Please disregard any mistakes. I was half asleep while proofreading most of this chapter. I hope you enjoy though lol!
Gabriella watched the brief interaction between her sister and ex-husband, and she didn't like what she saw to say the least. She didn't like how her sister was smiling at Fitz, while he spoke, obviously saying something funny. She didn't remember Fitz being that damn funny. She didn't like how comfortable they seemed to be with each other. She also didn't like the attention he was paying Olivia. She wanted to be the one who was receiving all of his attention.
All night she could not take her eyes off of Fitz and tried to gain his attention. While he was talking to her and Michael, she was very affectionate towards her husband. She had tried to make him jealous to coerce a reaction out of him to see if he still had feelings for her. She boasted about the happy life they shared together along with their two sons. Michael, of course loved the extra attention his wife was showing him, but he was no fool. He knew why she was being overly affectionate towards him. She wanted to make her ex jealous, plain and simple. He played along, instead of embarrassing his wife by making a scene. He decided he would call her out on her behavior later when they were in the privacy of their home.
He continued to play the role of a doting husband, which he did effortlessly since he was naturally a caring husband that loved his wife more than life itself. He listened to the other man congratulate them on their successful life before he excused himself to get a drink at the bar, where Olivia was sitting. They appeared to have made small talk for a little bit before Fitz left the restaurant to go somewhere.
"I'm going to go get a drink with Olivia." Gabriella told him as soon as Fitz left and Olivia was alone again.
Michael was kind of offended that she didn't offer him to go with her or even think to include him. "Okay, I'm going to go find your parents then I guess." He replied and walked off in the other direction.
"Hey Liv." Gabriella greeted as she walked up behind Olivia.
Olivia spun around in her chair to face her older sister, "Hey Gabby."
Gabriella took a seat in the empty chair next to her sister's. "So… what did you and my ex-husband talk about?" She inquired casually, but it wasn't lost on Olivia how she emphasized "my", a possessive pronoun.
Obviously, Gabriella was trying to stake her claim on what was hers, but Fitz was no longer hers to claim. He was now Olivia's and she was not going to let her sister try to assert ownership over Fitz like he was a piece of property. Plus, she had no right to do so since she was married to another man.
Olivia shrugged nonchalantly, "Nothing much. He asked me how I've been and I told him about how I've been doing and my business."
"Why did you take a picture of him?"
Why you wanna know? Olivia wanted to ask, but held her tongue and instead answered the question.
"He jokingly asked if his parents hired me to photograph this event. Playing along, I said yes and he asked me where my camera was so I held up my phone and snapped a quick picture of him."
Olivia had no idea how she was able to come up with that lie off the top her head as fast as she did, but she was proud of herself and internally patted herself on the back.
"Oh." Gabriella felt kind of foolish for interrogating her little sister, who she assumed had something going on with her ex for a minute, but after talking to her, she determined that the exchange between her and Fitz was innocent. "Do you know where he went?"
"Why?"
"I just wanted to know because I want to talk to him alone. I feel like there are still some unresolved feelings between us and I just want to get that closure so I could move on from him once and for all."
Her explanation did make sense, but Olivia didn't trust her when it came to Fitz. She saw how Gabriella looked at him and she could tell her sister was still carrying a torch for him
"No, I have no clue where he went. He just told me it was good seeing me again, wished me the best of luck with everything, and said he would be right back before he walked away."
Before Gabriella could question her further, Olivia's phone began to vibrate in her hand, indicating that she had an incoming call. Olivia checked the caller ID to see that it was Fitz a.k.a. PITA (as listed in her phone) was calling. She swiped right on the bar at the bottom of her screen to accept the call.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Hey it's me. I got the room. We're in room two-thirty-two."
"Huh?"
Olivia plugged her left index finger in her left ear to block out some of the noise around her in an attempt to hear him better. Truth was, she heard him perfectly, but she needed a believable reason to leave out of the restaurant.
"Hold on." She told him as she stood up to leave.
"Where are you going?" Gabriella inquired as she stood up along with her sister.
Olivia pulled the phone away from her ear and covered the receiver. "I have to step out for a bit. This is an important call that I need to take. I'll be right back." With that being said, Olivia put the phone back up to her ear, resuming her conversation as she exited out of the room. "Hello?"
"Yeah." Fitz said slowly, confused by what just happened.
"Hey, I'm back. Sorry about that, I'll explain when I see you. I'm headed up there now." Olivia quickly reassured him as she sped walked through the lobby, heading straight for the elevators.
"Okay, see you in a few."
He was still confused, but shrugged it off. She said she would explain her weird behavior when she arrived to their room, so there was no need for him to drive himself crazy worrying about it.
When Olivia left, Gabriella tried following her. Even though she dismissed the possibility of something going on between Olivia and Fitz, she still had her suspicions. However, she was unable to confirm her suspicions or at least investigate because her husband, who had the best or worst timing, stepped in front of her, preventing her from taking another step.
"Where are you going?" He questioned with furrowed brows.
"I was going to check on Liv. She left out of here so fast before I could ask if she was okay so I was going to go see if everything was alright with her."
"We have to go." Michael stated as he handed her jacket to her and helped her put it on.
"What? Why?" Gabriella asked, missing the urgency in his voice.
"I just got off the phone with my mom and she told me Caleb isn't feeling well. She said he has a fever and is throwing up so we need to leave now."
He left no room for refusal as he took her hand into his and escorted her out of the building after saying their "goodbyes".
Olivia knocked on the door and awaited an answer. Seconds later, the door swung open and on the other side stood a smiling Fitz. She stepped inside and greeted him with a peck on the lips. Fitz closed the door behind her and immediately pulled Olivia into a tight hug. He really missed her and she could feel it. If she were being completely honest, she missed him just as much as he missed her.
"What took you so long?" He asked, giving her a gentle squeeze.
"My sister interrogated me as soon as you left."
Fitz grabbed her hand and led her over to the bed. He sat on the edge of it and pulled her down onto his lap, so that she was sitting sideways on it. Her arms immediately encircled his neck and hung loosely around it.
"About what?" He asked, rubbing her back.
"You, me, us. She wanted to know what we were discussing and why I took a picture of you. I think she suspects something."
"What makes you think that? Did she say something that indicated she did?"
"I don't know just the way she kept questioning me about you. I kind of got this weird vibe from her. Maybe I'm just being paranoid."
Fitz frowned, "I'm sorry. I thought we were being discreet."
Olivia shrugged, "Don't worry about it. I honestly think she was just jealous that you were talking to me."
Fitz's face wrinkled in confusion, "Why would she be jealous?"
"You haven't noticed her staring at you all night?"
He shook his head. "How could I notice her looking at me when I couldn't keep my eyes off of you? You look incredible by the way."
She was wearing a black dress that stopped just above her knees with a brown braided belt wrapped around her middle, a tan knitted cardigan, black tights, and brown leather ankle boots. She had her hair pulled back in a sleek low ponytail completed with a side swept bang. Between what she was wearing and how her hair was styled, made her look a bit younger than her actual age.
Olivia snorted with laughter. "Thank you for the compliment but you couldn't even find me for most of the night so tell me how you couldn't keep your eyes off of me."
"I resent that." Olivia quirked a brow with an amusing grin on her face. "Okay fine, you have a point but it didn't hurt to try."
"You're silly." Olivia laughed.
Fitz smiled at her. "You make me silly." He leaned in and kissed her nose.
"And you make me happy." She admitted softly.
Fitz buried his face in the crook of her neck and inhaled, loving how her vanilla scent filled his nostrils. He wrapped his arms around her. "God, I've missed you so much."
Olivia stroked the hair on the nape of his neck, "I've missed you too." She kissed the crown of his head.
"What's on your mind?" Michael asked his wife, who appeared to be in deep thought as she stared out the window.
They were in the car, on their way home to take care of their sick son.
"Hm nothing." Gabriella replied unconvincingly as she continued to stare out the window.
"Gabbs, I can clearly see the gears in your head turning so tell me what's going on in that pretty head of yours."
Without taking his eyes off of the road, Michael cupped her left cheek with his right hand. Gabriella leaned into his touch and kissed the palm of his hand.
"I was just thinking about the party. It was nice of Julianna and Jerry to throw a welcome back party for their son."
She made sure to choose her wording wisely. She didn't want to say Fitz's name when talking to her husband. It just seemed awkward to do.
"Yeah he looked genuinely surprised by the whole thing." Gabriella nodded her head in agreement, but didn't say anything. Michael decided now was the right time to take advantage of the turn in conversation and confront Gabriella about the way she acted earlier when she was in the presence of her ex. "He especially looked surprised to see you."
His words caught her attention enough for her to turn and look at him. He noticed how she went from sitting slack to upright in the matter of seconds.
"Well it was a surprise party after all. He obviously didn't expect it and he obviously didn't expect his ex-wife and her family to be there." Gabriella stated a bit defensively.
Michael picked up on the slight attitude in her voice.
"What's your excuse?" He blurted out before he could catch himself.
In all honesty though, he didn't care. He didn't want to beat around the bush. He wasn't going to play her games, tried to be made of fool of, and pretend like nothing happened. He wasn't Fitz and he sure as hell wasn't going to put up with half the crap Fitz put up with when it came to Gabriella.
"Excuse me?" She asked incredulously, not believing what her husband just asked her.
"You heard me." He told her flatly.
"What do you mean what's my excuse? What are you accusing me of Michael?"
Michael scoffed and rolled his eyes, "Accusing you would be me making an accusation about a suspicion I have. It wouldn't be an accusation if I saw it with my own two eyes which I did so I'm going to ask you again… What's your excuse as to why you could not stop gawking at your ex-husband? It's not like you were surprised by his appearance at his own party. You knew he was going to obviously be there so why couldn't you stop ogling the man?"
Gabriella sighed and sat back in her seat, staring straight ahead with her arms folded over her chest. Michael briefly looked over at her sulking form before once again shaking his head and turning back to watch the road. After several soundless minutes passed, Gabriella finally responded in a soft voice.
"I knew he was going to be there. I knew I was going to see him after all these years and I tried to mentally prepare myself but I wasn't as prepared as thought I was because as soon as he walked into the restaurant I couldn't stop staring at him. It wasn't because I still felt something for him; it was because I just couldn't believe he was there in the flesh. I never thought I would see him again and I guess I was just in shock."
She finished her explanation by wiping away and sniffing back her artificial tears. She knew her husband was a sucker for tears and always used that to her advantage when she was in trouble with him, wanted sympathy from him, or just simply wanted to get her way. Unlike any other time, this time it didn't work because he still pressed on about the matter. However, it did soften him up some.
"Do you honestly want me to believe that you couldn't stop gaping at your ex because you were shocked to see him?" Michael thought that sounded ridiculous.
Gabriella already knew what he was thinking and voiced his thoughts, "I know that sounds stupid but I don't know how else to explain it. Yes, I was just in shock to see him and for that reason I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I felt like if I did then looked back at him, he would be gone, I would wake up, and realize this was all some weird dream."
Michael again briefly took his eyes off the road to look into his wife's. He needed to see if she was telling the truth or not. Her words and voice sounded convincing, but he would know the truth once he looked into her eyes. Usually he had no problem reading her, this time that wasn't the case. He was having a hard time gauging her reaction and didn't know what to make of that. Her facial features were begging him to believe her, but her posture was too stiff. Overall she seemed tense, which was understandable given the circumstances, but something was still off about her. Maybe he was just overreacting and reading too much into things. Against his better judgement, he ignored the uneasy feeling in his gut and chose to drop it. Her ex-husband was not worth getting all worked over. He hadn't been a problem in their relationship before and he wasn't going to start being one now that he was back. Once again, he wasn't Fitzgerald Grant III, there was no way he was going to let another man come between him and his wife and not fight him for the woman he loved.
"Fitz, stop!" Olivia squealed with laughter as Fitz continued to tickle her sides.
They were now lying down side by side on the bed. She had a tight grip on his wrists, but didn't have enough strength to push them away from her body.
"What's the magic word?" Fitz asked through his own laughter.
"P-pl-please." She panted breathlessly, struggling to catch her breath.
Fitz, deciding to have pity on her, relented and allowed her to catch her breath. When she was rejuvenated, she grabbed a pillow and proceeded to beat him with it. Fitz used his hands to block the blows. He let her get a few hits in before he snatched the pillow from her grip and tossed it somewhere off the bed. He then grabbed her flailing arms and pinned them above her head. He moved on top of her, settling in between her legs. She wrapped her legs around his waist only to literally kick his butt with the heels of her boots.
"Ow, Livvie stop heeling me."
"Then get off of me." Olivia back talked.
"Why? You're so comfortable." Fitz whined like a little boy.
"And you're heavy."
Fitz gasped with faux offense, "Livvie, are you insinuating that I'm overweight?"
"Yes." She didn't hesitate to respond with a smirk.
"You're mean." He pouted, but moved off of her only for her to climb on top of him.
He tried to move her off of him. "No get off me. I'm mad at you."
"Aww, poor Fitzy."
Olivia leaned forward and pinched his cheeks. She laughed when Fitz swatted her hands away.
"You're so sensitive." She stated.
"You better stop making fun of me or else." Fitz warned.
"Or else what?" Olivia challenged with a cocky grin as she sat back up on her knees and folded her arms over her chest.
Instead of responding, with an evil smirk Fitz flipped them back over, so that he was on top of her again.
"Fitz, get off of me!" Olivia demanded as she tried to push his much larger body off of her much smaller one.
"No, apologize."
Olivia stopped her actions and looked him square in the eyes, "No." She replied stubbornly.
Fitz shrugged, "Suit yourself."
"I hate you."
Now it was Olivia's turn to pout. Fitz leaned down and gently pressed his lips against hers. It started off simple and slow, but quickly became heated when Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. She could feel his erection against her thigh as it strained through his pants. His tongue glided along her lips, seeking entrance. Olivia parted her lips and allowed his tongue entry into her mouth. Fitz grabbed the bend of knee and brought it over his hip as he ground his erection into her center, desperately needing to relieve some of the ache in his manhood, while he equally pleasured his lady. One of his hands slipping underneath her dress was enough to bring Olivia back to her senses and make her remember where they were and where they should be.
"Wait Fitz, stop." She commanded and pushed on his chest.
Fitz stopped all of his movements and frantically asked, "What's wrong? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
He tried to move off of her, but she locked her legs around his waist, preventing him from moving, and grabbed both sides of his face, so he was looking at her.
"Relax babe, nothing's wrong." She could see his facial features relax as he let out a sigh of relief.
"Then why'd you tell me to stop?"
"Did you forget about the welcome back party your parents are having for you downstairs? We need to get back before people notice we're both missing and start to get suspicious. Plus, everyone must be wondering where you went. You've been gone for like a half hour."
"Liv, if anyone was looking for me they would call me."
As soon as those words left his mouth, his cell phone started ringing. He reached into his left back pocket and pulled out his phone. Looking at the caller ID, he sighed and swiped right on the bar at the bottom of the screen.
Olivia listened to his side of the conversation.
"Yes mom… I had to step out for a moment… I know… I'm sorry… Yeah everything's fine… Alright, I'll be there in a minute… Love you too."
He disconnected the call and slid his phone back into his pocket and returned his attention back to Olivia. "We should be getting back to the party."
Olivia sucked her teeth and playfully rolled her eyes, "As if I didn't just say that." She said sarcastically.
Fitz smiled, but remained silent as he stared at her. He was in awe of the gorgeous woman pinned underneath his body.
"Why didn't I wait for you?" He inquired softly.
Olivia furrowed her brows to express that she was confused by his question. "Fitz?"
"What kind of coward was I to marry her and not wait for you to be of age?"
That question had been lingering in his head ever since Olivia agreed to give them a chance. What he felt for her was unlike something he'd ever felt before. All he knew was that he was quickly falling for her.
"Ah, look who decided to finally join the party." Leo joked as he walked up to Fitz, who was sitting at a table, eating food off of the plate his mother had fixed for him.
He and Olivia agreed he would go first and she would wait ten minutes before returning to the party.
Fitz smirked, "I had some business I needed to attend to."
Just as he finished his sentence, Olivia walked in and caught his eye. A now sitting down Leo, followed his line of vision.
"I'm sure you did."
Fitz snapped his head back in Leo's direction. "No, not like that. Nothing happened. I just wanted to spend a little alone time with her. You know I haven't seen her all week and I've been missing her like crazy."
Leo rolled his eyes, "Yeah don't remind me."
All week Olivia was the only topic Fitz wanted to discuss. Olivia this, Olivia that. He nearly drove Leo insane.
"Man, you got it bad." He stated, watching Fitz, who was barely paying attention to him, struggle to resist looking at Olivia. He was trying so hard not to make it obvious, which made the whole situation even funnier to Leo."
"Fitz!" His loud voice startled Fitz out of his trance.
"What?!" Fitz slightly jumped.
"Are you even listening to me?" He already knew the answer to the question, but wanted to hear what his friend had to say for himself.
"Yes." He lied.
"Uh huh sure, liar."
"Okay fine, you got me, I wasn't really listening. But how could I when Olivia is looking so stunning over there?"
He watched as she walked over to her parents and began talking to them. She held up her phone, so he figured she was most likely explaining where she had disappeared to.
"Wasn't it awkward to be in the same room as your ex-wife, her husband, her sister who you're currently dating, and her parents?"
Fitz shrugged his shoulders, "At first it was. I mean it was as if I was looking at a bunch of ghosts. I didn't expect Olivia to be here and I definitely didn't expect her sister, parents, and brother-in-law to be here."
"I almost died from laughing so hard when you were talking to Gabriella and her husband." Leo began laughing from the memory.
Fitz laughed along with him, "Yeah, it was pretty awkward especially since she was all over the guy. I was thinking to myself, damn I got it, you two are happily in love and married."
"Is Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the Third jealous?" Leo quipped, earning him a glare from Fitz.
"No I'm not jealous. I'm happy that she's happy with that guy and they have a happy family."
"And you?"
"I'm happily dating her younger sister." Fitz said with his patented crooked grin.
"You're going to hell." Leo laughed. Fitz opened his mouth to retort with a comeback when Leo cut him off. "Incoming."
He turned his head to see who Leo was talking about. To his surprise, Olivia was approaching him with her parents following behind her. He stood up to greet them.
"Hey Fitz, we just came over to say goodnight."
Fitz's face slightly fell, but he tried not to make his disappointment evident. "Aw, you guys are leaving so soon?"
Olivia nodded and Maya said, "Yeah, we wish we could stay longer but Gabriella just called and said she's at the hospital. My youngest grandson is sick."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I hope the little guy feels better."
"Thanks. Anyway Fitz it was wonderful to see you again after all these years and I'm glad you're back."
"Thank you."
Fitz hugged Maya and shook Eli's hand before they headed over to where his parents were to thank them for inviting them and explain why they were leaving so early.
"I'll call you when I get home." Olivia whispered in Fitz's ear as they hugged.
"Please do." He whispered back.
They pulled back from the hug due to a certain someone clearing their throat, breaking up their little moment. Fitz turned to Leo and rolled his eyes.
"Liv, this is my best friend Leo. Leo, this is-"
"Olivia, I know." He finished for Fitz. He stretched his hand out to her and she took it. "It's nice to finally meet you. Fitz has been talking about you nonstop."
"I hope he's been saying good things."
Olivia knew that Leo knew about her and Fitz because Fitz told her. To his surprise, she was fine with Leo knowing about them since her best friend also knew about them. It was only fair. She had someone to talk to about their relationship and so did he.
Leo smiled at her, "Of course."
Olivia looked over at her parents, who were signaling for her to hurry up. She nodded and turned her attention back to Fitz and Leo.
"Well fellas I have to get going before my parents have a cow." This time she stuck her hand out for Leo to shake, which he did. "It was nice to meet you Leo. I hope to see you again soon." She then turned to face Fitz. "I'll see you later?" She asked, looking up at him.
Fitz nodded, "You will definitely see me later." He confirmed with a boyish grin.
"See ya later then." She said with a smirk and gave him another hug, which he gladly accepted.
"See ya later." He whispered in her ear before breaking their embrace.
He had to fight the urge to watch her walk away. Leo could see the struggle was real for him and laughed, shaking his head.
"Damn, you got it bad." He stated as Fitz sat back down.
"I do not." Fitz protested in a voice higher than his usual one.
"Uh huh, sure. You totally do. Your head is so far up her ass, you can see out of her mouth." Leo quipped, earning him a shove from his friend.
"Shut up, like you're not the same way with Jules." Fitz countered, referring to Leo's wife Julia. He looked around as a realization hit him. "Hey, where is Jules anyway?"
"She decided to stay home to take care of Kyle. He's feeling under the weather too."
"Aw I hope my little man feels better. It must be that time of year again."
"Yeah, I hate this time of year. Before we put him in preschool, he was fine. Never got sick, was as healthy as a horse. The minute we put him in there, he comes home coughing and sneezing, nearly hacking up a damn lung. You know a kid bit him so hard yesterday, the little shit broke skin. I was pissed."
"I bet."
Leo sighed and decided to change the subject before he got worked up over the situation all over again. "Can I ask you for a favor?"
Without hesitation Fitz answered, "Sure, anything."
"Can you watch Kyle this weekend? I want to take Jules on a romantic getaway for the weekend. God knows we really need one and neither of our parents are available watch him. My parents are still going to be in Florida and Jules' dad just had surgery so he won't be able to take care of Kyle." Leo explained.
"I would love to hang out with my Godson all weekend. I have to get the spare room in my apartment set up but yeah, he can definitely stay with me."
"I'm sure he's going to be excited to hang out with his Uncle 'Fix' for the entire weekend. Thank you so much Fitz. I owe you one man." Leo said, patting him on the shoulder.
Fitz waved him off, "Don't worry about it. I'm more than happy to spend the weekend with my favorite little person."
"You're the best."
"And don't you forget it."
By the time the clock struck midnight, Fitz was just arriving at Olivia's apartment. The party was supposed to end at midnight, but all of the partygoers left before then. Fitz watched with excitement as the number of attendees started to decrease. Ever since Olivia texted him her address, all he wanted to do was hop in his car and make his way over to her place, which he did as soon as the last guest bade he and his parents a goodnight.
Now, he was standing outside of her apartment door, waiting for her to answer, having just knocked on the door. He heard her call out that she was coming. A few seconds later, the door opened revealing Olivia, who was wearing a gray Adidas long sleeved crop top hoodie (that showed off her taut abs) along with the matching sweatpants. As soon as Fitz saw what she was clad in, his breathing became labored. It felt as if he just got some wind knocked out of him. That was how strong her beauty was to him.
Fitz took a step into her apartment, making her take a step back to give him room. She closed the door behind him as he took in her humble abode. Her apartment was vibrant with all kinds of bright colors. It had a cozy feeling to it and was small, much smaller than his. He had a two bedroom apartment and she only had one. His had an island and dining area, she only had a tiny round table in the kitchen area. His living room area was more spacious than hers.
"Wow, your place is exactly how imagined it. I like it. It's very…" He paused to find the right word to describe her apartment. "…you." He stated, looking down at her.
She smiled up at him. "Hi."
He returned her smile, "Hi."
Olivia took a step forward and draped her arms around his neck. Fitz's hands immediately snaked behind her back and palmed her ass. He never really considered himself to be an ass man before, but now he couldn't keep his hands off of hers.
"You look so fucking hot right now Livvie." He admitted, eyeing her lovely ensemble. His voice was deep with desire.
"Mr. Grant, are you saying that I don't look hot all the time?" She asked in a flirtatious tone.
Fitz smirked at her insinuation, "No, I'm saying that you look hot all the time but right now you looking fucking hot."
"Oh yeah, hot enough to have your way with me?" She bit her bottom lip, knowing exactly what that did to him.
Fitz groaned. He knew Olivia knew what that did to him. The little devilish smirk on her face told him so.
"Definitely hot enough to have my way with you."
Olivia pulled away from him and started down the hall. He was mesmerized by the sway of her hips and how fantastic her ass looked in those sweatpants she had on. Halfway down the hall, she looked over her shoulder and beckoned with her index finger for him to follow her. He pulled his shirt over his head as he did.
Olivia fell next to Fitz on the bed, panting heavily. She was soaked in sweat and both of their bodily fluids. She had just experienced the best orgasm she'd ever had and she was feeling great, exhausted, but still great. She had no idea what got into her, but as soon as Fitz walked into her bedroom, she unleashed the beast on him. Fitz loved her aggressive side. He thought it was a major turn on that she wanted to be in control and took it back instantly the few times he tried to be assertive. He was usually hesitant when it came to women being dominate in the bedroom because all of the ones he'd been with in the past had no clue what they were doing when they attempted it. Olivia was not like them. She knew exactly what she was doing and made them both climax harder than they had ever before.
"I'm convinced you're trying to kill me." Fitz said, breaking the silence.
Olivia laughed and turned to face him. She leaned up on an elbow and rested her head in her hand.
"What makes you say that?" She asked, already knowing the answer, but wanting to hear him say it out loud.
Fitz, who was lying on his back, turned his head to give her an incredulous look, "Oh you know exactly why I said that."
"No I don't. Tell me." Olivia demanded with a coy grin.
"Olivia… for starters you made me cry, like you literally brought tears to my eyes while you were sucking my dick. Then you made me scream like a little bitch several times while you rode me. You basically stripped me of my manhood. Without his manhood, there is no reason for a man to live."
Olivia rolled her eyes at his dramatics, but couldn't help the smile that graced her lips.
"What got into you?"
What got into her? She had been trying to figure that out since she came down from her euphoric high. A part of her really missed him and the other part wanted to stake her claim on him. As much as she didn't want to admit it, her sister's words earlier did kind of bother her. She didn't like that Gabriella seemed to still have feelings for Fitz. Olivia knew she had nothing to worry about since Fitz expressed adamantly that he was and had been over Gabriella a long time ago. They were over and there was no chance in hell they would ever get back together.
Olivia still had her doubts though. She felt a hint of insecurity and uncertainty as questions started to flood her brain. What if Fitz was lying about how he actually felt about Gabriella? What if he did still have feelings for her? What if Gabriella made him realize that? What if he and Gabriella rekindled their relationship? All of those questions and several more had her mind working in overdrive to the point where they caused her to space out and prohibited her from hearing Fitz calling her name. It wasn't until he waved his hand in front of her face, she finally snapped out of it.
"Hey, Liv?"
"Huh?"
"Where'd you go?"
"I was just thinking about how much I missed you." She sort of lied.
She did miss him, but that wasn't the reason why she was in such deep thought and he had a feeling that wasn't the reason either. He stared at her in suspicion, but decided to let it go. He wasn't going to force her to share what was on her mind. She would open up to him about it if and when she wanted to. It was totally up to her.
"I missed you too." He admitted, unashamed of doing so.
Before Olivia could respond, the sound of Fitz's stomach growling echoed throughout the room, making the both of them laugh.
"Sounds like you also missed a meal."
Fitz's face and ears burned up in slight embarrassment. "The last time I ate was a few hours ago. I'm famished and the extreme workout we just had only made me hungrier." Just as he finished speaking, his stomach growled again.
"Let's go get something to eat then." Olivia suggested and got out of bed.
She too had worked up an appetite after screwing her lover into oblivion.
She grabbed a few wipes to clean in between her legs before slipping on a pair of clean panties and throwing on Fitz's shirt. Fitz slid on his boxers and followed Olivia into the kitchen. He took a seat at the small table and watched Olivia with amusement as she sifted through her freezer, looking for something to make them. She was standing on her tip toes because she was too short to see all the way in the back of the freezer.
"What are you in the mood for?" She called over her shoulder to him.
"Besides you? Hmm…" He tapped his lips with his finger, contemplating what he wanted to eat. "What do you have in there?"
"A bunch of stuff." Olivia answered.
"That helps." Fitz muttered underneath his breath.
He stood up from his chair and walked over to where she stood in front of the refrigerator. His hands immediately rested on her hips and he kissed the top of her head. He easily looked over her head into the icebox stocked with different kinds of frozen foods in it. A box of Eggos buttermilk waffles caught Fitz's eye and he knew what he wanted to eat. He grabbed the box.
"How about some waffles?" He asked Olivia.
Olivia pondered his offer for a minute before deciding that she too wanted waffles. "Waffles it is."
"Okay. Do you put these in the toaster or microwave?"
Fitz wasn't the type to usually eat processed foods, such as microwave meals, etc. He knew how to cook, thanks to his parents, and liked to make his meals if he wasn't eating or ordering out. School was the only other place he ate food that needed to be heated up.
"Actually both. First I put them in the toaster and then the microwave for a minute that way they come out fluffy. How many do you want?"
"Four." Fitz replied.
Olivia looked at him with raised eyebrows. To her four waffles were a lot. Fitz just shrugged. She pulled out two waffles from the box and slipped them into the toaster. Since her toaster only allowed her to toast two at a time, she had to wait until the first two were done before she could toast the other two.
"Would you like some eggs?" Fitz asked her as he opened her refrigerator and pulled out a carton of eggs.
"Sure."
"How many do you want and how do you like them?"
"Two and scrambled please."
Fitz nodded and proceeded to make them both scrambled eggs. While, he did that, Olivia made their waffles and plated them. They ended up making bacon and toast to go along with their meal. Olivia sat on Fitz's lap as they alternated between feeding each other and themselves. Once they were finished, Fitz helped Olivia rinse off their dirty dishes and put them into the dish washer.
"Ah, that hit the spot." Fitz sighed in satisfaction, patting his bare full belly and let out a loud belch. "Excuse me."
"Ew Fitz." Olivia said with her face scrunched in disgust.
"Hey, I excused myself."
"That doesn't make it less gross." She stated matter-of-factly.
Fitz quirked a brow as his lips slightly curled upward, "Babe it was just a burp. You mean to tell me you don't burp and have never before?"
"I do but yours just sounded so nasty. Why'd it have to be so powerful?"
"Because I excel at everything I do including burping. If I'm going to burp, I'm going to burp. It's not going to be mediocre; it's going to be loud and strong."
"Have an ego much?" Olivia asked sarcastically.
"Yes, a very big one." Fitz responded with a cocky grin, dropping his voice an octave.
Olivia blushed, revealing to Fitz that she understood his double innuendo.
"Well then maybe you should come over here and let me stroke it some more for you." She suggested boldly, surprising Fitz.
What has gotten into her? He thought to himself. He learned that Olivia wasn't much of a dirty talker, so the fact she was tonight really shocked him, in a good way though. He walked over to her until he was standing directly in front of her. Usually he would reach out and touch her if she was within arm's reach; however, his arms remained at his side as he waited for her to make the next move.
"Take off your boxers." She commanded.
Fitz hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down. He let them fall around his ankles and stepped out of them.
"What next?" He asked in a husky voice.
"I said I would stroke your ego, didn't I?"
Fitz could only nod as she fisted him in her hand. She slowly began to stroke him. All he could do was close his eyes and enjoy the pleasure she was bestowing upon him. He bucked in her hand, trying to desperately reach his climax. However, he didn't want to cum like that, so he mustered up enough strength to put a halt to Olivia's ministrations.
He grabbed both sides of her face and crashed his lips onto hers. Olivia held onto his sides as he walked her backwards until her butt made contact with her kitchen table. Fitz leaned over her as they continued to make out. He briefly disconnected their lips to remove his shirt from her body. He threw it somewhere over his shoulder once it was off of her. He then slipped her panties down and off of her legs before they met the same fate as his shirt.
Grabbing her hips, Fitz slid her onto the table and she scooted to the edge of it. He brought his lips back down to hers and aligned himself at her entrance. He entered her the same time his tongue entered her mouth. Olivia let out a yelp as he filled her completely. Her arms were wrapped tightly around his neck, holding on for dear life as he hammered into her. She could feel the table beneath them shaking and hear it creaking, knowing damn well it wasn't sturdy enough for what they were doing, but she didn't care at that point. Fitz grunted when Olivia wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer.
"Mmm babe, I'm so close. Don't stop." Olivia moaned into his ear.
She could feel it coming and could barely wait for it to come, so imagine how upset she was when he pulled out of her. Before she could protest, Fitz lifted her with no problem and turned her around. He bent her over the top of the table and pushed back into her. He grabbed a hold onto her hips and moved her at a pace he knew they would both receive equal amount of pleasure. Olivia knew she was going to have bruises on her hips due to the vice grip his hands had on them.
"Fuck!" Olivia yelled as Fitz continued to thrust in and out of her.
"Shit Livvie, you're so wet. Are you wet for me baby?" He asked through gritted teeth.
"Yes, I'm only wet for you." Olivia whimpered.
"Yeah? Whose pussy is this?"
"It's yours, all yours."
Fitz reached around her body and began rubbing her clit with his left middle and ring fingers. The feeling was too much for Olivia. She grabbed his wrist to try to still his movements, but he was too strong.
"Fit… Fitz st-stop. It's to-too much." Olivia stuttered breathlessly.
"Take it." He growled, adding more pressure to her sensitive bud.
Olivia could feel her orgasm building up again and begged Fitz not to stop again, but like last time, he did the exact opposite. Olivia let out a loud sigh, not bothering to hide her frustration.
"Fitz." She whined as she looked over her shoulder at him.
He didn't say anything. He just smiled at her before dropping to his knees. He used both hands to spread her lower lips, revealing her pretty pink pussy. He gently blew on her opening and slithered his tongue slowly to her clit. Olivia shivered in response to the overwhelming sensation. Fitz's nose down to his chin was saturated in her juices as his face rubbed against her peeled back folds, while his tongue continued to assault her love button. Eventually his fingers had to replace his tongue because his tongue was tasked with stroking her insides. Olivia's legs began to tremble as she neared her release. This time Fitz didn't stop when she commanded him not to. He kept eating her out until her legs gave out and she came all over his lap.
Fitz rubbed her back as she recovered. He gave her as much time as she needed, but when he felt his manhood start to soften. He stood and held out his hands to help Olivia up. He easily lifted her into his arms and slid her onto his dick. He gripped her ass and used it as leverage as he bounced her up and down his member. Again, Olivia had her arms wrapped around his neck to help him maneuver her better and easier. Fitz adjusted them, so that her legs were dangling in the bend of his elbows. This position exposed her completely to him and allowed him to venture deeper into her warm slick walls. He relentlessly hit her g-spot, numbing her legs. A familiar tingle starting forming in her insides and a few strokes later, she was violently shaking in his arms as she surrendered to her orgasm. Fitz continued to move her on him while she enjoyed the aftershocks of her orgasm. It didn't take him long to finally reach his release. He groaned as he nutted inside of her.
When Fitz tried to set Olivia back onto her feet, she clutched her arms tighter around his neck and legs around his waist, letting him know that she didn't want to be put down. Fitz laughed at her antics.
"Livvie, I have to put you down." He said followed by a chuckle.
"No." Olivia disagreed and rested her forehead on his shoulder. "Take me to my room."
Fitz shook his head, but gave into her command.
"You're so spoiled." He stated, cautiously walking her back to her bedroom.
"And you love spoiling me." Olivia rebutted.
Fitz opened his mouth to deny her statement, but even he couldn't argue with her.
"That is… very true. You're right, I do love spoiling you."
Olivia lifted her head and smiled at him, "I know."
Now inside of her room, Fitz rolled his eyes and dropped her onto her bed. She laughed when her back made contact with the softness of her bed. Olivia got on her knees and slowly crawled up her bed, giving Fitz a little show. It took every fiber in his body not to pounce on her. Instead, he walked over to what had become his side of the bed and climbed underneath the covers with her. Olivia immediately snuggled into his right side with her head resting on his chest, her arm thrown over his torso, and leg entangled in between his. Fitz lightly caressed her arm with the tips of his fingers.
His movements started to slow until they came to a complete stop. He was just about ready to submit to the power of sleep when Olivia gently called his name.
"Fitz?"
"Hm?" He hummed, barely holding onto whatever consciousness he had left.
She had been watching him the entire time they had been lying down in her bed. Like him, she felt content with simply being in his arms. In fact, nothing felt more right than being held in his strong arms. Being with him made her happy. He made her happy and she wanted to let him know just how much he meant to her. However, she didn't know how to convert her emotions into words, so she stuck to the simpler option.
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight Livvie." Fitz replied before he finally let his body rest after having such an interesting day.
"So what are your plans for today?" Olivia asked Fitz.
It was now later in the morning and the two of them were still snuggled up together in bed.
"I was hoping I could spend the day with you." Fitz told her honestly.
She beamed up at him, "I would like that."
"Me too."
"What do you want to do today?"
"I actually want to show you something." Fitz admitted, sitting up in bed, causing Olivia to do the same.
"What?" She asked Fitz while he was putting his boxers back on.
"It's a surprise."
Olivia frowned, "I hate surprises."
"I think you're going to like this one." He stated confidently as he pulled up his pants and buttoned them.
"Fine." She conceded with a pout on her face and arms crossed.
Fitz leaned over the side of the bed and pecked her lips. "I have to go to my place to take a quick shower and change my clothes. I'll come back here when I'm done to pick you up, okay?"
"Okay." Olivia nodded in agreement.
"Okay, bye baby."
He gives her another peck on the lips.
"Bye babe."
It took Fitz over an hour to drive to his apartment, go through his usual morning routine, get dressed, pick up bagels that he ordered from Olivia's favorite bagel shop, and make it back to Olivia's apartment. He called her when he pulled up to her building to inform her he was downstairs waiting. When she walked out the doors of her building, she immediately spotted him leaning against his car.
She was in love with his car. It was customized with a complete matte pearl white vinyl wrap, glass black roof and accents, tinted windows, smoked lights, painted red brake calipers, and color matched 22" Vossen CVT wheels. The interior of the car was all black. Olivia didn't know much about cars, but she did know what a sexy one looked like when she saw it.
"You look nice." Olivia complimented him as he opened the passenger side door for her.
He was wearing a white sweater with black stripes on it overtop a plain white undershirt, slim fit Khaki joggers, and white Vans Era core classic lace up shoes. A grant chronograph black leather Fossil watch adorned his left wrist.
"Thank you, so do you." Fitz returned the compliment with a smile.
Olivia was dressed in an olive green off the shoulder knitted sweater with a white spaghetti strap tank underneath; light wash skinny jeans, and brown fringe tassel lace up ankle moccasin boots. There was a long gold necklace hanging around her neck with a small owl pendant attached to it. Her hair was twisted into two French braids.
He assisted her into his vehicle and shut the door once she was safely inside of it.
"I didn't know what to wear since you refuse to tell me where you're taking me." Olivia said when he slid into the driver's seat.
Fitz reached over the center console and grabbed her hand, bringing it to his pursed lips to kiss it.
"Livvie, I promise what you have on is perfect." He assured her.
Olivia took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay, I trust you."
That put a huge smile on Fitz's face. He briefly let go of her hand to buckle his seatbelt and put his car in drive before reaching over to hold her hand again with their fingers intertwined. On the way to wherever Fitz was taking her, they ate and made small talk filled with plenty of laughter. Olivia was not paying any attention to her surroundings outside because she was too caught up in Fitz. She was turned slightly in her seat, facing him. For the life of her, she couldn't keep her eyes off of him.
Fitz was well aware of Olivia staring at him. He didn't mind nor did he find it creepy because he couldn't help doing the same thing, while she slept. They shared a bed a total of three times and last night, well technically early this morning, was the first time he had the opportunity to really admire her for more than a few seconds. He woke up to use the bathroom and when he came back, he was stopped in his tracks at the sight of Olivia snuggling with his pillow. It made his heart swell that in her sleep, she instinctively sought him out in his absence. She looked so peaceful and content. He knew in that moment that he would never grow tired of seeing her like that. Never.
Their conversation served as a great distraction because Olivia was unaware of where they were going until they arrived at their destination. It was a modern version of a Victorian style house, a house she somewhat recognized.
"Fitz, whose house is this?" She asked, not remembering who the two story home belonged to.
"My parents." Fitz said simply as he pushed a button on the inside roof of his car.
Seconds later, the garage door slowly ascended, revealing a white cover thrown over a car and a ton of other things that belong in a garage.
"What are we doing here?" Olivia inquired with panic very evident in her tone.
Fitz sensed her uneasiness and quickly reassured her before she could freak out on him. "Don't worry Livvie. As you can see, they're not here." He pointed to the large empty space next to the other vehicle. "And they won't be for a few hours."
"How are you so sure?"
"Because today's Sunday which means they're at church right now and afterwards they go to lunch with a few of the other members. It's been their tradition ever since I moved out and started college. I promise you we'll be long gone before they get back. You trust me remember."
Olivia internally cursed at herself for telling him she trusted him before they left her building. Of course she meant it, but moments like right now made her want to reconsider.
"Fine." She reluctantly agreed to go along with whatever he had planned.
Fitz couldn't contain the smile that spread across his face. He knew she would never agree to accompany him to his parents' house if he told her where they were actually going. He hopped out of the car and quickly made his way over to her side of it, opening the door for her and helping her out of it. Together they walked hand in hand up the driveway until they were inside the garage.
"So what are we doing here exactly?" Olivia asked, confused by why they were at his parents' home.
"I told you I had something to show you." Fitz reminded her.
"Yes you did. What it is?"
He let go of her hand and used both of his to pull the cover off of the car.
"This." He said.
Olivia's jaw went slack when the car that was hidden underneath the cover was revealed. Again, she didn't know much about cars or what type they were, but she could recognize a beautiful one and the one in front of her was a thing of beauty.
"Wow!" Was all she could say as she walked around it.
"It's a 1970 SS Chevelle convertible. Originally, it was candy apple red with a black roof and chrome rims. The interior was all black leather with red stitching." Fitz stated as he followed her around the car, watching her as she admired the car.
It was glossy black with chrome rims. Fitz reached inside his pocket and pulled out a set of keys, keys that belonged to the same car they were standing before. He unlocked the driver's side door and got in only to remove the roof, so Olivia could get a better look into the car. The interior was all red, only the seatbelts were black.
"This car is so beautiful."
"Thanks. Before we decided on these colors, the car was actually painted B5 blue with all white interior."
Olivia stared at the car, trying to visualize what it used to look like before it received its current paint job. She could vividly picture it in her mind. In all honesty, she would've preferred the car had stayed that way for one simple reason… it matched the color of Fitz's eyes. She loved his eyes, even though they made her squirm under their heavy gaze. His eyes had the ability to do what others were incapable of doing. They were able to pierce her armor of thick skin and see what she held in her heart. They were able to see passed her hard exterior and delve deep into her soul. She always felt fully exposed to him, even by just one look.
She didn't understand how his eyes were so alluring. His parents had the same eyes as him, but theirs were not nearly as intense as his were. It was something about his eyes that never ceased to command her attention. Maybe it was just the color of them, light blue with streaks of white in them, making them almost appear gray. She figured that's why it was so hard to break eye contact with him. The white stripe patterns within them were hypnotizing.
"It belonged to grandfather, my dad's dad." Fitz elaborated, pulling Olivia from her thoughts. "He bought it when he was forty-one years old. I used to love riding in it with him when I was a kid just as much as he loved driving it. Unfortunately he had regenerated arthritis in his knees and hips and by the time I was seven, he could no longer walk let alone drive. Nine years later, he suffered a fatal heart attack."
Olivia gasped, "Oh my goodness Fitz, I'm so sorry for your loss."
Fitz waved it off even though the memory of his grandfather was starting to make him tear up a bit.
"It's okay. I was sixteen at the time and I took his passing very hard. He was my favorite person in the entire world. We were extremely close so to lose him felt like I lost a part of myself. He left me his car in his will. He knew how much I loved it. At that time it needed a lot of work done since it had been sitting for almost a decade. As you already know my father is a mechanic and owns his own shop. He and a few of his guys at the shop would help me work on repairing her after I would come from school. I spent my weekends all day at my dad's shop. It took several months for us to fix her up but once she was ready to go, I drove her every single day. However, I only cruised around with her. I had another car at the time and drove that one to school and other places because there was no way I was going to drive Rose here anywhere where I thought she could get damaged. The reason I drove her everyday was so I could feel closer to my grandpa. I could always sense his presence in here. I refused to drive with anyone else in this car, not even my parents. I felt that they would be intruding on the special time I shared with my grandpa. Only my parents and grandmother know that. I never told anyone else."
Olivia's eyes widened at his revelation. She was shocked that he shared something so personal with her, especially since their relationship was still fresh and he hadn't even told his best friend or…
"Not even Gabriella?" She asked softly. Fitz shook his head. "Why not?"
He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, "It just… it never felt right even after we got married."
"So why did you decide to show me Rose if you wouldn't even show her to your own wife?"
"Because you're different Liv. You're not like everybody else. You're a photographer. You appreciate art no matter what form it comes in. You have the ability to capture and identify the beauty in anything, even the most trivial things in life. Most people don't have your talent, your gift, therefore, they are unworthy of seeing let alone riding in my grandfather's automobile."
The amount of passion Fitz spoke with was enough to convince Olivia. She knew he was a genuine guy and very honest, but him just being himself never ceased to amaze her. She never met anyone like him. The man wore his heart on his sleeve and was a complete open book. That was enough to make her trust him with all of her heart. She knew she would never doubt or question his integrity.
"Would you like to take spin in it?" He asked, surprising them both.
The words just kind of slipped out of his mouth. He couldn't explain why, it just seemed like a natural thing to do.
Originally, he had no intentions of driving the car and let her ride around with him, but it felt right. For the first time it felt right to have a passenger in that particular vehicle with him.
"Are you serious?"
Olivia was astonished. She truly felt honored that Fitz wanted to share something so sentimental to him with her and only her. Sure, she had some insecurities when it came to their relationship because of the past one he had with her sister holding a small shadow above theirs. She still had many questions to ask him about their marriage, but didn't know how to approach him with them. It would be easier for her and less awkward if the woman, who he was once married to, wasn't her sister.
"I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't serious. Do you want to take a spin in it?" He reiterated his question.
"I would love to Fitz." Oliva responded and wiped away some unshed tears from her eyes, truly touched that he meant what he said.
Fitz flashed her a wide smile as he walked around the car to open the passenger side door for her. He held it open for her as he helped her inside. She loved that he was such a gentleman, opening and closing doors for her and helping her in and out of cars. His parents definitely raised him right. He was every woman's dream guy, damn near perfect. He was tall, handsome, had an amazing head of hair, kind, masculine, sweet, sensitive, thoughtful, patient, attentive, generous, hot, sexy, well built, hung, the list went on and on. Olivia didn't think there were enough words in any language to describe just how amazing Fitz was. She was perplexed at how her sister could let go of such an extraordinary man such as the one she was currently dating. He was such a gentle soul. Not many men were like him and the ones that were, were hard to find nowadays.
After getting into the driver's side seat, Fitz put his seatbelt on first before sticking the key into the ignition and starting up the engine. Luckily, he parked his Audi next to the curb in front of his parents' home instead of the driveway like he usually did. He didn't know why, but something told him to do it. He threw his arm behind Olivia's headrest as he skillfully and cautiously backed out of the garage. Once they were out of the garage, he pushed a button on the center console and the garage door slowly descended.
Olivia had a blast cruising around town with Fitz in his grandfather's car. She never knew she could have such a great time talking and riding in a classic automobile around the city she was born and raised in. She had never been in a convertible car before and loved the feeling of the cool wind blowing in her face. It felt freeing. Anytime she was with Fitz, she felt free. She didn't feel the need to be anything other than herself with him. That was the reason why she had no shame singing off key at the top of her lungs to Bruno Mars' song 24k Magic. Olivia even convinced Fitz to join in with her. By the time the song was over, they were both laughing extremely hard and gasping for air.
"I had such an amazing time with you Fitz. Thank you for this. I really appreciate that you trusted me enough to share such an experience with you." Olivia spoke honestly.
They were now back in his parents' garage after driving around for over an hour. Fitz reached over and cupped her cheek, stroking it with the pad of his thumb. "Thank you for agreeing to share it with me. I had an amazing time too. This is not our first official date by the way. But I made the right call showing you Rose and letting you take a ride in her. I'm sure my grandfather would agree with me."
Somehow Olivia knew he was no longer talking about the car.
"I'm falling for you Olivia. I know we're still in the early stages of our relationship and it's too soon to feel as strongly as I do for you but I can't pretend with you. I need for you to know that I'm serious about you, about us and that I have very strong feelings for you. I hope what I'm telling you doesn't scare you because that is not my intention at all. I just want you to know that I care about you, I really do."
His admission motivated Olivia to reveal her true feelings to him. She already agreed to be with him, why not go all in right?
"I'm falling for you too Fitz. I care a lot about you too. You have made me happier this past week than I have been for quite some time and I'm not just saying that because you said it to me first. I really mean what I just told you."
"God, be mine." Fitz blurted out before he could stop himself.
Olivia giggled. Sometimes the things he said made him look so cute along with the boyish grin plastered on his angelic face.
"I'm already yours." Olivia reminded and pecked his cheek with a soft kiss.
"I know but be mine again." He requested.
Olivia smiled at him, but abided his request.
"Okay, I will be yours… again."
"Does that mean we're in this together?" Fitz questioned, needing her reaffirmation.
Olivia nodded, "We're in this together."
Fitz held up his fist and she bumped it with hers. "Officially seal the deal with a kiss?" They leaned in at the same time, meeting each other halfway and shared a chaste kiss, aware that if they tried to deepen it, things would lead to something they had no intentions on ending and they didn't have time to start something they couldn't finish. As their faces pulled away, they turned their fists in opposite directions, kind of like in a locking motion.
"Okay, let's go before my parents come home and catch us." Fitz suggested.
Olivia agreed and got out of the car before he could help her. Fitz frowned at her, but she just ignored him. He had to put the roof of the car back on anyway. When the car cover was once again engulfing Rose, Fitz grabbed Olivia's hand and escorted her back to his car. Inside of his car, he pressed the button to close the garage again.
The commute back to Olivia's apartment building seemed to take less time than it did on their way to his parents' house. Maybe because the two of them were dreading such an amazing day coming to an end. Time seems to pass quickly when you have to deal with something you don't want to, but when you're looking forward to something, time seems to drag on. That was the case for Olivia and Fitz.
By the time they arrived to her building, the sun was just beginning to set. Before Olivia could get out of his vehicle, Fitz beat her to it and held his hand out for her to take as she stepped out of his Audi.
"I know you have work in the morning and probably want to go back to your place but would you like to spend the night with me again here?" Olivia asked somewhat shyly.
Fitz always found her to be adorable, but she was extra adorable the few times he'd seen her shy and a bit vulnerable.
"I thought you'd never ask Livvie." He stated and moved to open one of the back doors of his car. Olivia watched him lean inside and pull out a navy blue overnight bag. He held up the bag and explained, "I packed this when I went to my apartment earlier. I figured it wouldn't hurt to bring it with me just in case I ended up staying the night with you. Guess I was right."
Olivia took a step into his personal space and kissed him soundly on the lips. "I guess you were." She said against them and pulled back, offering a hand to him. He grabbed it and allowed her to lead the way up to her apartment.
He was glad that she was being so open with him and not holding back even though she definitely had reasons to. Their relationship wasn't the typical one, but they were making it as normal as it could possibly be in their situation. They were trying. She was trying and that was all he could ask for at the moment.
Author's Note: Up next, Olivia and Fitz are going to kind of go on their first date. It's going to be unplanned and a certain someone (Gabriella) is going to be there as well with her family. There also might be a time jump towards the end. I'm not 100% sure about that just yet. We'll see depending on how the next chapter is structured. If there is a time jump, it'll be about 8 months later. I already stated that this FF is going to be short, so I want there to be progression without it feeling rushed. But that's next chapter, what did you guys think about this one. Please let me know and as always I hope everyone enjoyed!
P.S. Is anyone still interested in reading Her Bodyguard because I have the final chapter just about done. I also want to reassure everyone that reads my other fics that I have new chapters started for all of them. I know where the plots are going; I'm just having a hard time putting them into words. I promise that I'm not giving up on them.
Oh and if anyone's interested, I met Tony Goldwyn back in October at the New Yorker Festival. I just want to say he's super sweet. He gave me a hug and took a quick picture with me. That was by far the best day of my life.