talk you out of it (фемслэш)

Olivia remained seated on the armrest, her eyes clouding over with desire for the woman in front of her. Alex was loving every second of this. "You talked me into getting ready, and now you don’t want to go?"
"All right," Olivia said, wrapping her arms around Alex's waist again, "how about you let me talk you out of it now—out of the dress, I mean?"
Alex laughed. "Please tell me you know that was horrible." It really was, but the smile on Alex’s face betrayed the truth behind her statement, because Olivia could say the most ridiculous things and she’d want her all the same.
Batting her eyelashes, she said, "You love me anyway."
or, the one where olivia really wants to go out with alex...until she doesn't.