Ping!

The elevator shuddered to a stop on Oliver's floor. He looked at Lilly nervously.

"Y'all ready for this?" She laughed weakly as they exited the elevator.

"It's now or never. You remember the plan?"

"Yep. Bring it on." Lilly's eyes narrowed and Oliver smiled at the sight.

He positioned himself in front of the door, with Lilly hiding behind his broad shoulders. Before he knocked, he spun around to look Lilly in the eyes.

"This isn't going to work!" He hissed.

"Shut up! Of course it will! Don't worry, I'm right here behind you." Lilly placed her hands on his shoulders and squeezed them lightly.

Oliver smiled gratefully at her excited face, and tapped lightly on the door before he swiped his key card and opened it, entering the room.

"Jen? You in here?" He called.

"I'm in the shower! Wanna come join me, big boy?" Jennifer's false laugh tinkled.

Lilly's nose wrinkled in disgust at her crudeness, and jealousy at Jennifer's basis of that knowledge. But she quickly, too quickly, tried to remove those thoughts from her head. Besides, she'd been privy to that sort of information too. Oliver wasn't that big.

"No thanks!" Oliver turned to wave Lilly into the room, and she tiptoed into the suite.

"What now? I didn't plan on her being in the shower!" He bit his lip as the sound of running water ceased.

"No worries! I'll just get started on my bit." Lilly headed over towards the closet, started pulling out all of Jennifer's clothing, then throwing them out the open window.

"What are you doing?" Oliver whispered-yelled, his voice an octave higher than it usually was.

"Giving Jenny-dear her just deserts, Lilly style!" Lilly snickered. "Ooh, that's cute! Too bad!" A teal sweater was tossed out onto the street below.

"This isn't going to plan! She's going to come out any minute!" Oliver gestured wildly.

They both froze as they saw the handle to the ensuite turning, and the door opened a fraction. To Oliver's surprise, Lilly grabbed him around the neck and brought his face down to meet hers, throwing herself backwards on the bed. A bathrobe-encased Jennifer emerged from the bathroom to meet the sight of her boyfriend perched precariously on top of his ex-girlfriend, while she stuck her tongue down his throat.

"What the fuck?" She screamed.

Lilly broke away from the kiss to grin cheerily at Jennifer. "Oh, hey there, Jennifer! I didn't know you were here!"

She planted a kiss on Oliver's cheek as she removed her hands from under his shirt, and sat up, rolling him off her torso. Oliver could only open and close his mouth in shock, like some sort of retarded fish. Jennifer seemed to have the same reaction.

Lilly smiled venomously as she stood up. "So, how does it feel?" She spat.

"Excuse me?" Jennifer whispered menacingly.

"You heard me. I said, how does it feel? To see the person you're supposed to be in love with, back with his old flame? You certainly showed me, it was the least I could do for you." Lilly smirked.

Jennifer's incensed face flickered with fear. "You saw that?"

"We both did." Oliver seemed to regain his voice.

"Ollie, baby, it wasn't what it looked like. He came onto me!" Jennifer insisted.

"That is the biggest load of crap I've heard in my life!" Oliver scoffed.

"And what was with that shit about me trying to steal Oliver back?" Lilly chimed in.

"Stay out of this, you little whore!" Jennifer shrieked at her.

Lilly's jaw dropped, and she took a threatening step forward, but she felt a force on her arm the prevented her from going any further.

"Don't," Oliver whispered in a deadly voice, his hand tightly gripping Lilly's shoulder, "ever call her that, you filthy hypocrite."

Jennifer opened her mouth to angrily protest, but Oliver cut her off. "Save it! I'm tired of your lies! I never should have trusted you!"

"And I was an idiot to trust you, when you said you never loved her!" Jennifer screeched.

"What?" Lilly's face fell as she tried to look Oliver in the eyes. "You said that?"

"I would never say that." Oliver hissed, his eyes shooting death glares at Jennifer, who was returning them at the couple standing in front of her.

"Careful, sweetheart, or he might lie to you as well." Jennifer sneered.

"I never lied to you!" Oliver roared, and both Lilly and Jennifer took a startled step back. "I love her, and I don't love you!"

Lilly's eyes lit up, while Jennifer's darkened "You'll regret this, Oliver Oken." She threatened.

Oliver wrapped an arm around Lilly's waist and pulled her to his side, and she obligingly nuzzled her face into his neck, kissing his collarbone. "Oh, I doubt it. See, Jen, some people say revenge is a dish best served cold…" he thrust his hips against Lilly's side, cupped her breast and kissed her passionately on the mouth. "…but I think it's at its finest when it is sizzling hot." He finished.

Jennifer gaped at the panting couple, speechless. Oliver gave her a final withering look, before spinning and storming out of the hotel rom.

"Good luck getting out of here without any clothes!" Lilly simpered sweetly, before turning on her heel and following Oliver.

The door slammed shut behind them.

Their eyes met in exhilaration. A relived rush of air left their lungs, and they squealed in excitement as Lilly threw herself into Oliver's arms and they started jumping up and down in happiness

"Wow, what a great show we put on!" Lilly squealed.

Oliver stopped jumping, and took a step back, letting his hands drop to his sides. "That's just what you were doing? A show?"

"Well, yeah, you went along with it, didn't you?" Lilly said, confused.

"It wasn't a show, Lils. Everything I did in there, I did for you. Only you." He mumbled.

Lilly's face split into a grin. "My God, Oliver, that is so corny!"

He opened his mouth in objection, but she stopped him speaking by covering his lips with her own. "You're adorable when you're corny."

"So, where to now, partner in crime? I don't really have a room to stay in anymore." Oliver chuckled.

"Well, I happen to have a spare bit of bed that's not being used. You could probably stay with me" Lilly shrugged in fake nonchalance.

"Well, if you sure it's not too much trouble." Oliver grinned and entwined his fingers with Lilly's.

"On one condition."

"Which is?" He raised his eyebrows expectantly.

"Do you like jet skis?"

"Are you kidding? I love them!"

"Perfect."

Fin!
Review!