AN:You all asked for it for,so here it is
PS: I made an edit (3:40EST), so reread if you already have.
EPILOGUE
They woke up reluctantly early the next morning. Despite their lack of sleep,they still had brunch to attend with Sandra.
"Good morning," Fitz whispered, running his fingertips down her bare back. Olivia's skin—nothing could ever feel as soft under his fingertips.
"Good morning," Liv returned , moving to peck his lips. "I…I never thought this was how the night would end."
"Any regrets?" Fitz searched her eyes. In the wee hours of the morning, Fitz verbalized his love for her. He was hoping he hadn't scared her.
"None at all," She kissed him soundly as her fingers threaded through his curls. Reluctantly, she pulled back and rolled away from his naked form.
"Where do you think you're going?"Fitz reached out for her,but she was too quick and already on her feet.
"We have plans,but if you're up to it, you can help me get ready," her eyes averted to her bathroom.
"You're trying to kill me aren't you?" Fitz sighed loudly, weighing his options. "No,I can't," he mumbled, thinking of all he'd want to do to her,with her.
"Are you sure you don't want to join me in the shower?" Olivia pouted.
"We'll never get to brunch if I do," Fitz swallowed, his eyes trailing her naked form.
"But what if I need my back washed, Fitz?" she purred.
"Mm…I suppose that is one of my jobs," he mused. "And I do need to check the rest of you out. It had quite an adventure last night, wouldn't you agree?" Olivia gasped as he backed her against the wall.
"It was worth it, though," Olivia groaned as he palmed her breasts. "Fitz, we really can't get carried away."
"But we're in our honeymoon period."
"I think we need to actually get married before we're considered to be in that phase," Olivia chuckled, shaking her head at him. The words slipped through her lips with ease. They should have been frightening. However they'd spent the night discussing their future plans between sessions of love making.
"Well, we need to set a date quickly then," Fitz mused, kissing down her neck.
"I think you need to take me on a proper date," Olivia playfully crossed her arms.
"We can do that after brunch with my mom."
"I think we need to shower and get ready before anything else. Sandra has gone to a lot of trouble."
"Come on then," Fitz sighed, knowing Olivia was right. He pulled her into the bathroom. They could continue later. They had more celebrating to do first.
"Hello you two!" Cassandra, affectionately know as Sandra, greeted warmly as they walked into the room. The breakfast room had an incredible view of the city. It was a fine way to start any day.
"Hello, Mom," Fitz kissed her cheek.
"Hello Sandra. It's lovely seeing you again. Thank you for having us," Olivia smiled warmly.
Sandra embraced them both before she took her seat again. "I was gambling on if you'd even come over."
"Here we go," Fitz sighed as he and Olivia took their seats. Olivia pouring herself hot water for tea.
"Did he even let you sleep last night, Olivia?" Sandra teased. She had watched the two tango around one another for years. She would enjoy watching them squirm briefly.
"Mom!" Fitz grew wide eyed.
"Oh Fitzy,calm down...Congratulations. I couldn't be happier for the both of you. I can hardly believe it, watching you dance around each other right before my eyes. You suit each other well. I couldn't be more pleased."
"So Sandra, Fitz mentioned you've been on him for quite some time?" Olivia smirked before she sipped her tea.
"Yes, I have been," Sandra mimicked Olivia's expression.
"Mom, now isn't the time," Fitz began knowing the conversation was about to make an embarrassing shift.
"Olivia dear, if you could have heard him over the years. First there was Jake. Oh Fitz complained to the high heavens for ever introducing the two of you. He was too short, too pushy, and apparently a boring kisser."
"Fitz," Olivia gasped, as she recalled the conversation they'd had once she and Jake ended things. "I can't believe you told your mother that!"
"Well I had to tell someone," He shrugged as he returned to his crepes.
"Then there was the senator... What was his name? Edison Davis? He's doing well for himself now. I remember my son bellowing about how bland he was. An old man, Fitz called him. Which was funny considering he and Fitzgerald are only two years apart."
"Fitz you were one of the oldest people in our class," Olivia remarked.
"Hey I was working on my PhD and studying at Oxford, then serving country. I had a legitimate excuse for being older. My experiences brought a refreshing perspective to classes. I wasn't a dry, old man threatening to suck the life out of those around me."
"That is neither here nor there," Sandra paused briefly as she ate a piece of fruit. "Fitzgerald was beyond infuriated that he wanted you to be a glorified housewife and never appreciated your intellect."
"Livvie has a brilliant mind."
"Well of course she does dear. That's how she's been outsmarting you all these years," Sandra tapped her son's arm lightly. He turned to Olivia with a pout, and she pressed her lips against his quickly. While he looked irresistible, his mother left a looming presence that called for appropriateness.
"Thank you for the consideration of my mind,but I handled myself just fine," Olivia leaned into him.
"He knows that dear. He was just worrisome he would be pussyfooting around too long and miss he chance. Especially around the time you dated the congressman. What was his name? Congressman Shaw I believe," Sandra paused as Olivia gave her a hum of confirmation.
"He was the one you rarely complained about, so Fitz would come to me to rant about the tiniest flaws. The fact that the congressman didn't know your favor wine or brand of popcorn. Or the fact when you went skiing, he underestimated your skills. The funniest yet, his height," Cassandra let out f hearty laugh.
Fitz chose to take a large gulp of orange juice, pretending he wasn't under Olivia's graze.
"His height, Fitz?" Olivia questioned with astonishment. "He's 6'1."
"He seemed much shorter to me, " Fitz shrugged.
"See, dear," Sandra returned to the conversation. "My son has been captivated by you for years."
"Yet he never spoke a word of it," Olivia turned to face Fitz. She placed her hand on his thigh under the table, and he allowed his larger on to cover hers.
"You are the first woman knocked him off his axis," Sandra looked between the new couple. If she didn't know better, she would have thought their relationship had a romantic nature for years, not hours.
"I just needed to take my time to make her mine. Our friendship was, is, too important to me. "
"It's clear Olivia held a similar sentiment,since she never pursued a relationship with you either." Sandra commented as she watched the couple.
"I didn't want to risk losing him…. he's been a constant in my life for years." Olivia confessed,leaning into Fitz's side.
Sandra hummed and took a sip of her tea. "I must ask Liv, how did you feel when my son was dating? It certainly must not have been easy for you if you held similar feelings."
"I dealt with it," Olivia gave a straight forward answer, not wanting to reflect on how jealous she'd been.
"You're telling us you weren't jealous,Liv?" Fitz looked down at her.
"Jealous isn't the right word per se. However, I did miss having my work husband/ best friend at my disposal,"Olivia answered as she felt her cheeks begin to heat. Fitz took notice to the change in her body language and began to chuckle to himself.
"You don't seem like the type to share. I'm certain you left a certain possessiveness, no?" Sandra egged on. "I remember Janice, the art designer, she was rather needy."
"All I'll say is there's a reason I'm sitting at this table with you and those other women aren't. Especially the one Big Jerry set him up with. That was a disaster. I was glad to see her leave," Olivia added her final two cents ,and Sandra nodded. She shared the same sentiment. Millicent wasn't her cup of tea either.
"Millicent, she was a foul one; too needy and self righteous. I always got the feeling she was attracted to Jerry,but that is neither here or there," Sandra brushed off.
"Oh Livvie, you never had to worry about her. Remember,I told you she wanted me to choose between her and you. No woman could come before you. If they couldn't handle you in my life, then I wasn't the man for them. You never had to worry about not having me."
'If you two aren't a match made...Well I"m glad my son finally made a move. Now he can stop wallowing to me. You know how he gets when he's moody," Sandra commented. It was no secret that when Fitz wasn't in a pleasant mood most knew about it. "I swear I let him spend too much time with my mother as a child. "
"There is nothing wrong with expressing yourself. " Fitz gave a faux pout.
"Not at all," Olivia leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the side of his mouth.
" I will add, I'm pleased Fitzgerald took his time to wait for you,instead of marrying someone who wasn't suited for him. I certainly couldn't envision him growing old and raising a family with someone 're going to give me the most precious grandchildren. Your genes will mix well," Sandra stated nonchalantly as Fitz choked on his food, and Olivia stopped drinking mid sip. Both were taken aback by his mother's declaration.
"I haven't even taken Livvie on a proper date! You can't start planning for us to have children." Fitz said once he's taken a sip of water.
"Oh dear, the two of you have essentially been dating on and off under the ruse of friendship. Mark my words, you'll be married with two years, and I'll see my first smushy grandbaby from you two roughly five years into your marriage,because you'll want to enjoy married live first."
"Sandra, what makes you so sure about this? Fitz and I may decide a romantic relationship isn't for us." Olivia raised to question even though she couldn't imagine her life without Fitz in it.
"Liv, I've been right about everything else thus far. Considering that Fitzgerald looks like he'd go ring shopping and impregnate you today, if he was given the go ahead.I have no doubt in my prediction." Sandra simply smiled. " Plus, given all the bitching and moaning and wallowig Fitzgerald had done over the years, I consider an adorable grandbaby fair compensation."
"I think that was clear enough, Mom, but I'm glad you are happy for us," Fitz chuckled,finding truth in his mother's words.
"You're welcome,dear. And Olivia, I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable with the talk of babies," Sandra said sincerely.
"No, not at all. Just a bit unexpected," the younger woman spoke with a reassuring smile.
"if you don't mine me asking, what are your plans for the day?" Sandra asked.
"We have few things in mind," Olivia began as she felt Fitz's hand inch up her thigh, "but we haven't hammered anything out yet. We'll just play it by ear before I return Fitz to the family festivities."
"You mean before we return to the festivities. You always join us Livvie. You definitely aren't getting out it this year."
"Maybe if you remember you manners and knew how to behave at the table Olivia wouldn't be considering other options," Sandra winked and Fitz knew he'd be caught red handed.
"I know not what you speak of Mother." Fitz denied as he kissed Olivia's cheek.
"Well Sandra,"Olivia spoke shifting topics" This was a lovely brunch. Thank you."
"Liv, you and my son mean everything tome. This was the least I could do. I'm so happy for the two of you . I told him you wouldn't be able to refuse."Fitz looked over at Liv and she returned the favor, giving him a loving smile. He winked before they turned back to Sandra.
"I can't even explain how I feel," Fitz sighed as he pulled Olivia into his side.
"The love of a good strong woman is what every men needs, dear. You complement each other so and Olivia are going to have a long and happy life together. "
"Well, as far as my brunches go, that has been one I'll never forget ." Olivia said now that they were back in her penthouse. They'd spent some time in the park before returning to her place. They'd barely been able to keep their hands off each other.
"I'd apologize,but you know how Mom can be," He stated as he watched Olivia throw her sweater to the ground. Following her wordless hints,he discarded his sweater vest.
"That's why I adore her dearly. She speaks what's on her mind. Even her want of smushy grandbabies." Olivia said as she shimmied out of her pants and underwear.
"You know," Fitz smirked as he backed Olivia against the couch, "I wouldn't mind practicing the techniques of having giving her a few smushy grandbabies. Our genes will mix well together one day"
"You know, for a horny fucker, you can be incredibly sweet sometimes," Olivia giggled as his hand moved down to cup her perfect ass ,and he leaned her back onto the plush fixture.
"Horny fucker, you say? I see you're feeling naughty" He smoldered, moving so he was hovering above her. " You haven't seen anything yet,Livvie," He purred as his fingers toyed with her wetness.
"Oh ,Fitz…. Again?" Liv moaned, "What have I gotten myself into by agreeing to be in a relationship with you?" she teased.
"I'm going to give you everything, Livvie. If you want the stars, I'll get them for you. If you want to see stars, I'll make it happen," He curled his fingers.
"Enough with the sweetness, Fitz," Olivia smirked. "Just fuck me already."
"Well, if you insist, sweet baby," Fitz winked, pulling her legs wide apart. "I'd hate you to think I was going too soft." He emphasized the word soft, slowly pushing into her.
"Ugh…no, I don't think you'll ever be soft," Liv yearned, arching up so he could lavish her breast.
"No," Fitz chuckled in between her chest. "You seem to have a certain effect on me."
"Mm…" Olivia panted. "I think I can feel the effect right now."
"You better hold on, Livvie," Fitz whispered, pulling her legs up over my shoulders and slamming into her. Olivia answered with a groan and then they were lost in their own holiday mischief.
AN: I hope you all enjoyed. Have a wonderful VDay and stay warm(or cool)!
