*One Month Ago

She was sitting at the bar having a drink. A lonely drink because her friend had stood her up again. The second time this week. She understood she was busy. But damn! At least tell a person when you can't make it.

Damn you Abby she thought.

To lost in her thoughts, she didn't see the man sit in the bar stool next to her.

"What year is that?" Someone asked her. She looked over and rolled her eyes. Why is it all the ugly men hit in her? Does she has desperate and lonely on a big neon sign attached to her back?

The man tried again.

"Awe come on sugar. Don't be that way. It'll ruin a good night we could have." Olivia looked at him and snapped.

"Look man. I'm not your 'sugar' and a night between the two of us would never happen. What you need to do is go brush your teeth and get that yellow crayola off of them. And while your at it, dress like you care about your appearance and stop jacking clothes from the homeless. Oh and one last thing. This red is a 1978 Grayson." She turned back from him and continued sipping her drink.

"Bitch." The man mumbled as he walked away.

A moment later another man sat next to her and Olivia prepared for another read. But when she looked over at this one, she stopped.

Never in her life had she seen such ocean blue eyes. Eyes she wouldn't mind staring into for the rest of her life. Eyes that were soft and sweet. Eyes that could make her drip. Eyes that held her gaze.

"Hi." He uttered. His voice was even better. A deep sexy baritone so rich, that it could ignite a fire within her in seconds. Olivia didn't know if she could complete a sentence, so she said one word.

"Hi."

The corner of his mouth turned a little at her reply. But he held her sight. Her chocolate brown doe eyes that he knew, if she asked, he would do anything. Then her voice. She had only said one word but it was everything. Her voice was so soft and warm. Inviting.

"I was going to ask if I could buy you a drink but I see you've already beat me to it." He smiled.

Olivia blushed and sipped her drink again to gather her thoughts.

"Well I'm almost done with this one if you still want to do that." She reached her hand out and he took it.

"I'm Olivia by the way." Fitz shook her hand and kept it.

"Fitzgerald. But you can call me Fitz." Their hands were still connected as they felt tiny electric currents flowing through them. Neither had felt anything like this before and it scared them. But yet, they weren't scared. It was as if their hands were just saying 'hello' and 'nice to meet you again.' The feeling became so intense, that Olivia pulled away first.

Fitz just smile and turned to the bartender to order their drinks.

"So. Should I ask?" He said.

"Ask what?"

"What a beautiful woman like you is doing here all by her lone some in a bar. On a Friday at that."

Olivia sigh. She really didn't want to answer because she thought it was stupid but something about him told her it was okay. That he wouldn't think it was.

"I was suppose to meet a friend here but she didn't show. Again. So here I am."

Fitz studied her while she talked. He couldn't help but admire her beauty. High cheek bones made from God himself. Of course her eyes. But her lips. Her pouty, plump, kissable lips. He wondered what they tasted like.

"Well I am truly sorry to hear that. But I works in my favor. So one I'll have to thank your friend." He smirked.

Olivia laughed a little.

"You know. Its only fair I ask the same in return. Why are you here?"

"What I should say is that I'm here with a couple buddies. But really? I came to wind down. Its been crazy these past couple weeks."

Intrigued, Olivia asked more.

"Work related?"

"Something like that."

It was now Olivia's turn to take him in. Aside from his eyes, was his beautiful curly hair. She could vision herself running her fingers through his hair all day every day and never grow tired. Not to mention his perfectly chiseled jaw line. Like someone crafted it them self.

"I'm sorry if I'm being nosey. Its a bad habit." She apologized.

Fitz shook his head and took a swing of his drink.

"No. Its alright. Its just typically when I tell most people my job, they get kind of freaked out." He answered.

"Well I'm not most people." They stared at one another for a minute before Fitz looked around the room for a empty table booth.

"Would you mind accompanying me to that back table over their?"

Olivia looked at him for a moment then nodded. She should have felt alarmed but she didn't.

They went over to the table booth and sat down. Olivia thought fitz would sit across from her but instead, he sat beside her, blocking her in on his side. They sat in silence for a moment and drank their drinks before Fitz spoke.

"What I do is complicated. It requires a level of ability most people do not have." He told Olivia while looking at her.

"And what is that?" She swallowed.

"I work for the United States government."

Olivia rises her eyebrow. "Please don't tell me your a spy because I will laugh in your face and not mean to."

Fitz chuckled. "No. But I am a SEAL." He stated seriously.

Olivia looked at him shocked and wide eyed. "As in sea, air and land SEAL?"

"Precisely." Olivia drank the rest of her drink.

"Now I under why people act a certain way towards you."

Fitz tiled his head a tiny bit. "Will you?"

"No." She said automatically. Fitz smiled at little and leaned into her personal space. He breathed her in and about lost his mind. Who is this women and what the fuck is she doing to me he thought. She smelled so...womanly. A light spray of vanilla with a hint of coconut in her hair.

Olivia did the same. His smelled was invading her nose so strongly. Musk and him were all she breathed. She thought about what it would feel like if his smell was all over her body. Just thinking about it made her ache below.

"What is it you do Liv?"

"Liv? Don't you think its a little to early for nicknames?" She flirted.

"No."

"I'm a psychologist. I have my own practice with the women that stood me up tonight."

"And once again, I'll have to thank her." Fitz said. He leaned in a little closer to her. "So I have a question. Since your a psychologist, can you help me with a serious problem?"

Olivia licked her lips and Fitz felt his pants tighten a little.

"I can try."

"There is this women I would like to take on a date tomorrow night but I'm afraid she'll say no because we only just met. But I know, no, feel that there's a connection between us. So two questions. Should I ask her?"

Olivia bit her lip which turned Fitz in even more.

"What's the second question?"

Fitz grabbed her hand and intertwined their fingers.

"Do you feel it too?" Olivia lowered her head to look at their hands. She felt it all right. It was like fireworks popping there. A warm loving feeling just dancing from his hand to her body.

"I do." She smiled at him.

"So can you help me with my problem?"

"That's not really how a psychologist operate but yes. I can help you."

Fitz released a breath he didn't realized him was holding. Olivia looked at him puzzled.

"What?" He asked.

"You are a SEAL and that made you nervous?" She giggled.

"A little bit. But I would never underestimate you. You may be little but you seem to pack a mighty punch and sass."

Just as she was about to respond, her phone rang. Abby. She looked at him apologetically and answered.

"What?" Olivia listened in detail as Abby explain why she didn't show. Apparently she had "car" trouble and then her phone died. At the office. With a charger. Olivia knew it was really because her 'friend' was in town and honestly, Olivia couldn't blame her. Not with the company that was looking at her very intently now.

"Abby. It's fine. Really. You take care of everything but know you owe me. Twice now. They finished and hung up. "Sorry about that."

Fitz took her hand again. Sparks.

"Its cool. What time is it?"

"Lets see. It is..." She started as she looked at her phone. "9:16. Do you have somewhere you need to be?" She ask hesitantly.

"Just with you." So they sat there for a few hours and talked about anything and everything under the bar lights. Olivia told him about her dream as a child to become a mermaid while Fitz told her of his days in college. Her laugh was everything to him he wanted to hear that sound every day and the same for Olivia. They were so wrapped up in each other that they didn't even notice the bar clearing out.

"Wow. Time really does fly when your having a good time." He said as the stood to walk to the door. While Fitz helped Olivia put on her coat, she tried ignoring the burning feeling he left as his finger tip traveled from her collar bone to her shoulder blades. Once he was done, he grabbed her hand and they walked out together.

"Did you drive here?" He questioned. Olivia nodded her head and pointed.

"Right there." They stopped at her car and looked at one another. Fitz trailed his finger down her cheek softly as he used his other hand to pull her against him gently. Olivia was going to touch him but then stopped.

"You don't have to do that. I'm not going to bite you. Unless you want me to." He said playfully.

She slowly traced his jaw line from side to side. Going under his ear to the hair at the nape of his neck. God his hair was soft. She could get lost in them.

"I know its to soon but I want you to know I really like you Olivia." Fitz whispered to her as he connected their foreheads. Olivia bit her lip again and fitz felt that tightness.

"I really like you too Fitz." They both remain quite for a moment to take each other in.

"Is it okay... I mean... Can I..." He paused to gather his words. "May i kiss you Olivia?"

Olivia thought her heart would bust with excitement.

"Ye-" he cut her off with his lips. They were so warm and soft just like she thought. So manly. So...him.

Fitz on the other hand was on fire. He already loved her lips. They set him on fire and he never wanted it to be put out. He knew he could spend the rest of his life kissing these lips if she let him.

She felt his tongue begging for entry and she obliged. But what she wasn't ready for was his taste. The way he tasted of alcohol and him. The way his tongue fought sweetly with hers. The way he cradled her head to him. The way he explored her mouth like a seven wonder. The sound he made when she raked her fingers through his hair she loves so much.

He slowly pulled away when air was needed for them both. They were breathing heavy but didn't care. That was the best kiss either one of them had ever had and they wanted more.

"I guess I should be going now." Olivia said.

"You should. It's getting rather late. But before you do, may I have you number? I'd like to pick you up for our date tomorrow night." He asked sweetly. Olivia blushed and told him to give her his phone. When he did, she entered he contact information and put a blushing emoji beside it. Fitz looked at it and smiled.

"Because I made you blush?"

Olivia shrugged her shoulders and unlocked her car and got in. Fitz leaned over when she rolled down the window.

"So I'll see you tomorrow then, SEAL?" she inquired.

Fitz gave he a quick but passionate kiss.

"You bet your sweet ass I will. Goodnight Livvie." And he walked away.

Olivia pulled off and was about to hit the street when her phone rang.

"What?" She answered.

"Just making sure it was the right number. Don't wanna have to come find you because then I'd have to punish you." Fitz said. Olivia smirked and rolled her eyes.

"Never that SEAL."

"Well see. Text me when you get home so I know your safe."

What the hell is man she thought.

"I promise." They hung up she drove home. She parked the car and went inside. As soon as she reached her bed, she texted Fitz.

O: I'm home. No punishing necessary. :)

His reply was instant.

F: Good. And you may like my punishment. ;)

O: You are shameless!

F: Only when it comes to you!

O: Yay me! Now go to bed.

F: Is that an order?

O: Yes. Bed. Now. Sleep.

F: Like I said. Sass. But yes ma'am! :)

O: :) :) Goodnight Fitz.

F: Goodnight Livvie. I'll be dreaming of you. ;)

O: Fitzgerald! Bed!

F: Full name!? Ouch!

O: ...Fitz. :)

F: Better. But really. Goodnight Livvie. I can't wait to see you tomorrow.

O: Me too. :)

F: Night beautiful. :)

And with that Olivia did he nightly routine then went to bed. With a smile on her face. Just like Fitz.