One Night

"Three shots of tequila please."

"Three shots of tequila coming right up."

Quinn sat at the bar searching the crowd for a familiar face. After coming up empty handed, she grabbed her phone and went to check her notifications, a text from Huck flashed on the screen. She text him back with a smile planted firmly on her face.

"Hey, sorry I'm late I couldn't find my blazer but I see why now."

"One, it's my blazer, you lost yours when we were in Cozumel this summer. This is mine, yours is gone."

Olivia flipped her hair off her shoulders and sat down. She was wearing a royal blue blouse with a fair amount of cleavage showing. Her pencil skirt was long and leather with a nice pair of Louboutins. She was dressed to kill to say the least. Olivia yanked Quinn's phone out of her hand and rolled her eyes.

"I was kinda in the middle of a text."

"Yeah and I was kinda wanting to spend some time with my girlfriend. You can text Huck later."

Abby came strutting toward them with a huge smile on her face.

"Bitches!" Abby hugged Quinn first and then Olivia.

"Abs! You look hot! I'm so glad you made it. Usually you're with David on all fours." Abby smacked Olivia's arm and walked toward the open seat next to Quinn.

"Shut up! I'm not the nasty one here. Don't even start tonight, Olivia."

"Okay shut up already. Can we please take this shot and cheers to another week survived?"

Abby and Olivia nodded and grabbed their shot glasses.

"Cheers to another successful week being completed."

They all clinked their glasses together and chugged down the contents and bit into the lime.

"Damn that was good." Olivia said as she shook her head. A man walked up behind her and tapped her shoulder. She turned around and smiled.

"Lucille?"

"Uhm, hey."

"Dennis." He said smiling brightly.

Olivia nodded and pointed.
"Right, Dennis. How are you?"

"I'm great. I'm fine. I've been trying to reach you, you never call back."

Abby and Quinn looked at each other and tried to hide the need to laugh.

"Yeah, I don't have a phone right now."

Her phone began to ring and Quinn looked at her like a deer caught in the headlights. Olivia rubbed her neck and smiled.

"That's my work phone. My personal phone is broken and I don't give people numbers to this phone."

"Yes I understand. I just didn't know if it was the same. Well-" he took out a pen and grabbed her hand. He wrote down his number and smiled. "Once you get a personal phone, let my number be the first you call from it. Good night, Lucille."

Dennis walked away and Abby immediately burst out laughing.

"Yeah I don't have a phone right now, phone rings, that was perfect timing."

"Shut up, Abby. Goodness he's so annoying." Olivia grabbed a napkin off the bar and dipped it in a cup of water so she could erase the number off of her hand.

"Olivia who is he exactly?"

"A mistake. I slept with him months ago and he just can't shake me, like get the damn hint, I don't want you."

Quinn shook her head and thanked the bartender for her drink.

"Liv, you've got to chill out. I'm sure you're black book full of men is horrendous."

"Correction, it's a teal book and it's not full of men."

"Whatever, seriously. This is New York you should try dating instead of just having sex."

Olivia looked around and squinted her eyes at Quinn.

"And what's wrong with just having sex? I don't like dating so I cut that and go for what I want. Tequila please, keep them coming."

Quinn gave her a half smile and swished her drink around.

"Nothing. It's nothing wrong with having sex but I mean you deserve someone. Doesn't it get lonely sometimes?"

Olivia scoffed, "never. Quinn, it's cute that you worry about me being with different men but I assure you that I am fine. I use condoms each time and I get tested. Plus, I don't do it with ten men a week."

"Quinn, Olivia was a party girl and still is at heart. She was like this in school but for the life of me I don't know how she passed her classes."

"Partying was a stress reliever. That's how."

They all started laughing heavily at what was just said. Girls night was always one full of laughter.

"I don't like clubs."

"Suck it up, Fitz. It will be fine. And you need this, Mandy is out of your life and you made it out without a scratch or a kid, you should be the most excited person in the club."

"It's Mellie and I am excited. I only said yes because it's your birthday and you're my little brother who constantly annoys me."

"Aww you're the best Fitz. I promise you will enjoy it. Ain't that right Jake, Chase and Freddie?"

"Hell yeah, it's always fun here. It's a good club don't worry old man."

The men walked in deeper into the club and some of them dispersed onto the dance floor. Fitz didn't really like dancing so he headed toward the bar. On his way there he couldn't believe his eyes. A woman with bone straight hair and bangs sat with her legs crossed and in the middle of a conversation that seemed to be entertaining. He wanted to walk toward her but couldn't find the balls to.

"Oh my goodness he is hot."

Abby and Quinn turned around and saw the man that Olivia was talking about.

"Damn. He is really hot." Abby said as she turned back toward Olivia.

"I think he's looking at you, Liv." Quinn said as she kept her eyes on him.

"No, he's not."

"Yes he is." Abby and Quinn said in unison.

"Jinx." They said together.

The man walked toward them and Olivia felt herself grow hot.

"Hi."

"Hi."

"You are beautiful. I just thought that I would let you know."

"Thanks. You look nice as well." Olivia said smiling brightly.

"My name is Fitzgerald. Nice to meet you."

"Carolyn. Nice meeting you too. You can sit if you'd like."

Fitz nodded and sat in the seat next to her.

"You aren't from here are you." Olivia said as he adjusted in his seat.

"No, I'm from California. Is it that obvious?"

"Yeah kinda. You're a little tan. Nothing wrong with that though. Here on vacation?"

Fitz chuckled and sighed. "Actually just moved here."

"Mhm. That's nice. I just moved her about two years ago. Still adjusting. New York is different."

"Where are you from?"

Olivia took a sip of her drink and wiped her mouth.

"Texas but I went to boarding school in Boston most of my life and then went to Yale and stayed in that area after I graduated."

"Ahh a boarding school kid. I was the same. Parents sent me away to D. C. And I went to Harvard."

"Politician hopes, huh." Fitz took a sip of his beer and nodded.

"Yeah. How did you know?"

Olivia looked him up and down and smiled.

"You're wearing a button down and jeans with brown dress shoes, all you're missing is a bright red tie with the word 'republican' on it. Don't worry, I'm apolitical so you can continue talking to me."

Fitz was taking aback by her words of observation. Just within a few seconds she knew things about him that he didn't even have to say.

"Wow."

"Sorry, I'm just an observer. Can't really help it."

"No, no problem it just was dead on, I don't think I've ever had that happen."

Olivia smiled and took another sip.

"Hey, we're going to head out. See you tomorrow." Quinn said eyeing Olivia.

"Alright. Good night you two. Text me when you both have made it home."

"Yeah, you do the same." Abby hugged Liv and walked away into the crowd with Quinn.

"It's a little hot, do you want to step outside?"

"Yes. That would be great."

Olivia grabbed his hand and led him through the crowd and outside.

"It feels so good out here." Olivia said as she lifted her hair so that she could feel the breeze on her neck.

"It does feel good. It was kinda stuffy in there."

"You're not use to going out are you."

Fitz shook his head 'no' and gave her a small smile.

"It's my brothers birthday so I agreed. I've never really been one who likes clubs. I mostly just stick to staying close to the bar."

"I can see. I like it every now and then. I come out with my friends for drinks after a long week."

Fitz nodded and found himself- eyes stuck on her. She was so beautiful and the way her skirt was hugging her hips, was not helping his case.

Olivia moved her gaze from the billboard up above and looked at him. He was caught red handed staring at her. She smiled at him and giggled.

"You're really handsome, Fitzgerald."

"Thank you, you can call me Fitz."

Olivia crossed her arms and stepped closer to him. Fitz stood there frozen as she was now right in front of him.

"Fitz, I like it."

The next morning.

Olivia felt the sun hitting her face. She opened one eye and yawned. Now opening two eyes, it was clear that it was morning and Fitz was right beside her. She slowly moved out of bed while watching him- hoping he wouldn't wake up. She didn't realize how close she was to the edge and ended up rolling off. She hit the floor with a thud and cursed herself silently. Quickly poking her head up, she looked at him. He was still asleep.
He looks so peaceful. He's honestly really cute. Shut up. Get up and get the hell out of here.
She stood up and looked around for her clothes. She saw her bra laying on the floor next to the rest of her clothes. She was thankful that they weren't scattered all over the room. Quickly putting on her clothes, Olivia walked closer to his bed room door and picked up her heels. She took one more look at him and left.

"Good morning, thoroughly fucked, Liv." Abby said as she took a sip of her coffee.

"Abby, I'm not playing with you this morning. It's too early."

"You must forgot it's only like seven o'clock. You get up earlier than this for work."

"Yeah. Right." She said as she walked toward the kitchen area to grab a cup of coffee. Quinn came out of the doorway and held up a cup.

"You're an angel. Thank you."

"Mhm. How was it." She asked as she followed Olivia the living room. Since Abby and Quinn just relocated to New York as well, Olivia let them stay in her apartment until they could find something. She didn't mind at all, it made her feel like a big sister.

"It was phenomenal actually. I mean he really knew what he was doing, I don't think I've ever had anyone so, so uhm affection during sex. Very nice man."

Quinn shook her head and sat down next to her.

"Liv."

"Please, do not preach to me Quinn. I don't need it. He was great. Astounding. If I would've had my hair in a sew in, he would've pulled a track or two out. My head kinda hurts. Maybe it's the tequila, and good sex. Don't know." She said shrugging her shoulders.

"Damn. I don't think I've ever heard you say you've had phenomenal sex." Abby said sitting down next to her. The three women sighed and enjoyed the silence that was rare and usually brief.

One week later

"Olivia. Can I kidnap you for a minute? I know you're busy but-"

"None sense. This can wait." Greg smiled and held the door for her as he led her down the hall. She saw a man standing alone in one of the offices.

"Hey, she's here."

The worker turned around and Olivia thought her knees were about to give in.

"SHIT...zen Sie sich shön." She babbled out and ended with a smile.

"This, is our fearless leader, Olivia Pope. Olivia, this is Fitzgerald Grant. And he's not German. You're not German correct?"

"I'm not German." Fitz said as he practically stared a hole in her.

"Oh. Oh my I'm so sorry. I thought you were the German client that called and said he was coming in today." Olivia gave him a fake smile and he chuckled.

"No problem, Ms. Olivia Pope. What a beautiful name." Olivia felt her face growing hot and turned away from Fitz and toward Greg.

"Thank you, Greg, I'll get him situated. Thanks."

"Any time, Olivia. Nice meeting you Fitz, glad you're apart of the team."

"Thank you, Greg. See you around."

Greg left the room and Olivia and Fitz stood in front of each other, staring as if they were looking in a mirror. Olivia was the first to break the silence.

"So you're working here?"

"Yes. Will that be a problem?"

"Not if you don't make it one." She said as she smoothed down her dress pants.

"That's funny. You don't even know me and you are already thinking I'm going to be a problem."

Olivia looked around the room until she found a focal point, the clock to her right. She took a deep breath and looked at Fitz.

"My office is down the hall. If you need me, dial extension 7307 or come to my office at the end of the hall. Happy first day."

Olivia didn't give him time to say anything back as she was out of the room in a blink of an eye. She power walked back to her office and shut the door.

oh my fucking goodness. Why is this happening?

Olivia shook her head and sat at her desk. Pushing the familiar number, she picked up the receiver.

"Lauren, could you bring me my coffee. And please don't order my lunch today, I'm going out. Thank you."

Olivia briefly closed her eyes to collect her thoughts when there was a knock at her door.

"Come in. Thanks Lauren I-"

"It's Fitz." Olivia opened her eyes and groaned.

"I want coffee, you're not my coffee."

"I'm sorry, I'll come back." Fitz turned around but Olivia stopped him.

"Stay. You obviously came in here for a reason. What is it?" She said looking him square in the eye.

"I just wanted to talk about what happened."

"Listen. What happen was a one night stand. We met, we had sex, morning came, I got up and left."

Fitz chuckled and sat down.

"Yeah, you didn't even stay for breakfast or say good bye."

Olivia giggled like a maniac. Fitz furrowed his eyebrow, confused by her demeanor.

"Okay, Prince Charming. I am not like most women. I don't wake up in the morning and roll over so I can snuggle up next to you and hope that we have an hour of cuddling and then you wake up to go cook breakfast. It was a one night stand for Christ sakes. That means it happens once and we move on but of course, with my luck, I come to work a week later and the guy is now my employee. You seem like a nice guy from what I gathered. This is business. Professionalism is the most important thing to me and what I do after hours is none of anyone's business. I am a successful business woman who is in charge of this law firm. My private life is just that, private" a knock at the door made Olivia calm down a little. "Come in Lauren. Thank you so much."

"No problem, Ms. Pope."

"Its Olivia." She said as the door shut.

"Back to what I was saying. Nothing ever happened between us. That night doesn't exist." Fitz sighed and nodded.

"Okay. I'll put it all out of my memory, Carolyn. I mean, Olivia."

She scoffed and stood up.

"I didn't lie. That's my middle name and don't be cute. Get out of my office."

Fitz stood up and went toward the door.

"Have a good day."

"Mmhm okay bye." She said as she closed the door behind him.

"Ughhhhhhh! Why?!" Olivia exclaimed as she let put her face in her hands. She was having lunch with Quinn and Abby, telling them about her day of unfortunate events.

"Karma is a bitch."

"She is and when I see her, I'm going to whoop her ass." Olivia said as she lifted her head to drink a sip of her water.

"You did this to yourself, Liv. I mean, it was going to catch up with you sooner or later." Quinn said as she took a sip of her soda.

"Yeah but damn. Why this? Why did he have to be my employee? I swear for now on, I'll do my own research on the candidates."

"But didn't you already have a clue?" Abby said curiously.

"No! You think I connected the dots?! When he said his name was Fitzgerald my brain didn't scream, don't do it Liv, it's the guy who you hired. Fitzgerald is a common name." She explained bluntly.

"Well, can't do anything about it now. Just keep your distance."

Abby nodded in agreement and Olivia sunk down further in her seat.

"I know but, maybe I could find a way to get rid of him."

Hhiya! Okay so this little plot line I have has been heavy on my brain. This story is really light and funny and I thought it would be something fun to explore. I think that the film industry should do movies with lead black women who are successful, witty snd relatable to all women no matter their race. I feel that a woman being comfortable in her career and in her own sexuality is beautiful and that is how this Olivia Pope is. Of course she seems cold and "playa playa" now but as always, olitz is endgame. Hope you enjoyed this!

P. S.

Michelle was President Obama's boss before he became president. ;-)