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The next few days, Olivia busied herself researching everything she could about the firm. She read testimonies from old employees, visited forums and blogs on the interview process in law firms, polished her resumes, called former teachers to get advice. She almost worked more than Fitz. When he left in the morning, she was in her PJs, working on their bed and when he came back in the evening, she was often working on their couch or in their office.
Not wanting her to burn out all her energy before she even got to the interview, Fitz strongly suggested they spent an evening without talking about work or law or interviews. Olivia protested at first but Fitz didn't back down. He knew Olivia probably didn't even need all her research and he knew for sure she didn't need the added stress of reading other people's bad experience. He forced her to close her laptop and books, turn off her phone and join him on the couch for an evening of binge food and Netflix watching.
It took Olivia a while to really relax and let her mind stop working but after three re-runs of Friends and Fitz' massage of her feet and calves, she finally let go of her worries and focused on the wonderful man by her side. She shifted on the couch until she was tucked under his arm, her head on his chest and her hand under his shirt, caressing his well-defined abs.
"Do you think this is what we'll look like as an old couple?" She asked Fitz.
"You mean snuggled up on the couch watching old shows and eating bad food?"
"Yeah. We'll probably get fat…" She smiled.
"Will you still love me when I'm bald and have a big belly?" Fitz asked feigning insecurity.
"I'll still love you when you're fat but if you lose your hair, I'm out of here, buddy." She teased.
"Hey!" he pinched her side, making her squeal and snuggle further into him. "You can't leave me anyway. In 7 months, we'll be married and from that point on, you have no way out."
"I don't want any way out." She smiled up at him, caressing his cheek.
"Good. Because I will chase you and bring you back anyway."
"I know you will." She leaned up and kissed his lips softly before settling back against him and focusing back on the show.
As she drifted off on Fitz' shoulder, Olivia allowed her thoughts to go back to one of the happiest days of her life, the day she agreed to marry Fitz and spend the rest of her days with him.
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It was over two years ago. Fitz was already well settled in his job and Liv had just finished her latest session of exams. To celebrate the end of her hermit time, Fitz took her for a weekend out of the city. They left early Saturday morning and drove to Long Wharf North where they took a ferry to the Boston Harbor Islands.
Courtesy of the cool weather, they were almost alone on the trails. They walked hand in hand, only separating when the trails became too narrow. Under the pretense of courtesy, Fitz allowed Olivia to walk before him. The truth was he just wanted to watch her ass clad in her leggings. Knowing him like the back of her hand, Olivia consciously added an extra sway to her hips, smiling when she heard him growl behind her and get even closer.
They walked for most of the day, only stopping for lunch and a quick nap on one of the beaches before walking to the top of one of the hills where they knew they could set up camp. When they arrived, they set up everything they would need for their dinner evening and night. Fitz set up the tent while Olivia collected wood for the fire. Then, he set up a comfortable spot for them near the fire with blankets and pillows so they could enjoy their dinner and evening under the stars.
By the time they were done, the sun was starting to set down. Olivia sat down between Fitz' legs and they watched as the sun disappeared behind the horizon.
"Thank you for taking me here." Olivia sighed as the last beam of light disappeared.
"Anytime." He smiled as he kissed her temple. "You worked hard those past few weeks, you deserved a break."
"I love that after all these years, you still swoop me off my feet. I love that I still enjoy our time just the two of us more than anything else."
"Were you worried that was going to change?" Fitz asked as his lips caressed her head and his hands moved up and down her arms.
"I was worried going public was going to change our dynamic. I was worried that because we didn't have to hide anymore, we would not get those intimate moments. I mean, I didn't think we would stop having time just the two of us but I feared it wouldn't be as intense and intimate."
"And now?"
"Now, I'm not worried. It's been years and we still have those moments, those minutes when it's just the two of us. And no matter if we're alone or if there are people around, I still get this feeling like I'm the most important person to you."
"That's because you are." Fitz whispered as Olivia turned her head to face him.
"I know." She smiled. "Thank you for making me feel that way."
"I can't control it you know. T's not like I decided you would be the most important person in my life. It's not like I could actually control the love and respect I have for you. You only have your awesome self to blame for that." He kissed her nose and smiled as she scrunched up her face.
She pecked his lips before getting up to get their dinner while Fitz fed the fire. They ate side by side, chatting about the latest gossip from Harvard and what the future held for them. After dessert, Olivia lied down on the covers, her head resting on Fitz' lap, his hands caressing her hair mindlessly. They stared at the fire quietly, mesmerized by the flames.
After a while, Fitz heard Olivia's breath evening out and looked down to see her drifting off to sleep. He looked at her for long minutes, taking in every detail on her face. He watched as her eyes moved behind her closed lids, how her breaths escaped her slightly parted lips, how her lips curled up in her sleep when he raked her neck lightly. He gazed lovingly at her cheeks and her long eyelashes.
He suddenly felt like all the emotions were too much. There was so much warmth gathered in the pit of his stomach, he felt like if he didn't say the words, he would literally explode. He needed to put it out there because he couldn't imagine another minute when she didn't know with absolute certainty what she meant to him.
He caressed her face slowly until her eyes blinked open and the stars aligned as their eyes met and a lazy smile caressed her lips.
"I fell asleep on you." She smiled sheepishly, her smile turning to a frown when she saw the serious look on his face. He was looking at her so intently she started to squirm. "What's…" She started.
"Marry me." He said.
Olivia's eyes widened in shock and her mouth gaped as her sleepy brain tried to understand the meaning of his words.
"What…" She tried again and was stopped by his sigh.
"This isn't how it was supposed to come out…" He breathed as he looked ahead. "I was supposed to have this romantic dinner ready. I had a whole evening planned out, with flowers and candles and your favorite food. I even have a ring. Well, I don't have it now because it wasn't… I wasn't… I was going to wait for the summer to ask you. I was… There was a whole plan…" He looked down at her and locked eyes with her.
"It caught me by surprise. I just… I couldn't wait another minute…" He whispered. "Olivia, I love you. You know that. And you probably know that this moment was coming. Probably not today, probably not even this year but you know what you mean to me, right?" Olivia nodded, unable to form words as tears gathered in her eyes.
"We were never supposed to be together. When we met, we should have stayed away from each other, you should have had your first love with someone your age and maybe spend your life with them or break up when you got to college. And I… I should have met some nice girl, maybe another teacher and married her, have 2.5 kids, a house in the suburbs and an ordered little life as a high school teacher.
We were never supposed to get together. But we did. And I thank God every day that we did. Because meeting you was the single most important moment of my life. It changed everything for me. It gave me the will to change, to be better, to follow my dreams. And most importantly, it gave me you.
You are the most beautiful, smart, kind woman I have ever met and you chose me. You chose to be with me. Despite all the obstacles and the heartache we met along the way, you still choose to be with me every day.
When I wake up in the morning and look to the side and find your beautiful face, I feel like a god. I feel like I could take away the world. Your love makes me feel like that. Your love for me and my love for me makes me wants to move mountains.
And I want the world to know that. I want the world to know and to see that you are the single most important person in my life.
So, please, allow me to show them just that. Allow me to show you every day just how much you mean to me. Allow me to try every day to make you the happiest you can be. Allow me to screw up and try again. Allow me to build a future with you, for you…
Marry me, Olivia Carolyn Pope and make me the happiest, most complete man on earth."
Olivia was trembling in Fitz' lap, sobs wracking her body at the most beautiful words she had ever heard. Her throat was choked up but her brain was screaming 'yes!'. She opened her mouth a few times but nothing came out, she wiped away the tears but more appeared. She got up from Fitz' lap and sat on her knees in front of him.
She grabbed his face between her hands and stared at every inch of it. He looked in pain, waiting for her answer. His jaw was clenched and his eyes were almost sad. Olivia released another sob and lunged on him, causing him to fall backwards. She kissed him as if her life depended on it. When she felt he was starting to pass out from the lack of air, she moved her kisses to his cheeks, eyes, jaw, chin.
"Yes!" She exclaimed. "Yes, yes, yes! I will marry you Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the third. I will marry you, you wonderful man. Yes!"
"Yes?" Fitz asked for confirmation, his face lighting up with hope.
"Yes, oui, da, sí, ja!"
"Yes… You said yes…" He laughed incredulously. "She said yes!" He screamed into the night. He rolled them over until she was on her back and he was over her and peppered her face with kisses. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! You just made me so happy. You have no idea."
"Oh, believe me, I have an idea." She laughed and brought his face to hers so she could kiss him fully. Their tears mixed and new ones appeared but they never stopped kissing.
After a while, the kiss grew more passionate and Olivia's hands slipped under Fitz' shirt so she could caress his back. She moved her hands to his front and attacked his belt buckle.
"I want you. Now. Here." She whispered between kisses.
Fitz growled in her mouth and attacked her clothes, practically ripping them off her body. They were feverish in their attack, their hands roaming, their lips kissing and sucking, their legs tangling together.
Fitz grinded his legs against Olivia's core and relished in the warmth and moisture of her folds. He wanted to take his time, he wanted to tease her and make her scream his name so that people on other islands could hear her but he couldn't wait. He needed to be inside her, he needed to become one with her to seal their bond.
He slowed down their kissing and pulled away so that he could look at her. He watched mesmerized at the reflection of the flames in her brown orbs. He used one hand to caress her hair and face and the other hand to guide her hips to his.
He moved just an inch inside her and they both moaned. Olivia closed her eyes when he moved another inch but he kissed her eyelids.
"Look at me." He whispered. "Livvie, my love, look at me…"
Olivia painfully opened her eyes and gasped at the sight of him. His eyes were full of love, adoration and lust and it was all for her. When he was sure, she wasn't closing her eyes again, he surged into her in one stroke making her scream in rapture.
He wasted no time before starting a deep rhythm. He pinned her to the floor with one hand to make sure she could not move, to make sure he had all control and she had no other choice but to absorb the pleasure he was giving her and he moved in and out of her, slowly, deeply, circling his hips on the way in.
When she started thrashing her head around and her nails started digging in his biceps, he knew he needed to increase his pace to give her more. He went deeper, faster and, in a matter of minutes, he felt the telltale sign of her walls starting to contract. He moved his kisses to her neck, under her ear.
"Come for me, beautiful." He whispered huskily. "Come for me now… My wife."
His words were Olivia's undoing. She bucked up under him, her back arching and her nails raking his back, a loud scream escaping her lips as she came around him, pushing him over the edge with her, a loud growl emanating from his throat.
XXX
Olivia woke up with a jolt as the sound of her moan. She had been dreaming of that night and the simple memory of their intense love making was enough to have her body on fire.
"What were you dreaming about?" Fitz smirked knowingly from above her.
"Nothing." She answered, her cheeks flushing. "I mean… I don't know."
"That didn't sound like nothing to me." He teased. "Why don't I take you to our bedroom and I can try to elicit that same sound out of you?"
"Oh, shut up." She exclaimed, embarrassed as she buried her face in his shoulder.
"Don't be shy." He smiled a lopsided grin. "That was incredibly sexy. You, squirming on my lap and rubbing your legs together, those little moans escaping your luscious lips." Olivia felt her body warming up as he whispered those words huskily in her ear. "Come on, kitten. Let me take you to bed and finish what you started without me."
Unable to take any more of his words without coming on the spot, Olivia sealed their lips together and climbed on his lap. Fitz' hands immediately went to her ass and he stood up and took her to the bedroom where he spent the evening making good on his words.
