Shawn's words were a soothing balm to Olivia's fears. She had been honestly worried for a bit there, but now she realized that she had no need to be. Not with Shawn. He had been true to his word: stopping when she wasn't comfortable. No doubt it must have ached him to do so--she had seen the lust burning in his eyes--but he [i]had[/i] stopped and for that Olivia loved him and respected him even more. She wrapped her arms around his middle, smiling softly as he kissed her forehead. When she looked up at him her expression was gentle. "Thank you, Shawn," she quietly said as she hugged him. She leaned up to give him a kiss, this one sweet and loving. One day she would be ready to step further, and then Olivia would brush off those haunting memories. When she did she knew Shawn would be there to show her it didn't have to hurt, that it wasn't scary, that it could be an act of love. But even until that day and all those after she knew Shawn would be by her side no matter what. The thought made Olivia so joyful she felt like a cauldron ready to bubble over.

She stared at him with adoration that seemed to only grow with every passing moment. Finally she took his hand in hers, smiled, and said, "Let's sit down and get comfortable. We've got a long way 'til sunrise."  Olivia led him to the benches so they could sit. They were deep benches, deep enough to lay down on but not enough to give extra room when doing so. When it came to holding each other and cuddling though it was perfect. Olivia leaned against Shawn, her arms around him, her head on his shoulder. "I love you, Shawn," she sighed happily as she nuzzled his neck.