A/N: After a much needed vacation with some dear girlfriends I am ready and excited to continue this story. This is a longer chapter than what I've been writing & I truly hope you enjoy! And of course, I cannot thank you enough for reading :)

Lastly, I would like to give a special S/O to Marie Garcia ( MsMarieGarcia on Twitter) I've met some incredible women through this fandom and you are definitely one of them! I am truly blessed & honored to call you a friend! I dedicate this entire story to you. XO

Chapter 10: Let's Remedy That

It was another unusually warm November day and Olivia couldn't wait to get to the gym. She was planning to meet Samantha for an early morning work out when she decided to stop at her favorite cafe for a quick bite to eat. The young man behind the counter knew her order by memory and she smiled when handing him the twenty dollar bill, telling him to keep the change.

The place was nearly empty so she decided to sit at a nearby barstool and open the morning paper. Her eyes skimmed through various headlines until a specific title caught her attention:

Renovation on 5th Avenue Begins Long Awaited Construction

Underneath the headline was a small black and white photograph of Fitz and an older gentleman. She read the caption a few times and couldn't help but focus her attention on the picture. It had been five days since their last encounter and it honestly felt like an eternity.

Her breakfast omelette finally arrived and she spent the next few minutes slowly eating and reading the article. She learned Fitz was a third generation architect and his father, Fitzgerald Grant Jr. was a prominent figure in the architecture world and most known for his pro bono work oversees.

Olivia was half way through with her breakfast when she heard her phone chime through her work out bag. She shifted through the inside and glanced at the screen. She had a text message from Samantha that read as follows:

Sorry to bail...having a crisis.

Olivia rolled her eyes and dropped the phone back inside. She didn't bother wondering why Samantha cancelled on her; she was used to her living a life full of 'crisis'. Once her phone was away, she quickly returned her attention to the newspaper and zoned in on the picture once again. She knew deep down why Fitz hadn't asked her out since their date on the rooftop. Even though they talked on the phone every day it wasn't the same and suddenly seeing his picture didn't make things any easier.

She eventually finished her food and stared outside the window deep in thought. She knew 5th avenue wasn't far from her gym and she contemplated on whether or not she should stop by. There was no guarantee he would be there but it didn't matter...she was curious to see the building responsible for keeping him in New York.

The young man came by to take her plate and that was Olivia's cue to get going. She thanked him by name for breakfast and headed for the ladies room before leaving. It wasn't a full length mirror she was used to looking in but that didn't matter...one look and she instantly had second thoughts about visiting anyone.

Olivia was dressed in a black tank with matching yoga pants. Her hair was in a high pony tail and the only splash of color on her body were her brightly colored pink tennis shoes. She had no make up on and stared at her reflection for a long while before finally working up the courage to leave. Her gym bag was slightly open and her lip gloss suddenly caught her attention. She quickly opened it and dabbed some on both cheeks before rubbing it slowly on her cheekbones, giving her the splash of color needed. Once her cheeks looked even, she coated her lips and instantly saw the subtle transformation. A smile spread across her lips before she turned on her heels and made her way out into the crowded New York streets.

The construction down fifth avenue was loud and the closer she got to the building the more doubt crept into her mind. This was his work environment and she hoped he didn't think she was intruding. It was obvious the building wasn't safe and she tried to remember if he mentioned anything specific when they spoke on the phone last night.

She stared at the building for a few minutes and couldn't see anyone inside. The street was lined with cars but the Audi was nowhere in sight. It was a quarter to ten and a sinking feeling suddenly crept inside...maybe he wasn't there. She stood across the street and began to feel uneasy. After a few moments she decided to dig her phone out of her bag and text Fitz.

Decided to stop by the reno this morning...are you here?

Within seconds, her phone chimed and his reply lit up her screen.

Be right down.

Olivia smiled and put her phone back into the bag. Despite the construction, the streets were crowded and she scanned the area looking for the best place to wait. He soon appeared and the moment she saw him that familiar pang in her heart returned. His jeans were worn and his hair was in disarray as if he had just taken off a hat. She watched him smooth his hair a few times, trying to tame the loose strands and it made Olivia want to run her fingers through it.

Fitz looked around for a few seconds before finally seeing her across the street. He semi jogged towards her and the closer he got she could see the yellow sawdust accumulating on his white shirt. His grin was wide and she could see the excitement in his eyes.

"This is a surprise..." He stood in front of her and could feel that imaginary pull instantly come alive.

"My gym is a few blocks down."

She motioned west with her head and watched Fitz nod at her words. "I read the article about the renovation this morning...pretty impressive," she continued.

His smile widened and they both unconsciously moved against a nearby wall out of the way. The sidewalk was busy yet neither of them paid any attention to what was happening around them. Fitz crossed his arms and some saw dust shifted in the air. Olivia reached for his arms and lovingly brushed her hands over his shirt a few times. He watched her intently before finally replying.

"Would you like to have lunch?" Fitz asked, searching her eyes. She forgot how blue they were and the thought of not seeing him the last few days made her ache for him grow stronger.

"I just ate actually...but I'm free for dinner. I'm off today." His eyebrows shot up in surprise and he immediately checked his watch.

"I'll pick you up at six," he replied. Olivia smiled and nodded her head.

"I'll text you my address. I'm not far from Broadway." She readjusted her bag now hanging off her shoulder and shifted a bit awkwardly.

Neither wanted to say goodbye.

"I've missed you..."

The words fell out of her mouth before realizing their significance. Fitz took a step closer and slid a finger underneath her chin, raising her lips to him. The gesture was identical to when they first met and another reminder of how much she truly did miss him.

"Let's remedy that."

He spoke softly against her lips and without thinking Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him to her hearts content. She was now on her tippy toes and Fitz's hands were on her hips pressing her firmly against him.

His tongue grazed the inside of her mouth before he finally pulled away from her. It was yet another 'pattern' she missed of his and it drove her absolutely crazy. She touched his lips gently and purposely brushed against his penis with her body. The effect was instant and she heard him inhale sharply at the contact. Olivia silently cheered inside at his reaction. It was obvious he missed her too...

Fitz cleared his throat and took a step back, eyeing her evenly. Olivia again readjusted her gym bag and looked away at anything other than him. She felt flushed and heated and could feel the wetness growing in her panties. A few minutes passed when she finally made eye contact with him again.

"I'll see you at six," she finally stated, semi clearing her throat. She touched Fitz's arm and began to make her way down the side walk. Their hands ended up connecting and she felt him squeeze her fingers before finally letting them go.

It was 6:00 sharp when Olivia's phone rang. She told her buildings security officer she would be right down and began to collect her things. Her mother's voice played in her head about letting men she just met inside her condo and she couldn't shake the warning. It was a big deal having a man in her home and she couldn't bring herself to invite him in, although she desperately wanted to. It was an internal struggle she continued to battle and and at this particular moment her head was in charge and not her heart.

She finally made her way into the elevator and waited impatiently until it reached the bottom floor. Her regular doorman wasn't on duty and the a gentlemen she wasn't familiar with opened the door for her. The black Audi was parked directly in front and Fitz immediately opened his car door when she appeared.

"No saw dust..." She teased, greeting him hello. Fitz had on a dark sports jacket and tan slacks. He looked dashing and she wondered what type of restaurant he was taking her to. He smiled and walked around the other side of the car and opened the door for her. The black leather felt comforting and she briefly closed her eyes at the smell of his lingering cologne. Fitz quickly slid into the drivers side with ease and Olivia turned and smiled. The engine instantly came alive and it was yet another sound Olivia missed hearing.

"There's a place up state I'd like to try," he said in between shifting gears. Olivia looked away and desperately tried not to gawk at the sight before her. He looked incredibly handsome, his jaw line serious with every word. She nodded her head, eager to begin their time together.

A few miles into the drive, Olivia crossed her legs and caught a glimpse of Fitz looking her way. Her dress was short for this time of year but comfortable and she was glad she chose to wear it. The November nights were growing cooler every day but she purposely didn't bring a sweater.

Just being seated next to him kept her feeling warm enough.

The car ride was quiet for the most part until Olivia asked about something she read in the paper earlier that morning.

"You're dad is known for his pro bono work...is that something he's passed on to you?" He turned at her question and smiled, nodding his head.

"My dad always had one rule...you never start a job without taking on another for free. It's been that way for as long as I remember."

"Is that a rule you also follow?" Olivia asked.

"Now that I'm more established it is..."

"Are you working on something else besides the reno?" Olivia slightly turned her body towards his direction fascinated by this revelation.

"I am...would you like to see it? It's on the way..." Olivia enthusiastically nodded and watched him carefully.

For the next hour they chatted about their families and Olivia learned Fitz's mother was a retired school teacher. She also shared some information about her parents and Fitz seemed surprised to learn her mother also had a career in Broadway. The conversation flowed freely and she loved how interested he was regarding her family.

The sun was now going down and night was falling on them. They continued to chat when Fitz existed the highway, turning towards a long winding road. They were close to Tarrytown and Olivia couldn't see anything that looked like it was under construction in the distance.

Fitz made another turn and their conversation soon ended. Olivia looked around continuously until he eventually pulled over near a small house that sat in the middle of a field. The house looked vacant and was slightly run down. The yard hadn't been cut in a long while and there weren't any other houses in the distance she could see. He eventually turned off the engine and Olivia turned to look at him.

"That house belongs to an elderly couple who can no longer live there...the woman is in a wheelchair but the house isn't equipped for it. So I'm designing them a new one..."

"Where do they live right now?" Olivia asked, completely intrigued.

"I'm not sure...my guess would be with a relative or maybe a retirement community," Fitz replied. He was hugging the steering wheel and staring at the house in the distance.

"How did you know they even needed help?" She couldn't help but ask. Fitz smiled and looked at her.

"There's a place on my business website that focuses on pro bono work..." Olivia thought back to the business card and tried to jog her memory. She couldn't remember if she saw a website on it or not.

They sat in silence for a few minutes with a million thoughts going through her head. She couldn't help but think of the couple, wondering who reached out to Fitz's company for help. After some time, Fitz started the engine again and shifted into gear, preparing to turn the car around. They were half way down the long road when Olivia finally spoke.

"You overwhelm me..." She finally blurted out. Fitz slowed the car down and looked at her. It was now dark outside, the only lights coming from the dash inside his car.

"I don't mean to...you asked me about the article. I was just answering your question..." She could hear the sincerity in his voice and it only made her feelings for him grow stronger.

Olivia shook her head and looked down, semi smiling to herself. She couldn't control her emotions...and could feel every inch of herself wanting to touch him.

"Livvie." He spoke her name deeply and the sound sent tingles down her arms.

She finally turned to look at him, resting her head against the leather behind her. They stared at one another in the dark for a long time until Fitz suddenly turned off the engine. He opened his door and Olivia watched him take his sports coat off, tossing it in the seat behind him. A few strides later, he was at her door and everything that followed happened too fast for her to fully process.

Fitz slid with fluidity into her seat and Olivia was now on his lap facing away from him. He kissed her behind her neck softly and she couldn't remember the last time she felt this alive. She was in college the last time she made love inside a car... she felt like a school girl; young and carefree. Once again the feelings of never wanting to be away from him resurfaced like a tidal wave.

"I missed you...too," he breathed behind her ear. His hands were underneath her dress pumping her breasts again and again until her nipples became rock hard. Her skin grew hot and she mentally willed his hand to travel in between her legs to touch her.

Olivia closed her eyes and rested her head against his chest opening her legs wide to him, as if to give him the permission he needed. She longed for him...needed him and wanted him to take full advantage of her in every sexual way possible.

She reached from behind and tugged at his belt, unbuckling it for him. The next thing she knew she was being lifted, her underwear quickly pushed to the side. She reached up and grabbed the hand rail above the door and allowed Fitz to take completely over. He slowly positioned her body and eased Olivia down onto his shaft. His dick was hard and once they were connected she felt herself exhale at the contact. This is what she missed most..,being one with him and they both stilled for a short time relishing in the moment.

"Why did you wait so long to see me?" She asked into the air. Her heart began to spill over and her habit of bringing up such intimate feelings while they made love quickly returned almost picking up right where they left off.

"I don't want to rush you, Livvie..."

Fluid seeped down her leg at the mention of her newly developed nickname. There was something about the way he said Livvie that made everything inside her ache. He was now moving his hips, pushing her down with his free hand, creating the most exquisite friction between them.

"I was afraid you didn't want us anymore." Again her inner most fear spilled out despite the fact Fitz called her every day. It was torture being in the same city and not seeing him...

"You're all I think about..." His words were hypnotic and turned her on even more. She felt his hand reach under her panties and immediately make contact with her clit. His strokes were precise and she wrapped her arms behind him, reaching for his hair. She knew his finger was coated with her cum and the image of how they must have looked turned her on in ways she couldn't begin to imagine.

Warmth quickly took hold and the release she had been searching for finally came. She screamed into the air unable to hold on to the burning sensation found in the pit of her stomach. Fitz was quick to find his release, his thrusts becoming so aggressive she had to hold on to the top of the ceiling to keep herself steady.

He grunted into the back of her head, burying himself into her hair as he emptied himself inside of her. She missed his sounds and kept her eyes closed desperately trying to calm herself. They were both breathing hard and Olivia waited for Fitz to make the next move. He eventually helped her lift herself up and once they were disconnected he opened the door. The cool air was a welcome greeting and she could feel his perspiration through his shirt. She slowly stepped out of the car and pulled her dress down, back into place. Fitz quickly scooped her up and sat her on the hood, his body now in between her legs. It was the first time they faced one another and Olivia couldn't help but kiss him. Their foreheads instinctively met and Fitz slowly wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I'm so glad you came to see me this morning," he said against her skin.

"Me too," she responded. "You're not rushing me, Fitz. You're all I think about, too. I've missed you so much..."

Fitz pulled her in close and they embraced for a long while outside in the fresh air. The night sky surrounded them and Olivia peeked up at the sky. Millions of stars looked down on them and she couldn't believe how fast her life had changed in such a short amount of time. They remained quiet, holding on to one another until her subconscious took over and she once again spoke her inner most feelings.

"I'm falling in love with you..."