"I want morning and noon and nightfall with you. I want your tears, your smiles, your kisses...the smell of your hair, the taste of your skin, the touch of your breath on my face. I want to see you in the final hour of my life...to lie in your arms as I take my last breath." ― Lisa Kleypas.

"Stop it. You're causing a scene. Stop it." Olivia hissed at the man standing beside her.

"He's basically throwing himself at you Olivia, what am I suppose to do? Sit back and watch him move in on you? He's basically asking you to spread your legs for him." Fitz whispered back at her, smiling at the people around them as to not draw attention.

"He did not. And yes that is exactly what you are supposed to do Governor Grant. I am not yours." Olivia replied as she walked away, the woman was going to be the death of Fitzgerald Grant. Billy Chambers had been throwing himself at Olivia all morning and Fitz was not here for it at all. Before Olivia could get too far away he grabbed her arm pulling her behind the bushes in the garden.

"What are you doing?!" She was beyond angry now, hoping that no one had seen. "Are you out of your mind? We are in public Fitz." She attempted to leave.

"Do you want him? Do you want me to step aside? Is that why you're annoyed? Because I pulled you away from Billy?" He asked moving in closer to her.

"Get over yourself Fitz." She walked away and he stepped in front of her, blocking her exit once again.

"You do not walk away from me." He angrily said to the woman who was so beyond frustrating.

"You do not pull me away at a public event Fitzgerald. You are being beyond ridiculous." Olivia replied, her arms crossed over her chest, effectively blocking him out.

"You said it yourself Olivia, you're not mine." Fitz said, his hands defeated by his side and now she realised what was going on, he was upset. Not about Billy flirting with her but because he couldn't be the one doing it himself, public settings were where they had to be on their best behaviour, they couldn't be themselves and Fitz hated that more than anything. The privacy of their relationship also meant that Olivia was constantly hit on by men and she had to use horrible excuses to knock them back because "I'm in love with the man running for President" didn't really cut it. Her heart was heavy for the man in front of her; all he wanted was just to be with her.

"Fitz." She whispered out. "Baby." She moved closer to him wrapping her arms around his neck, leaning on her tip toes and placing a soft kiss on his lips. "I am yours and only yours." She said as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I'm sorry for being stupid Livvie." He was upset with how he had treated her but he just needed reassurance.

"It's okay babe. Now come on we better get back out there." With another soft and sweet kiss they were back out into the garden for the luncheon, their relationship had survived another speed bumb, for now.

Later that evening Olivia got to her hotel door, exhausted, the luncheon had worn her out and all she wanted was a nice bath and a long sleep. Opening the door she was greeted by a sight she was becoming use to, Fitz in her bed, sound asleep. He usually came to her bed waiting for her when she worked late with Cyrus and it melted her heart, she liked coming home to somebody, even if home was a hotel and that somebody was a married man running for president. She walked in slowly, throwing her bags on the table and taking off her jacket when Fitz began to wake.

"Go back to sleep baby." She said with a kiss to his forehead as she went to go to the bathroom, she was stopped by a hand on her wrist.

"Kiss baby." Fitz said sleepily.

"You want a kiss?" She asked and he nodded wearily, his eyes still shut, she placed a small kiss on his forehead, one on his nose followed by one on his lips, she giggled at the expression on his face and went to shower. Coming out 20 minutes later, Olivia saw that Fitz hadn't moved, the man barely moved in his sleep and she smiled at his position. A hand thrown over the edge of the bed as he lay on his stomach, his other up under her pillow, he was spread out and she'd be surprised if she could even fit in the bed. Rubbing the last of her lotion on her hand she lifted the covers snuggling in beside her man. He immediately rolled over, engulfing her in his arms.

"Too tight baby." Olivia whispered as he loosened his grip on her.

"Mmm sorry." He replied with a kiss to her forehead. "You're cold." He said as he began to rub his hands up and down her back under her shirt as she snuck her head into the crook of his neck, placing a kiss there. "Your hair smells nice." He said as he moved one hand up to massage her scalp.

"Thank you baby." She said as she threw a leg over his hip and placed her other between his legs.

"Maybe I should buy you pyjamas for our anniversary." Fitz said chuckling quietly as he noticed her clothes.

"No don't. I like sleeping in your clothes." She said smiling as she looked down at the navy shirt she was wearing of his. "And you're supposed to buy your girlfriend jewellery on anniversaries babe." She said kissing him quickly, like habit.

"I know, I've got it under control." She raised her head instantly.

"What?" She asked.

"Liv." He warned, he didn't want to get into a fight tonight. "Leave it okay." He said kissing her, hoping to distract her.

"Our first anniversary Fitz, you'll be in the white house. And we won't be together baby. We've discussed this." Olivia said sternly, she didn't need Fitz getting wild ideas.

"I know Livvie. That's why I said leave it. Come on." Fitz said pulling her back into his arms, they lay in silence for the next half an hour, each thinking the other was asleep.

"Baby?" Olivia asked quietly.

"Hmm?"

"I want us to be together. You know maybe it could work. Us and the white house, it won't be easy." Olivia said all in one breath.

"Don't tease me Olivia. Are you being serious?" He asked, their eyes meeting.

"I just don't know if I'll be able to let you go." She said softly, breaking their eye contact and looking away.

"Than you don't have to. We try and make it work, there's no harm in trying babe." Fitz said, he tried to keep the excitement out of his voice; he didn't want to alarm her. "So we're in this together?" He asked.

"We're in this together." She replied smiling at the man she wished so desperately was hers, but maybe for a bit longer she could pretend he was. They were going to the white house and there was no way she was giving up her man without a fight. They were in this together.