could sleep in my room, if you want.\u201d She offered. \u201cI mean, it would probably be a lot more comfortable than the sofa-bed. I don\u2019t mind.\u201d She shrugged lightly.<\/p>\n<p>I drew in a deep breath and chose my words carefully. \u201cMaybe it\u2019ll be better if I sleep out here. I mean, if your dad does decide to come home. I know he spends most nights at work, but he might not trust me entirely. I don\u2019t want to do anything to screw this up, you know?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Olivia nodded. \u201cOkay. You\u2019re probably right.\u201d She smiled slightly.<\/p>\n<p>She sat on the edge of my bed gently. \u201cSo what do you want to do tomorrow?\u201d She asked eagerly.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI don\u2019t know. What do you want to do?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n<p>She shrugged lightly. \u201cI\u2019ll call my dad and see if he wants to do any more work\u2026 but other than that I\u2019m open to anything. I can make breakfast tomorrow morning.\u201d She offered.<\/p>\n<p>I nodded. \u201cCool\u2026 there is one thing we could probably do tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Olivia straightened up. \u201cSure. Anything.\u201d She insisted.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWell, most of my family should be working or at school tomorrow\u2026 so I was thinking we could stop at my house and pick up a few things\u2026 I don\u2019t really want to talk to them or anything\u2026 so I think if we can sneak in and get out before anyone knows we were there, it would be okay.\u201d I shrugged.<\/p>\n<p>Olivia frowned.<\/p>\n<p>I knew she didn\u2019t understand why I didn\u2019t want to face either of my parents. My parents actually liked her, which was why she thought so highly of them.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOkay,\u201d She agreed. \u201cIf that\u2019s what you want to do, that\u2019s what we\u2019ll do.\u201d She agreed, forcing a smile.<\/p>\n<p>I was unable to hide a yawn.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh, you\u2019re probably exhausted.\u201d She mused. \u201cI\u2019ll let you get some sleep\u2026 do you need anything?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I shook my head. \u201cI think I\u2019m actually okay. Thank you. For everything.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She smiled. \u201cOf course, don\u2019t worry about it.\u201d She stood up and wrapped her arms around my neck. \u201cI\u2019m glad to help.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I wrapped my arms tightly around her, hugging her tightly to me. I inhaled the sweet scent of her soap, and felt peaceful and relaxed.<\/p>\n<p>I released her slowly and she smiled at me. \u201cReally, if you need anything, I don\u2019t mind.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThanks.\u201d I nodded.<\/p>\n<p>I waited for Olivia to disappear down the hallway. I climbed onto the sofa bed and dropped back against the pillows. Compared to the prison bed, this felt like heaven. I drew in a deep breath and sighed heavily.<\/p>\n<p>I shut my eyes and tried to sleep. I turned over onto my side and sighed heavily. I pulled the blankets up over my shoulder and inhaled the scent of wonderfully clean sheets.<\/p>\n<p>It didn\u2019t take long before I was slowly drifting off to sleep. I was somewhere between awake and asleep when I felt the bed shift beneath me. I was sure that I was dreaming, so I didn\u2019t bother opening my eyes.<\/p>\n<p>I could distinctly smell Olivia\u2019s sweet perfume, it enveloped me and woke my senses.<\/p>\n<p>Again I thought I was dreaming.<\/p>\n<p>I felt Olivia\u2019s soft lips against mine. I couldn\u2019t help but return her soft, gentle kisses. I knew immediately that I wasn\u2019t asleep. This was too good to be a dream. Her kisses grew hungrier and probing. I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her close to me. I opened my eyes and saw Olivia in front of me. This definitely wasn\u2019t a dream.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI missed you.\u201d She whispered breathlessly, before kissing me again.<\/p>\n<p>I sighed and slowly, reluctantly broke the kisses. \u201cLiv\u2026\u201d I whispered. \u201cI can\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Her lips slightly pushed out into a pout. \u201cSure you can, it\u2019s been so long. We don\u2019t have to do anything more, we can just do this.\u201d She insisted, pressing her lips to the corner of my mouth.<\/p>\n<p>I sighed softly, returning her kisses awkwardly. \u201cOlivia,\u201d I stopped her carefully. \u201cI can\u2019t. Seriously. Some other time, okay? Just now\u2026 isn\u2019t the time. I\u2019m exhausted and it\u2019s been a really long day\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Olivia pursed her lips. \u201cRight, you\u2019re absolutely right. I wasn\u2019t even thinking of that\u2026 I\u2019m sorry. I shouldn\u2019t have done this.\u201d She mused.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLiv, it\u2019s okay. It\u2019s just\u2026 not the time. There\u2019s a lot of pressure, and I just got out of jail and everything\u2026 Don\u2019t be upset, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh, no. I understand.\u201d She insisted. \u201cI shouldn\u2019t have done this\u2026 I\u2019m\u2026 just going to go to bed.\u201d She lightly kissed my cheek and climbed out of bed.<\/p>\n<p>I felt like a huge moron. I couldn\u2019t possibly tell her that I\u2019d promised her father that there would be nothing going on between us.<\/p>\n<p>I watched Olivia cross the room, moving around the bed. I caught a brief flash of her as she passed through the light coming from the bathroom door. She was wearing only a pair of lacy panties and a matching bra.<\/p>\n<p>I groaned, dropping back against the pillows.<\/p>\n<p>I couldn\u2019t shake the image of Olivia out of my head. I couldn\u2019t believe I was such an idiot to give up that. I\u2019d blown my chance to explore those curves.<\/p>\n<p>I couldn\u2019t believe myself. I knew that I owed Olivia\u2019s father my life, but the larger part of me wanted to go into Olivia\u2019s room and finish what she\u2019d started.<\/p>\n<p>I wasn\u2019t sure how the hell I was going to sleep after that.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"\/?page_id=159\">NEXT&gt;&gt; <\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After Olivia\u2019s father left, she went to take her bath and change into her pajamas. I choked down the tea that Olivia had brought me. It was green and smelled almost like flowers. I wasn\u2019t entirely sure why she kept bringing me tea. But I drank it just to make her happy. 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