Disclaimer: The characters in this story belong to ABC Disney, Shonda Rhimes and the TV show Scandal. All credit to them.
A/N: I don't know what this was about but it was on my mind and I had a little insomnia so this is what hit the page. It may make sense it may not either way.. Enjoy..
She was sitting at the bar running her finger along the rim of her margarita glass. She had lost count of what number drink was on, all she knew is that she wanted to forget. Forget. Yes, she didn't want to remember the last 24 hrs since she had come back from overseas to surprise her fiancé, only to find that he was busy with some bitch in her bed, in the house they shared. She wanted to pretend that the last six months that she had been away and sending him money to pay bills and to save, that he wasn't blowing it on cheap investments and expensive gifts for his little sluts. She didn't want to think about the little hints that she should have caught on to as time passed, like the creditor that called and left a message that she was behind on her car note or the the bank calling to ask if she had just made questionable purchase in south Florida.
She had believed his excuses and allowed him to make the biggest fool out of her but she loved him or at least she thought she did. What did she know about love? They had met when she was already well established and he was up and coming in his fathers company. He seemed like a good guy, but something had always seemed off about him. His eyes. Her gut always had a strange feeling when it came to him but she ignored and pursued a relationship with him anyway. She fell for him quicker than she would like to admit, she always was a sucker for love. Her weakness. Her father warned her that her heart was too big and in her line of work that could be very dangerous but she continued to love and pursue love anyway. Trust your gut Liv, trust your instincts they will never steer you wrong, her father would always tell her those two things and she would always nod in agreement to get him to be quiet but she never really listened.
Now here she was alone, heartbroken and very tipsy in a small bar in Pensacola, Fla. short fifteen thousand dollars. She chuckled, because it wasn't even about the money, she didn't need it but she had lost a guy that she thought she loved, someone she gave her all to and now she was once again..alone. She had come to the conclusion that maybe she was destined to be alone. She had a week off before she had to be back at work in Key West and she had no idea how to spend the time now that there was no one here for her anymore. She signaled for the bartender and ordered a shot of tequila. Forget, that was the theme for the night.
She felt someone brush her shoulder as she set her shot glass down and she turned and glared at them ready to go off but when she met his eyes she was at a loss for words. She just continued to glare at him hoping that the words would come back to her, but they never did.
"Hi, my apologies Ms...I'm sorry I didn't catch your name." He said with a crooked smile as he held his hand out to her.
She rolled her eyes at his obvious attempt to learn her name and turned back to face the bartender and tapped her shot glass twice on the counter to signal she wanted another one. She could feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of her head and it took everything in her not to turn and face him again. She didn't have time for another guy, for another heart ache. Forget. She thought about forgetting again and then it clicked in her brain. Maybe he could help her forget, her friend Abby did always say the best way to get over one guy was to get under another. She grabbed one of the two shots the bartender placed in front of her and slid the other one over to him.
"I can't say that I would feel comfortable taking this shot from you without knowing your name first." He said leaning in close to her.
He was persistent, she liked that. "Olivia." She spoke without thinking, she never gave her real name in bars but for some reason she felt like it was ok with him. She smiled and asked, "And you are?"
"Fitz." He said holding his hand out to her.
"Nice to meet you Fitz." She placed her hand in his and she immediately noticed the ruggedness of his hands and it made her wonder what he did for a living. She wouldn't ask because she really didn't care. He intrigued her and she felt like he could very well help her forget and tonight that was all that mattered. She lifted the glass to her lips and nodded for him to grab his and he did and they took a shot together, both shaking their heads after trying to shake away the burn deep in their throats.
"You are very beautiful Olivia." He whispered next to her ear. "I couldn't help but notice that you got a head start on me so give me a minute to catch up."
She watched as he order five more shots of tequila and downed them within minutes of each other. She loved the way his v-neck clung to his body leaving little to the imagination of what was underneath. His five o'clock shadow and his perfectly moussed hair made it hard to tell who he might have been in the daytime. His look could fit a number of professions. It doesn't matter, she reminded herself as she continued to watch him.
"You like to stare don't you?"
"Maybe.." She said so seductively that she surprised herself. The liquor must really be settling in she thought to herself. "Are you ready?"
"Ready?" Fitz asked in a confused tone.
"Surely you didn't come over here just to show me your shot taking skills and make small talk." She pulled a couple hundred dollar bills out of her wallet and placed them on the counter. "So are you ready or are you going to sit here and pretend like you were interested in conversation only?" She didn't wait on his response, she just kept walking to the exit and out the door as she started to call a cab.
"It took you long enough." She teased when she heard him exit the bar behind her.
"Oh yeah?" He said grabbing her by the arm and pressing her up against the wall.
He leaned in close and she thought she was going come right there on the side walk outside of the bar in public. He pressed his lips onto hers causing her knees to temporarily go weak and she was grateful for the wall behind her. She felt his his hands running down her sides and moved her hands to his hair, she ran her fingers through it and it was softer than she imagined, nicer even. He pulled back and she looked up at him with questioning eyes and it wasn't until he tilted his head to the side that she heard it. The cab she had called had arrived and was honking his horn at her very obnoxiously. She blushed and grabbed his hand pulling him with her into the back seat.
"Your place or mine?" He asked as he kissed her neck.
"Mine." Olivia wasn't the type to pick up guys and she knew enough to know that it wasn't a good idea to go to a strangers house in the middle of the night. She gave the cabbie a hundred dollar bill and told him to hurry.
He shrugged and pulled her to straddle his lap, kissing and biting her neck as she pulled and tugged hair. It didn't take long for them to get to her hotel and she had to peel herself off of him long enough so that they could get out of the cab. She stumbled on to the pavement and grabbed a hold of his arm using him as a balance while she slipped her heels on. They walked in the lobby hand in hand like two lovers that had returned from a date that had run late and into to the early morning. As soon as the elevator shut she pushed him hard against the wall and crashed her lips on his. She was growing impatient with the wait to get to her room, she wanted him so bad and she didn't even know why, well besides his obvious good looks and great body.
"Liv, slow down, we are almost there."
The elevator dinged and she pushed him into the wall playfully before walking out switching her hips making sure he got a full view her backside in her skirt. She heard his breath hitch and she smirked. It took her a minute to find but she eventually found her room key and quickly swiped them inside. She walked to set her things down but before she reaches the table in the middle of the room Fitz is behind her tossing her clutch on the floor and turning her to face him.
"How do you want it?" He asked inches from her mouth.
"Huh?" Olivia was confused by the question, was she that drunk or did he leave apart of the question out.
"How do you want me to fuck you Olivia?" He growled against her neck. "What else would I be talking about? Do you want it rough against the table, hard against the door or do you want me to make love you? Make you forget the jerk that broke your heart?"
She looked up and for the first time she actually looked into his eyes, even in the dimly lit room she could see that he was broken just like she was, maybe not to the same extent that she was but he was broken. Feeling that she could show him better than actually telling him, she leaned up on her tippy toes and kissed him softly. He walked them slowly back to the bed and she felt him lift her then gently place her on the soft comforter. He pulled her shirt off and hovered over her a moment before taking his off too, he undressed her and himself discarding their clothing on the floor beside them. He moved his hands in-between her legs and slowly moved his fingers in and out of her making sure she was ready. Olivia closed her eyes and bit her lip as she failed miserably to suppress the moans escaping her mouth.
"You are beautiful."
He said it so softly, with so much feeling that she felt like he might have almost meant it. He rolled a condom over his hard erection and lined himself up with her, she bit her lip in anticipation. She closed her eyes and winced a bit as he pressed deep within her, it had been six months and it took her a minute to adjust to his size and she felt every inch of him as he pushed through her tight walls. He stopped and when she opened her eyes he was looking at her like she was someone that mattered to him, someone that he cared about. He rubbed the side of her face gently and leaned down kissing her as he began to slowly move his hips again. She felt a her stomach flutter and her whole body felt like it was on fire, this was different. This wasn't just sex, this wasn't just a bar hook up, it was..no she wouldn't say it..it couldn't be..
"I love you Olivia." He said as he shifted one of her legs wider and completely filled her up. She gasped and she didn't know if it was because of how deep he was or because he had just said he loved her, either way, she was having the most sensual sex that she had had in..she couldn't even remember how long. He leaned down and she leaned up to meet his lips but he passed her mouth and sucked hard on her neck. How did he know that was her spot, she wondered as she wrapped one of her around his waist pulling him closer. "Say it Liv..tell me you love me."
"I love you Fitz." She breathlessly into his ear as she started lifting her waist meeting him thrust for thrust. He could have asked her rob a bank and she would have done it and as crazy as saying I love you to a complete stranger was, it felt right with him. He smiled and she swore she saw a gleam in his eye as he sped up his movements bringing them both quickly to their climax. Her whole body shook as her orgasm rocked through to her core. She dug her nails deep into his back and bit down on her collar bone.
They laid there for a moment enjoying the feeling of being connected to someone. He slowly pulled out of her and took the condom off and threw it in the trash. He pulled his boxers on before walking to the bathroom wetting one of the small towels and wiping off the inside of her thighs and surrounding areas. Who is this guy? She wondered. No one had ever taken the time to make sure she was clean after sex, they always tossed a towel at her and expected her to do it herself. She thanked him and grabbed a shirt from her suitcase puling it on. He got in the bed and lifted the blanket for her to join him. She moved underneath the covers an gave him a soft kiss before turning over and allowing him to spoon her from behind. She allows him to pull her close and wrap his arm tight around her waist. They lay like this for awhile neither speaking but both awake. She starts to drift when he speaks, startling her.
"I may not remember this in the morning but I do love you Olivia. I don't know why or how but I can feel it, like I have been searching for something my whole life and tonight I found it.." He whispers in the darkness.
She wasn't sure how to respond, her mind was screaming red flag Liv, red flag, but after what they had just shared she needed to follow her heart, follow her gut and she did, for the first time. "I love you to Fitz."
A/N: I'm sure this is probably a jumbled mess from my brain but hopefully it can clear my thoughts enough to get to my other stories. If you like it let me know or even if you didn't.