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After their dance, Olivia plopped herself down into Fitz's lap so that they could eat together. She absentmindedly checked a few emails while eating but he didn't mind. He understood that she needed to get work done, too.

'Did you bring that piece of paper where you wrote down they payment list?' Olivia asked, breaking the silence of their meal up.

'As a matter of fact, I did.' he nodded his head.

'Are you going to actually let me pay you?' she stood from up from his lap and grabbed their empty cereal bowls and put them in the sink. She would just have to wash them later.

'Yes.' he sighed and ran his fingers through his thick wavy hair. 'But I told you, I don't want your money.' his voice went an octave lower and he gave her a serious look. 'I'm definitely not in this for the money.'

'But I'm not going to let you pimp yourself out for free labor.' she turned to him and crossed her arms. 'Let me go get my checkbook from my purse. We can discuss a price for the air conditioner later.'

Fitz gave her a reluctant smile then nodded his head and watched on as she triumphantly marched out of the kitchen. The last thing he wanted was Olivia's money but she was being extremely stubborn about the situation. He pulled the sheet of paper out of his back pocket and waited for her to return.

Olivia returned a few moments later with her checkbook in one hand and a pen in the other. She stood next to where he was sitting and held her hand out to him. 'Alright, let me see it.'

'Okay but Olivia.. I really don't want you to have to pay me. I'm actually glad that I can do these little things for you. I'm just tightening up a few screws here and there.' he tried to reason with her while holding the paper tightly in his digits.

'But you agreed to let me do this.' she snapped the fingers of her outstretched hand. 'Hand it over, Grant. Let me do this for you.'

Fitz sighed but handed the paper over to her and sat back in his seat. Most women he knew would love to have somebody over at their house making free repairs so he definitely didn't understand why she was so determined to give him money.

'Now that wasn't so hard, was it?' she smiled and opened up the folded sheet of paper to start analyzing what he had written down.

Leaky Faucet (Kitchen): 1,000,000,000
Leaky Faucet (Bathroom): 3,000,000,000
Broken Light Fixture (Living Room): 2,000,000,000
Broken Tiles (Kitchen): 30,000,000,000

Olivia rolled her eyes and folded the list again to see that he was snickering behind his hand. Obviously this wasn't a battle he was going to let her win. Instead of starting up a pointless argument, she decided to play along with his little game.

'These prices are outrageous!' she roared and slammed the paper down on the table. She wanted to wipe the little smug look off of his face but she couldn't bring herself to be upset with him.

'Well, ma'am, I'm the only person in town with the expertise to spruce this place up.' he said in a matter of fact tone. 'Either you pay me to do the work or your house is going to fall into shambles around you.'

'But I cant afford this.' she facetiously huffed. 'There has to be another way for you to collect your payment.'

'Hmm.' he hummed and stood up from his seat, taking in the cute little pouty face she was making. 'Well, there is one way but I don't think you're going to like it very much.' he wrapped his arms securely around her waist, bringing her body to his so that they were pressed together.

'I have someone that I'm romantically involved with, sir.' she shot him a pointed look. 'And I don't think he'd be very happy to hear what you're implying. He's a pretty tough guy, too. He could probably beat you up.'

'Well, then we better make sure he doesn't find out.' Fitz wiggled his eyebrows at her. 'Now, Miss Pope, how will you be paying me today? Cash or kisses?'

'I suppose one little kiss wont hurt too much.' she smiled shyly at him before raising herself on the tips of her toes.

'I thought you'd see it my way.' he grinned and met her halfway before pressing their lips together.


Fitz grabbed his toolbox from the back of his truck and pulled a small flashlight out of it to further inspect the system. His eyebrows furrowed as he used a screwdriver to remove the plastic casing over the wires.

'You said it was making a noise?' he handed her the flashlight.

'Ya. It was really weird and loud.' she bent over so that she could shine the light in his line of vision.

'What type of noise?' he asked while placing his fingers on the copper wires.

'I don't know.' she shrugged. She tried to imitate the sound it made but failed miserably at it. Fitz burst into laughter at her attempt and almost fell back on his butt. 'Hey! Its not funny!' she smacked his shoulder with the flashlight in her hands.

'I'm sorry!' he wiped a tear away from his eye. 'It's just that I know for a fact that this unit did not make the sound of a dying dog.'

'Just tell me what's wrong with it, Mr. Handyman.' she huffed and stood up straight, crossing her arms across her chest.

'Well, its out of Freon.' he rose to his feet and stood in front of her. 'Which is strange because Mayor Holland was supposed to be doing maintenance on the house before you got here. The tank should've been full.' his eyebrows furrowed.

'Is it broken?' she asked, ignoring the fact that she had absolutely no clue what Freon was. She supposed that detail didn't matter since Fitz was the one that was going to be doing all the fixing. She was just happy she got to watch him walk around doing manly things and hoped he'd put on the tool belt she spotted in the back of his truck.

It was crazy how Fitz just being himself turned her on. If her air had gone out in Sacramento, any of her past boyfriends would have just called a repair guy and let them handle it. There was just something about seeing Fitz out in the hot sun handling business that she found extremely sexy.

'Can't be. The system is brand new. I'm not much of a detective but I think that whoever broke your windows and painted the wall drained the tank out yesterday.' his tone was apologetic. He hated that all of this was happening to her.

Olivia sighed. This was getting to be a bit much for her. Being with Fitz seemed so easy and simple at first but it definitely came with a cost. 'Do you have an ex or something that I need to know about? Any scorned lovers or hearts you left aching?' she asked as they headed back into the house.

Fitz's mind immediately went to Mellie but he shook those thoughts out of his head. She was wound a bit too tight but he didn't think she was capable of anything like this. 'Nope. If it makes you feel any better, Jake wrote me a ticket this morning.'

'A ticket for what?' she asked as she propped the front door back open and went to the kitchen to grab some bottles of water for them. She would definitely have to go to the store for more soon. They had been drinking like fishes for the past few hours.

'I was driving 100mph to get here.' he said honestly as he plopped down on the sofa and removed his cap then scratched his head. He placed it on the coffee table in front of him then sat back on the couch.

'Why were you driving so fast to get here?' she tossed him a bottle then sat down on the cushion beside him. As much as she wanted to tuck herself away into his side, it was almost 12 in the afternoon and the heat was getting to be a bit much. They'd probably both pass out if they were cuddling.

'I was a bit worried about you.' he ran his fingers through his hair. 'Somebody obviously has it out for you and they know where you live. When you didn't answer your phone this morning I guess I let my imagination get the best of me.'

Olivia had to keep herself from rolling her eyes. If one more person said they were 'worried' about her, she may scream. After seeing the look of genuine concern on his face, she took his hand. 'So he gave you a speeding ticket?'

'And one for disrespect or something like that. I didn't even read them. I just wanted to get here to make sure you were ok.'

'You're sweet.' she smiled and kissed his cheek. 'I'm sorry for not answering my phone. It must have still been on Do Not Disturb from my yoga session this morning. I didn't mean to worry you. I would offer to pay the tickets but I already know you're going to say-'

'Absolutely not.' he finished her sentence then gulped down the rest of his water, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed.

Olivia chuckled and shook her head. 'Alright, macho man. Where do we get this Freon stuff from? We're going to die soon if we don't get the air turned back on.'

'I'll call Mayor Holland and see if he has some. I'm sure he'll be happy to help us out. If not we're going to have to make another road trip.' he reached in his back pocket and pulled his phone out and dialed the number. 'Why don't we go sit in the truck until he makes it? I'll turn on the air.' he wiggled his eyebrows.

'Sounds like a plan.' she smiled and nodded and went to grab them a few snacks from the kitchen.

Mayor Holland groaned loudly when he looked down at his phone and saw the name 'Dr. Grant' appear on the screen. He knew Fitz wasn't the type of guy to just call and say hello so something must have been wrong. He and Olivia were going to give him a heart attack if they kept having issues.

'Hello?' he answered timidly, praying that this had nothing to do with Olivia. He subconsciously put his hand over his crotch as he remembered Abbey's warning about castrating him. He had a very disturbing nightmare last night on the matter and he was feeling especially insecure today.

'Hi, Mayor, this is Dr. Grant. I'm calling because I'm at Olivia's house and-' Fitz heard the Mayor's breath hitch but ignored him. 'Somebody has drained all the Freon from her system. It's almost 100 degrees in the house.'

'Where is she? Has she called her manager to tell her about this?' he asked nervously as he began to fidget and pace around his house.

'What?' his eyebrows furrowed. 'I don't know. I don't think so. I just wanted to know if you had any extra at your house. I really want to get this taken care of.'

'Of course, of course!' he said hurriedly. 'I'll be there quick as a wink! Just tell her she doesn't have to call anybody because we're going to take care of her. All right?'

'Sure thing, Mayor.' Fitz hung the phone up, now thoroughly confused about the Mayor's nervous tone. It wasn't like him to be so jumpy but he just assumed that Mrs. Holland was giving him some trouble today and left it alone.

Olivia walked back into the living room and smiled hopefully at him. She had a family sized bag of chips in her arms and 2 more bottles of water. 'Is he coming?'

'He said he'd be here quick as a wink.' he stood up from the couch and held his arm out to her so that he could escort her out to the truck. After helping her in, he hopped in the driver's seat and turned the air on. 'Why didn't you just sit in your car last night?'

Olivia's face flushed and she turned her attention down to the bag of chips in her hands. 'It's stupid. You're going to laugh at me.'

'No, I won't' he said sincerely. He reached over and took one of her hands in his.

She turned to face him and opened her mouth to answer his question until something caught her eye out the window. Her eyebrows raised. 'Is that Mayor Holland running up the hill?'

'What?' Fitz turned to look out the window and almost laughed at the sight before him. The Mayor was sprinting up the sidewalk in a 3-pieced suit with a small tank of Freon in his arms. He had never seen the man so much as jog so this was definitely a surprise.

After realizing his wife had taken their vehicle into town, Mayor Holland did the next best thing and grabbed the tank of Freon and started running towards Olivia's house. He couldn't recall doing this much exercising since elementary school and this uphill sprint would surely be the death of him. Once he found out who was causing all these problems for Olivia, he would personally kill them in the middle of the town's square.

Fitz and Olivia got out of the truck to greet the Mayor who promptly fell on his butt in the grass after handing the tank over to Fitz.

'W.. Wa.. Water!' he wheezed out as his large stomach moved up and down. He really needed to catch his breath. He flopped back on his back and let his arms shield his eyes away from the bright sun.

Fitz couldn't help but chuckle as he took the tank and headed towards the unit of the side of the house and Olivia went to get a bottle of water from the house. She helped him sit up straight and held the bottle up to his mouth so that he could drink.

'Are you ok, Mayor?' she asked as she lightly rubbed circles on his back.

'I've been better.' he managed to say although his breath was ragged. 'Miss Pope, I'm so sorry this is happening to you.'

'It's ok.' she muttered even though it wasn't. 'Fitz has been really helpful and the kids washed all the paint off my house yesterday and fixed the windows.'

He sighed with relief. At least some of the citizens were being hospitable. 'You haven't called your manager about these issues, have you? I feel as if we can handle all of these things in house. No need to go bothering her all the way out in Sacramento.'

Olivia smirked. She could only imagine the types of things Abbey had been saying to poor Mayor Holland over the past few weeks. Her best friend was definitely a firecracker. 'No, sir, I haven't. I suppose there's no need to have her all worked up about things she cant fix. Would you like me to drive you back home?'

'I'd hate to get my sweat all in that pretty little car of yours.' he said, gesturing over to her BMW.

'I'm sure Fitz won't mind me taking his truck since he has me blocked in, anyway. Let me go get the keys and we can go.' she smiled sweetly at him and stood to her feet and walked over to where Fitz was.

Mayor Holland laid back down on his back and got a clear view of them talking. Of course he had heard the rumors that they had been together but he hadn't realized how close they had actually gotten. He only figured it was just a physical attraction but watching them interact told him a completely different story.

'Can I have your keys? I'm going to go drop the Mayor off at his place so he won't die walking back home.' she held her hands behind her back, curiously watching on as Fitz fiddled around with the system.

'I've seen the way the Mayor looks at you. No making out in my truck.' he facetiously warned before putting his tools down for a moment and turning his attention back to her.

'There's only one man I want to kiss in a truck.' she said honestly. Olivia smiled coyly at him before taking a step closer.

'Mhm.' he hummed his approval. 'What's his name?'

'Well, it starts with an F and-' before she could finish her sentence, he had his arms wrapped around her waist and was attacking the side of her face and neck with kisses. She squealed and squirmed around in his strong arms but was unable to get away. 'Fitz, stop!'

Fitz couldn't stop at this point even if he tried. Keeping his hands off of her was proving to be a very difficult task. While they were dancing earlier, he found a ticklish spot on her neck right below her right ear and he nibbled there. Olivia laughed and tried turning her head but he wasn't having it.

Her small hands pressed against his chest and she tried pushing him off of her but he simply pinned her body between him and the house. She wasn't going to get away that easily. Tears began streaming down her eyes as she laughed harder.

The Mayor's face turned beat red and he contemplated looking away. He felt more like a sneaky fly on the wall rather than a visitor at this point but he just couldn't will himself to turn his head. He and his wife had been together over 35 years and he doubted if even they had this type of chemistry.

Olivia finally managed to turn her head then got a look at the Mayor watching their interaction. Fitz was still peppering her with kisses so she had to swat at him to get him to stop. 'Mayor Holland is watching us.' she mumbled as she tried to catch her breath.

'That dirty pervert.' he said as if he was offended. Honestly, he was glad the Mayor saw them together. He wanted everybody to know his stance when it came down to Olivia. He'd kiss her in the church on Easter Sunday just so everybody in town could see. She was his.

'You're shameless.' she smirked and held her hand out to him.

Fitz pulled his truck keys out of his pocket and pretended to hand them over to her before dangling them above her head and out of her reach. She tried to jump and grab them but was unsuccessful.

'Hey!' she pouted. 'No fair.'

'There's a price for everything, Olivia.' he said suggestively as he puckered his lips and shut his eyes.

'God, you're annoying.' she smirked and rose on the tips of her toes and kissed him softly. 'May I have the keys now?'

'Yes, but don't be gone long. It's almost lunch time.' he handed her the keys.

'Annoying and bossy.' she crossed her arms cutely. 'You know, once I hit my growth spurt you wont be able to push me around anymore, right?'

'Olivia, I'll eat my hat when you hit your growth spurt.' he couldn't help but laugh as she playfully punched him in the gut.

'Make us some sandwiches when you get done outside, macho man.' she called out as she headed towards to where the Mayor was laying, swinging Fitz's keyring on her index finger.

After unlocking the truck doors, Olivia helped the Mayor rise to his feet and get into Fitz's truck. She got in on the driver's side and adjusted the it so that she could see out the window and backed out of the driveway.

'So..' Mayor Holland started. He wanted to ask her a few questions but didn't want to see rude, either. He played with his fingers. 'Dr. Grant lets you drive his truck?'

'Yes.' she snickered. 'This is only the second time. He trusts me with it.' she said confidently as she patted the leather of the center console with her right hand.

'I'm assuming that you two are getting pretty serious, then?'

Olivia rolled her eyes. She didn't think she'd ever get used to how nosy people were here. It was really nobodies business how serious their relationship was but she decided to indulge the Mayor. 'We're getting there.'

'Well, Fitzgerald is a prize to our community. Even though he only spent his summers here, we like to call him 'homegrown'. He went off and got that fancy college education and is putting it to good use. He's always so wrapped up in work, we didn't think he'd ever find somebody.'

'Was he wrapped up in his work or did he just not find the right woman in Knights Ferry?' Olivia glanced over at him, shooting him an almost devious look.

The Mayor's face heated up. 'I'm.. I'm not sure. I guess he was never really attracted to anybody here. All I know is that I'm glad he's found somebody.'

'Me too.' Olivia smirked as they pulled out at his house. 'Fitz and I go well together even though there's obviously somebody in town that isn't happy about that.'

The Mayor took his seat belt off and nodded his head reassuringly. 'And I swear to you, Miss Pope, we're going to find the lowlifes causing these issues and bring them to justice!'

Olivia studied him for a moment then nodded her head although she didn't believe a word he just said. 'Thanks, Mayor. We appreciate it.'

'Of course.' he hopped out of the truck. 'We're all a family here in Knights Ferry.' he emphasized before shutting the truck door and headed inside his house, still limping from his previous exercise.

She sighed and shook her head and backed out of the Mayor's driveway. If everybody in Knights Ferry was supposed to be a family, why did she not feel welcome here? Her cheeks warmed up slightly when she thought about Fitz. Ok, maybe she felt a little welcomed.

Jake had been rolling around and doing some patrolling but, as usual, it was extremely quiet around town. It was near the end of his shift and he wanted nothing more than to go home, get some rest, and try to regroup with Mellie. As he rode along, Fitz's shiny black truck caught his eye and he smirked and decided to have a little fun with him. He sped up in his car and drove right up behind Olivia, tailgating the vehicle.

'The hell?' Olivia muttered and glanced up in her rear view mirror. She could see a smug little expression plastered on Jake's face and now she was slightly intimidated. After glancing down at the speedometer, she realized she was going a mile a little under the speed limit. In an attempt to get him off of her, she sped up just a little.

Jake could only snicker, still unaware that it was indeed Olivia driving the truck, and sped up behind her. Now feeling confident, he lightly tapped the back of the truck with his car.

Quickly going from intimidated to frightened, Olivia quickly grabbed her cellphone from the waistband of her tights and dialed Fitz's number and prayed that he answered. She sighed with relief when he picked up on the first ring. Of course he picked up on the first ring for her. He always would.

'Hello?' he answered with a mouthful of food.

'Fitz, are you outside?' she asked, her voice cracking as she glanced back in the mirror at Jake. He bumped the back of the truck again and she squeaked in surprise. The sound of metal scraping made her skin crawl.

'No, I walked in to make lunch. What's wrong?' he had planned on making sandwiches for lunch but when he saw some ingredients for pasta he had put some noodles on. He quickly put the stove on low and started walking outside.

'I don't know. I was driving and Jake started driving really close behind me and he's been riding my tail and-' she was talking but not taking any breaths in between her words. She was barely even looking at the road anymore, just staring at Jake.

'Livvie, calm down.' he soothed. 'I'm outside right now. I can see you coming up the hill. Speed up a little bit, ok? I'm right here.' he said in the most reassuring tone he could. He had a feeling Jake didn't know Olivia was driving. Fitz didn't believe he would purposely be scaring her the way he was right then. As much as Jake seemed to claim that he and Olivia should be together, he was his worst enemy.

'Ok.' she sighed and sped up some more with some difficulty. She still wasn't used to driving something so large and going from 20-50 mph made her shudder a little.

Jake couldn't help but laugh as the truck sped up. He grabbed his ticket book from the passenger side and got a little giddy at the thought of writing Fitz up for the second time today. He saw the vehicle pull into Olivia's driveway but then frowned when he saw Fitz standing in the yard with his hands place firmly on his hips.

If Fitz was in the yard, who was in the truck?

As soon as Olivia pulled up, Fitz immediately went to the truck and opened the driver's side door. Jake watched on as she hopped out of the truck and nearly flung herself into his arms, hiding her face away in his neck. His face nearly flushed as he realized that he must have scared her half to death. He really wasn't expecting her to be in Fitz's truck.

'You ok?' Fitz murmured into her hair as he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her securely to him. He could see Jake parked on the street but he didn't acknowledge him just yet. She was his priority.

'Ya, I'm ok.' she nodded her head. She hadn't even bothered to turn the truck off and the door was still wide open.

Jake swallowed hard and was now conflicted on what to do. He got out of his squad car and decided that the best plan of action would be to apologize. Approaching the couple slowly on legs that felt like bricks, he cleared his throat.

'Liv?' he said softly, trying to get her attention. 'Hey, I'm sorry about that. I thought you were Fitz. It was just a little joke.' he told his half truth.

Fitz eyed Jake closely and tucked Olivia way further into his arms. 'Alright, Jake. I think I can handle it from here.'

Jake was really at a lost and knot formed in his stomach. He wanted to be the one holding Olivia and comforting her and more than anything, he hated the fact that he was the one that scared her half to death. It seemed like all of his attempts to push them apart was actually bringing them closer together.

'I was actually speaking to Olivia.' Jake retorted, trying to swallow his anger.

'Well, I was speaking for her.' he said matter of factly. 'She's ok and I can handle it from here. Now if you'll excuse us, we were just about to enjoy some lunch to celebrate Olivia's air conditioner being fixed. It's cooling off in the house.' he made sure to mention the last part to Jake. He truly believed with all his heart he was behind all of this.

Jake sighed as he realized he probably wouldn't be getting a chance to speak with Olivia today and decided he would have to put some time aside to speak with her privately. 'Right. I'll um. I'll see you guys around. Enjoy your lunch,' he nodded his head in their direction then headed back to his car, now feeling like a bigger idiot than before

'Come on.' Fitz sighed. 'Let's go inside. It's starting to cool off just a little.'

'Alright.' she nodded her head a little sheepishly. 'I think he kinda bumped the back of the truck, too.' she mumbled.

'Really?' Fitz rolled his eyes at the thought. He walked to the back of the truck and looked for any damage. He could see that some paint had been chipped but nothing other than that. Honestly, he was 10x more upset that he had scared Olivia. Screw the paint.

'Lunch time.' he said as he led her back into the house. He really didn't want the afternoon to be ruined. 'Well, it's completely finished yet but it's almost lunch time.'

'Okay.' she nodded and followed him back into the house. After Olivia flopped down on the couch, Fitz made his way to the kitchen to finish lunch.

She rubbed her temples and stretched her neck, trying to relieve some of the building tension growing. A picture frame on top of a box caught her eye and she smiled weakly. She was on tour for her second book in her 'As The Hours Pass' series and of course she paid for all of her friends to tag along. Quinn managed to find a 'Food Fight Facility' somewhere in Spain and they had stopped there. In the picture they're all covered in ice-cream and cakes and other desserts but they were laughing and having a good time. She checked the time and realized she could be could be back home by 3 if she left right then.

'Hey, Livvie.' Fitz called out from the kitchen. 'Where do you keep your plates?'

Her cheeks heated up at the mention of her new nickname. She rose to her feet and walked to the kitchen with a weak smile on her face. Olivia chastised herself for even thinking about leaving Knights Ferry. Somebody had to stay and make sure Fitz didn't get into any trouble.

'Top right shelf.' she said as she approached the stove and looked over what Fitz was cooking.

'Give it another 3 minutes.' Fitz wrapped his arm around her waist, happy to see a smile on her face again. He kissed her temple and stirred the sauce with the spoon in his freehand.

After they had had their lunch, Fitz and Olivia stood at the sink washing dishes in a comfortable silence. He had already decided that he would ask her to spend the night with him tonight but he really didn't know how to phrase it. He knew she wanted to have her independence but this was getting to be a bit out of hand.

'Olivia..' he started after taking a deep breath. 'I think the best idea for tonight would be if you stayed at my place.'

'Are you asking me to spend the night because I'm good company or are you 'worried' about me?' she asked as she dried her hands on her pink dish rag then threw it to him.

'Both.' he said matter of factly then dried his hands and tossed the rag on the counter top.

'Fitz, I know you're just trying to protect me but I really don't need-'

'Please?' he cut her off and took a step closer to her. 'Just for tonight?'

Olivia took a step away from him. She knew her judgement would be clouded if he was standing too close. 'But I can hold my own here. I'll be fine.' she reassured.

Fitz took another step and backed her up until her butt was pressed up against the countertop. He placed his arms on the wood on either side of her, essentially trapping her into place. 'But, it'll be fun. We can watch movies, and eat ice cream..' he leaned in as if he would kiss her but went straight for her jawline.

'So you're just going to exploit my weak spot to get me to say yes?' she asked as he trailed kisses on her neck, heading towards the area that he knew would make her knees buckle.

'If it works.' he admitted shamelessly admitted and blew his warm breath over the area, causing her body to tense. 'We can play those games we bought from the gas station and we can sleep underneath the stars..'

Growing a little impatient, she tilted her neck to the side to allow him better access to her neck. Fitz chuckled at her eagerness. 'Not until you say yes. Say yes and maybe you'll get a kiss.'

'You should just kiss me anyway.' she muttered.

'So stubborn.' he smirked and laid a wet kiss on the sensitive part of her neck, making shivers run up and down her body. 'And I promise that there will be dinner served and kisses and I can take you for a ride-'

'Don't you dare say what I think you're about to say.' she warned.

'What?' he asked innocently before kissing her neck again. He teasingly flicked the tip of his tongue against the spot and she started moaning. 'Is this a yes?'

Olivia shook her head 'no' but was unable to get any words to come out of her mouth.

'Please?' he asked again, this time suckling gently on her skin.

That was her undoing. She finally nodded her head. 'Fine. I'll stay with you tonight.'

'How about for the rest of the week?' he asked hopefully, now pulling himself away from her neck and looking into her eyes.

'Don't push it, Fitzgerald.' she huffed and crossed her arms across her chest.

'Fine, fine.' he grinned widely. 'You didn't let me finish saying the other thing we can do when you came over.'

'I don't want to hear it because I already know what you're going to say.' she pressed her hands against his chest in an attempt to push him away but he stayed firm.

'Let me tell you.' he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her body against his so she couldn't wiggle. He began swaying back and fourth with her securely in his arms. After clearing his throat, he dropped his voice down a few octaves and started to sing. 'I can take you for a ride on my big green tractor-'

'Fitz, stop.' she whined and trying keeping her feet still but he didn't allow for it.

'We can go slow, or make it go faster. Down through the woods and out to the pasture, long as I'm with you, it really don't matter.'

'La la la la la la la la la! I can't hear you!' she tried to yell over his voice but he just sang louder.

'You can climb up in my lap and drive if you want to. Girl you know you've got me to hold on to. We can go to town or baby if you'd rather I'd take you for a ride on my big green tractor.' he started attacking her ticklish area with kisses.

'God, you're the worst!' she said through her laughter.

'Mhm' he hummed. 'Why don't you grab the games and I'll go get that obnoxious looking thing you call luggage from the back of your car and we'll leave.'

'You could at least be nice to me since you've essentially seduced me into staying at your place tonight.' her eyes rolled.

Fitz chuckled and turned his back and started heading towards the front door, grabbing her keys off the counter as he walked by them. 'You know you want this, girl.' he smacked his butt as he walked to the door, causing Olivia to snicker.

'Oh and Olivia,' he called out from the doorway. 'Even if you don't stay with me the whole entire week, I do plan on having you over a lot more in the future. You may want to grab a few outfits to keep at my place.' he wiggled his eyebrows at her before shutting the door and heading outside.

Olivia's stomach did a whole flip when she processed what he had said. He seemed to be an expert in things to say to make her tick. She shook her head then went into her bedroom to grab a few extra sets of clothes then threw them in a duffle bag and grabbed the games they had bought and stuffed them in there, too.

She took one more long, cleansing breath before throwing the bag over her shoulder. She refused to let the incident with Jake ruin their date night. With a smile on her face, she walked back out of her bedroom and turned out the lights in the house.

Fitz was already waiting in his truck but he got out to take the duffle bag from her and put it in the backseat. He handed his keys over and help to boost her up so that she could drive then got in on the passenger side.

'You know at some point I'm going to have to actually sit down and do some work, right? You've been distracting me.' she playfully huffed as she started driving towards the house.

'Me!?' he asked as if he was offended. 'I've done no such thing. You're the one who keeps begging me to take you out. Blowing up my phone at all hours of the night just to hear my voice.' he sucked his teeth and crossed his arms.

'Why am I even dating you?' she groaned and shook her head.

'Cause I'm cute.' he said smugly before sitting back in his seat.

'I guess you are kinda cute.' she smiled over at him before turning her attention back to the rode.


'Donald, please don't do this!' Hannah begged as she struggled to wrestle her brother's phone away from him. She had been absolutely distraught when she found out that Donald planned on releasing the photos of Olivia and the 'mystery man'. All day she had be unsuccessfully trying to steal his phone or bribe him but it just wasn't working.

'Calm down, cry baby. I'm not going to sell the photos to TMZ.' he said as he pushed her off of him. Although he was younger, he was a lot stronger than his sister. He was the one who did all the major lifting at the store and was the football star of his small town. After he purposely tripped Max on the football field last year, they beat Knights Ferry. Max went home with a twisted ankle and a broken spirit.

'You're not?' she asked, wiping a tear from her red and puffy eyes.

'No. They didn't offer me enough money. I'm going to upload the photo to Twitter and just get a shit ton of followers.' he grinned as if that was a better option.

'Donald no! Olivia is going to think that I did it and she's already offered to help me-'

'Hey, hey.' he said softly, as if he was sad about upsetting her. 'I don't give a fuck. Now get out of my room.'

'I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!' Hannah screamed and stormed out of the room, slamming Donald's bedroom door behind her.

'Would you two stop all that damned screaming up there!?' Darla yelled from downstairs. She was getting a killer migraine and was going to have to go tell them both off if they didn't stop bickering so much.

Hannah ran to her room and grabbed the card Olivia had given her the previous day. She wanted to be able to warn her of Donald's plans before so she wouldn't be blindsided. After dialing the phone number, she said a small prayer that she'd answer.

The number on the card was connected to a business cellphone that Abbey had. Abbey answered on the 3rd ring. 'Abigail Whelan, how may I help you?'

Hannah took in a sharp breath before quickly hanging the phone up, leaving a confused Abbey on the other end. She went to her computer and tried the email address instead.

'Hi, Olivia this is Hannah and I want you to know that I had nothin to do with the pictures being posted online. It was all my dumb little brother and Im soa sorry. Please don't be mad at me because I honestly didn't mean for this to happen. I tried to stop him but he wont listen to me and I'm so so sos so sorry. Anything I need to do to make it up to you I'll do it. Here's my cellphone number (281-330-8004). Please call me. Or you don't have to. I understand if you're made or upset with me. I'd be mad too. Please please please email me back when you get a second.'

She sent the email without even looking over it for spelling or grammar issues then threw herself on her bed with her phone. Hannah was almost positive that Olivia would hate her when the photos came out and that made her sick to her stomach. She had the opportunity of a lifetime and now Donald was ruining it.

Writing could've been her ticket out of the hellhole she was in right now. Now 18, Hannah didn't know what exactly she wanted to do with her life but she knew it didn't have anything to do with sitting behind a counter at a gas station. She loved to read and write but she knew how competitive the field could be. Sometimes her best writing couldn't even compare to some of the amateur fanficiton she read online.

Hannah rolled over in her bed, burying her face in her pillow, and began sobbing uncontrollably. Her writing career lasted less than 24 hours.


So I kinda told you a half lie. Next chapter we'll see what happens when the photos get leaked online. Jake's impromptu plan to mess with Fitz really blew up in his face. You'd think he would quit while he was ahead. Mayor Holland wants to get to the bottom of this whole situation. He's getting too old to play these games with them.

The people of Knights Ferry seem to be a little protective over Fitz. What's going to happen when they find out his picture has been plastered all over social media? We'll have to see.

Review and tell me what your favorite part of the story has been so far and what you guys think is going to happen next!

S/N: Thanks everyone for wishing me well on my internship. Being the procrastinator that I am, I have yet to pack one bag lol. I have a little one shot that I was going to post but it kinda of turned into something new. I'm thinking its going to be like a chapter ficlet. Until next time!