Hello my precious loves. First off I want to apologize for the delay. A lot of stuff has gone down for me over the last month and to be honest, really has left me out of the typing groove. I have had much heartache and break and slowly my urge to write is finding its way back.

To all of you who sent me well wishes, thank you so much. You are truly the BEST PUMPKINS ever. ;-)

I know this story is a fanfic favorite. I have so many stories that I am going to focus on my four most popular. So, "Breath of Fresh Air," "Fitz and the Fixer" of course, "Saving Grace," and my thriller "A Thousand Years" will get updated more often.

You may get quicker, lengthy chapters and more of them. The others will get new chapters but not as often. Oh and I have not forgotten about "McDreamy." That is my next update.

So are Fitz and Olivia girlfriend and boyfriend now. Read on and see my darlings. As always leave me "pumpkin seeds" cuz well they make me smile. Enjoy.

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Chapter 13…"Do You Want Me or Don't You?"

Peachy and Beachy!

"I promise I don't need my girlfriend sick on the campaign while I am running for President," he finally said it out loud and hoped she said yes. His heart was pounding so hard just standing there looking down at her beautiful face and features. All he wanted to do was look at her beside him forever.

The word "girlfriend" sounds so 'high school' but to him that is what she was, or is. Olivia is more than that, but if he got down on one knee and popped the question right now it would freak her out. Fitz knew that he loved her, more than he ever thought possible. He was going to marry her one day and if he won the Presidency she would be HIS First Lady. But those things would come in time.

Olivia pulled back and looked at him. "Girlfriend?"

"Olivia," Fitz countered back, still holding onto her for dear life.

"Fitz," she said back, trying not to sound panicked in her voice.

"Liv," he said back, as he touched the side of her face with his hand. He began to rub circles on her cheek. He was trying to calm her fears. With his touch, he felt her breathing slow down but only slightly.

"Fitzgerald," this time she said trying to sound more stern with him. The things she said to Richard, not that long ago, made her realize that she wanted all those things with him. But she was no way near ready for it. Or was she?

"Oy Vay," he said, giggling in the process. "Livy," making his voice almost beg for her to give in and say yes. To Fitz she IS his girlfriend, but he had to make her see that. Screw that…he had to make her want that.

"Governor Grant," she said to him now, as she attempted to pull out of his arms.

"Okay so not funny, Olivia Carolyn DOT Pope."

"DOT! What do you mean Dot? You can't just pull out the "Dot" card anytime you want Fizzy!"

"Oh really now," he said letting his voice trail off. He started to walk up to the hotel with her still in his arms. He was carrying her "honeymoon" style and really wanted to get them up to the room, so they could continue this conversation privately.

"Fitz you can put me down you know."

"Nope, but I do have a better idea." Fitz said as he reached the deck.

"Oh Lord, now what?"

"Well Miss Pope," he said to her as he put her on the deck and he stood in the sand. "How about I give you a piggy back to our room? It would be my pleasure. And just think if there is any press around, it would do wonders for our relationship." He said grinning from ear to ear.

"You want to give me a piggy back ride, here on the beach of all places. Are you crazy?"

"Yes Olivia I am. Crazy about you."

Her eyes widened. She bit her lip, then moved them from side to side. He got right into her personal space and kissed her again. The kiss was light and sweet.

"So, Miss Pope, hop on the OLITZ EXPRESS. I am your ticket to ride," wiggling his nose and winking at her. All you have to do is wrap your arms around me and BELIEVE now and always that we are in this together."

"Fitz, what the hell is the OLITZ Express?" She had never heard that before and wondered if he just made it up. And now she was laughing.

"It's both our names put together. I heard some of the ladies at the bakery call us that today. And the press is starting to use it now. I may change my campaign slogan to OLITZ for the People. I think it has a nice ring to it. Don't you Livy?' He said back to her wiggling his eyebrows, causing her to giggle at him.

She shook her head at him and made him turn around. He bent down for her and she jumped on his back. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and her arms around his shoulders and neck. She felt Fitz exhale. Both were loving every second of this.

He eventually stood up straight but almost fell over in the sand. She giggled behind him and he told her, "If I go down, then remember you go with me."

As he began to walk to the hotel, up the deck that was on the beach, he could hear his security detail fall in behind them. Olivia hugged him even tighter and placed her head on his shoulders as he walked them up to the back of the hotel. They were no press thank goodness but it would make a cute photo.

She told him wait and he knew what she was going to do. She reached into her pocket and grabbed her phone. She asked on his security guards to take their picture. She scooted herself up higher and placed her head on his shoulder. She leaned her face over so they could be touching cheeks.

Fitz lifted her higher and pulled her legs tighter around his body. He was also feeling her breath on his neck, which was definitely not helping how much he wanted her right now. The guard finally said no problem and took an adorable photo of them this way.

Olivia then told Fitz, "This picture is for me and you Fitz and no one else. I don't want to see this in the papers this morning."

"Yes Ma'am," he said and when he reached to where they would enter the hotel he finally put her down.

They walked this way to the back door together, relieved that no one was around. Olivia used her key to open the door, and they went up the elevator to her room. As each "ding' chimed, Fitz inched closer to her. By the time it reached her floor they both got out and went to the door.

She turned and faced him. "So," letting her voice trail off. "This is me."

"I am down there." Fitz said back to her, right behind her. "But my things are in there."

She stood in front of her door unsure whether to let him in "their" room or not. He walked closer to her, and then she could feel his fingers playing with her palm from behind.

"Just go into your room and we'll pretend today didn't happen." Fitz told her this time. But now his stomach was pressed against her back. He placed his hand on her back, and began to rub it up and down. "I have my room key and I can wait here and you can get my things."

"Fitz," she uttered out barely. She turned around finally to face him. There was no doubt that she wanted this man. Olivia said things today that she thought she would never say in her life, but she said them. He lifted his hand and caressed her face.

He leaned his forehead to hers. "So, am I sleeping in my own room tonight or," letting his voice trail off. He then bent his knees and brushed his face against hers, "am I sleeping in my girlfriend's room tonight? That is where I want to be. I want to hold you, Livy all night long in my arms. And I want to be in yours."

He watched her close her eyes. He dropped his voice a few more levels. "I want to be with you Livy, from this moment on. You are everything. Without you, I am nothing."

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DO you want me, or don't you?

"Fitz," she said looking around. She opened the door and let him walk past her, as she finally shut the door behind her. He walked over and stood by the chest of drawers. He leaned against it and watched her process in her mind what to do. She finally took a few steps forward towards him. Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest that she was sure that people in the next room could hear it.

Fitz braced himself against the chest of drawers more, and watched her. She took off her jacket and placed it a chair. He took off his jacket and placed his right on top of hers. She slipped out of her shoes and climbed onto the bed, and then crossed her legs.

She reached out her hand, and used her other hand and tapped the bed for Fitz to join her. He stepped forward with his eyes never leaving hers for a moment. Each step he took in her direction, caused his breathing to become even heavier. When his hand finally encased her smaller one, he felt his breath hitch. He then sat down in front of her, in the same position.

He inched his way forward, so that their knees were now touching now. They just sat there a few moments taking in each other's presence. Fitz looked into her beautiful eyes and saw everything he's ever desired, and needed to breathe his entire life. This beautiful woman sitting in front of him was his everything.

He scooted even closer to her now. She watched him not saying a word. Now he was sitting next to her on the bed. He reached his arm around her, and pulled her into his arms. "Livy," he whispered into her ear, causing her to melt right then and there into his arms.

She rubbed her nose lightly against his cheek, and he turned to face her. "Fitz," she said to him, whispering it into his ear. It sounded sweet, sexy and seductive. He never thought his name coming out of the woman he loved more than anything in the entire world, would complete him in every way.

He wanted to kiss her desperately. He wanted to kiss her in such a profound and powerful way that she knew he was "all in" with her, now and always. He didn't want to use words to tell her how much she meant to him, he wanted to show her. He wanted to finally make her his. Fitz wanted to become hers in every possible way.

He leaned into her, but before he could kiss her again, she placed her finger on his lips, causing him to stifle back a chuckle. "What," he asked her.

She didn't even know where to begin. She was literally at a loss for words at the moment.

"Tell me Livy, that you don't want me as much as I want you right now. Tell me to stop and I'll sleep on the couch. What do you want?"

There was no doubt that she wanted him. "Fitz, what I want right now is for us to hash this out. Hash US out."

He pulled away from her, but only a little bit. "Here it comes."

"What do you mean here it comes?

"I mean Livy, that you are going to over think us and try to fix this. You CAN'T fix any of this. I don't want you to. I need you in my life."

"Fitz," she pleaded with him.

"No, now you listen to me Olivia Carolyn Pope. I want US. I want you and me to be a team. So get who's ever in your head out and listen to me." He turned his body to face her now, cupping her face in his hands. He ran his thumb over her lips.

"Fitz, I can't let you throw all this away ON me. For me. For THIS," she said to him.

"Olivia," his voice becoming strained, "what is that supposed to me. You are everything. You know what the last two and a half weeks has showed me?"

She shook her head no. "That I am nothing without you." He got closer to her, getting into her space. They could feel each other's breath on the other's faces now.

"I can't breathe without you." He took her face into his hands. He could feel her beginning to shake. Fitz told himself to tell her what he was sure she heard him say while they were at her parent's house.

"I cannot exist without you. I want you with me every step of the way. I don't want to hide how I feel about you on the campaign trail. I am not going to hide how much you mean to me anymore."

She smiled at him. "Fitz I cannot let you throw away your chance of winning the Presidency for me. This country needs you."

"Oh come on Olivia," Fitz got off of the bed and started pacing back and forth in front of her. "This country needs me. That is bull shit and you know it. I have always wanted to be President, but what I want more now is YOU."

"I don't want to be the reason you throw the election away. I can't let you do that for this. Whatever THIS is."

"WHATEVER THIS IS? What do you think I want from you Olivia? Answer me?" He was now raising his voice to her. This was something he would have never done in the past.

"I don't know what THIS is Fitz. That is the problem." She now got off the bed and started pacing in circles in front of him. He watched her go back and forth.

"Do you want me?" Fitz then asked her point blankly.

"What?"

"Do you want me Olivia? It's a yes or no question." Fitz walked up to her. She backed up and next thing she knew she was standing on the balcony. She could hear the waves crashing on the shore behind her. The sound was soothing, considering how much tension there was between her and Fitz at the moment.

He walked her into the railing. She could back up no more even if she wanted to. "Fitz, I..." she said to him.

He got right into her face. He asked her again, this time with so much conviction that it startled her.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT OLIVIA? Do you want me or not!"

"I do, but..." Fitz stopped her by putting his finger over her mouth.

"But nothing Olivia. I am standing here before you asking you if you want to be in THIS with me. I REFUSE to hide you in the shadows. I told Cy that point blank. You are going to run with me BY MY SIDE or I pull out of the race and Langston gets the nomination."

"Are you out of your mind?" Olivia asked him in disbelief. "Why the hell would you do that for? This is what you always wanted Fitz, to become the President of the United States."

Fitz took a few steps back from her and went up to the railing beside her looking out at the water. The sounds of the waves crashing against the shore were helping him to calm down now. He then looked down and saw that she placed her hand on top of his own. She intertwined her fingers with his and squeezed.

"My life Livy, like you said, has always been planned out for me by my father, the great Fitzgerald Grant II. He told me what schools to go to, and even tried to get me to marry a girl for political gains. My whole life was set in stone until I put my foot down and told him I would not marry a woman that meant nothing to me, just to make it 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue."

She turned to face him now. She stretched her arm forward and touched his face with her finger tips. This caused Fitz to turn and look at her finally. "Olivia, I never would have thought that while campaigning for the Presidency that I would have found my destiny."

"Destiny?"

"You are my destiny Olivia. You made me believe that I CAN win this. You made look at myself in a whole new way. You changed me. You made me better. You bring out the BEST in me. I can win in November, but I will only do so, with you by my side openly. I am NOT going to pretend that I feel nothing for you. I can't."

"But," but before she could say anything else, he kissed her lightly on her lips.

"You cannot fix this Livy. I don't need to be fixed anymore. You fixed me the moment our eyes met 8 weeks ago. And now, I need to know what you want. Are you in this with me? I can't do this without you." He whimpered at her this time. He pulled her right into his arms, and they just stood there for a few moments looking out at the water.

He kissed the top of her head, and began to trail his kisses down her face. He kissed her forehead, and said "Are you," then he kissed her left cheek, "my girl.." kissed her right cheek, and whispered, "friend or…." He stopped and placed both of his hands on her face and leaned in and touched his lips on hers. Her legs immediately went to jelly, and she heard him say "not?"

She wrapped her arms around his waist and let him pull her in closer. "After Super Tuesday, IF you win the Republican Nomination," she got out, attempting to reason with him. "Then I will be yours, but..."

He squinted his eyebrows at her only momentarily and could feel her begin to pull out of his arms. He pulled her right back where she belonged. With as much conviction and meaning in his voice he then told her this….

"Win or Lose I don't care. I want you by side whether I am President Grant or Governor Grant. Do you understand?" Fitz then lifted her chin so he could touch his nose to hers. Both their breathing slowed and became in sync. Now finally in this place, in her arms, everything was the way it was meant to be.

He rubbed his hands up and down on her back. He felt her exhale and reached her arms out from around his waist and placed them around his neck. He could hear her thinking, "Livy, stop over thinking us. THIS. I am RUNNING. I am WINNING, with you by my side. You have till Super Tuesday and after that debate against Langston, then you are MINE."

"But," and he stopped her.

"Ah," he said startling her, causing her to visibly jump, "you are not fixing or handling me anymore Livy. And if we are going to survive this, whatever we are and could become I need you stand down. You are not in charge of everything."

She had never heard him speak this way before. Fitz leaned and kissed her lightly on the lips. He let himself only linger a few moments, then pulled away from her smiling.

"Fine, for now Fitzgerald." She didn't say anything else because she just knew she would lose. There was no reasoning with him and when Fitz made up his mind on something, she had come to learn. He intended to get what he wanted. It was actually kind of sexy.

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SA-POTUS and DA-POTUS…

She then smiled at him. She pulled out of his embrace and said to him "Come on Fizzy, let's go to bed." She sauntered off, swaying her hips back and forth. She unzipped her pants from the back and he could just see her peach underwear that was covering her luscious bottom.

She lifted up her shirt only slightly and he could see a peach bra to match. She was taunting him and teasing him. She watched Fitz swallow hard, and him shift his hands in his pockets.

"Olivia," he said stalking her, "you know I warned you about calling me Fizzy."

She turned to face him, totally being a tease. She started to unbutton her shirt and one button at a time, taunting him. She continued to back up and right when she got close enough to the bathroom door she stopped.

"Why what's the matter Governor Grant," she got out with all this sexiness in her voice, still unbuttoning her shirt. She had never used this tone with him before and obviously it was working on all levels. "What are you going to do now? Use more of your Superpowers on me?"

She was almost down to the last button now. Her shirt was closed but he could see the bow on the middle of her bra, just peeking out from her blouse. She undid the last button but kept her hands on her blouse, keeping it pulled closed.

He started to walk towards her, starving for every ounce of her all of sudden. She started to move her hands up and down her unbuttoned blouse, just showing just a little bit more of herself to him each time she did so.

"Close your eyes," she told him.

"Why?" Fitz asked her this time.

"Because I asked you too silly. Now Governor, Close. Your. Eyes."

Fitz did as she asked and she walked towards him. She took his hands and placed them underneath her shirt, right on her sides. If he reached his fingers up, he could just grace her bra. He started to move his fingers up and down that were on her back. He started to move his hands and pull her in closer, all still with his eyes closed.

"Livy, God," he whimpered to her. "You are so soft."

He felt her lean forward, and brush her lips against his. "Keep your eyes closed," she commanded him.

All Fitz could do was nod his head at her. She watched him swallow really hard, as he felt her fingers begin to unbutton his dress shirt he wore. With each button she undid, her fingers graced his chest. He chose not to wear an undershirt that day and he was thankful for that now.

With each button she unhooked from its whole, she leaned in and kissed his chest. Fitz inhaled quickly, causing Olivia to giggle at him. When she reached his last button she slid his shirt off his body, letting her fingers rub against his chest, then shoulders as she pulled his shirt backwards. Then leaning her face into him again, breathed in his scent.

She ran her hands up and down his chest, letting her fingers just lightly grace his abdomen, and pectoral muscles. His muscles were well defined, firm, but yet soft. Her hands found their way on them and she started moving her hands up and down on them. She then moved her hands over the top of his arms. The muscles there were large, firm and beyond anything her mind imagined. She had only seen him, obviously with his shirt on before and was enjoying this sweet torture she was putting him through.

After she finished this sweet torture she felt his hands massaging her back up and down, pulling her into his body. He leaned down and placed his mouth right by her neck. He was aching to torture her in return but he waited. He still had his eyes closed, until she said to him, "What's the matter Fizzy, don't like not being in charge?"

"I'll show you who's in charge," he teased her, saying the words right into her ear.

Fitz opened his eyes and scooped her up. "EEEEK, Fitz!" Her feet were now dangling in the air and walked them over to the bed. He placed her down on her knees and slid her shirt off her body.

"So beautiful Livy," he told her. "My word you are beautiful," he told her again as he looked at her. He then watched her lay down and he crawled himself on top of her.

He almost kissed her again but stopped when he saw her arm. She noticed his face and looked at it. Richard left a bruise. Fitz felt himself become enraged.

Without uttering a word, he leaned down and picked her arm up and trailed kisses up and down it. When he reached her bruise, he stopped and nuzzled his face into it and found himself fighting the tears. He looked at her and saw her watching him.

"Hey I'm okay. It's just a little sore Fitz. Really I'm fine." She told him trying to reassure herself and him.

"He hurt you. HE HURT YOU. I swear if I see him again, I'll go for his jugular."

She pulled him down and kissed him passionately. She nibbled at his bottom lip and caused him to moan back at her. Once their tongues found the other, he wasn't mad anymore. She pulled away, and both were breathing heavily now.

"Now you listen to me Governor, Richard is not worth it. He will not come that close to me again. Between the security guards, and everything else, I will be safe. Plus I have you."

He was going to kiss her again but she stopped him.

"Can I ask you something?" Olivia asked him.

"Oh geez," he stifled in a laugh.

"How much can you lift?"

"What?"

"You know how much can you lift? You know weights; bench press. You know you lay down and lift a dumb-bell over your head." She pulled her head back, leaning her head to the side, and winked at him.

He pushed himself up and propped himself above her. He was doing his best not to laugh at her question but eventually gave in.

"Why?"

"Because, you are definitely hotter than I originally thought. If you win the election all the girls will for sure be calling you SA-POTUS or DA-POTUS, with the MOTUS!"

"Excuse me?" Fitz got out between giggles. "What is SA/DA POTUS?"

Now she started to laugh at him. "Sexy-Ass or Delicious-Ass, President of the United States!"

Fitz just couldn't hold it in any longer. He rolled himself off of her and broke out in a huge laugh. He was laughing so hard that he almost rolled himself off the bed. This caused her to laugh at him too.

"What?" She said to him after she calmed down.

"Seriously, Livy. Sexy. Delicious." Now it was making him blush. "Is this what you think?" He turned his body to her and propped himself up on his hand, and looked at her laying there, at him.

"Maybe," she got out, raising her voice and winking at him.

"I don't know what I am going to do with you, Livy." He told her, inching closer to her again. He reached over to her and caressed her face. "I missed you so much. Don't you dare leave me again like that, okay? Promise me."

"I promise you Fitz. I am not going anywhere this time. I will stick by your side." She told him, touching his face with her hands now. She caressed his cheeks lightly and kissed both of them.

"Good," he pulled her right into his bare chest. She nuzzled her head into him. "I am literally going to hold you to that promise."

"Okay," she said back and let out a huge yawn.

"You tired?" He asked her.

"Yes, I guess the busy day finally caught up with me."

"Well let's get ready for bed, and we'll crash." Fitz told her. He wanted her but she was worth the wait. He intended on putting her through the same torture she did to him but at a later date.

"You sure? I know, I mean. I thought we were about to…" she said to him, all embarrassed.

"I can wait. I've waited this long for you Livy. I don't mind waiting for the right time. And now it's not. I don't want to pressure you into doing anything you don't want. I can't lose you, now that I am so close to have you as my own."

"Oh Fitz," she said to him and kissed him.

He then got off the bed and went over to her suitcase and his own. He went and changed in the bathroom and came out in a pair of Navy shorts only. When he looked at Olivia, she dug out one of the "Grant for the People" t-shirts and was only wearing that and a pair of shorts.

"What?"

"I never thought THAT shirt could look so sexy on a woman until now."

"Well Governor, you ain't so bad yourself either."

She blushed and walked over to the bed and pulled the covers down. Olivia got in on her side and him on his. He perched himself above her and rubbed her face with his hands. She leaned into another kiss from him and then finally rolled over. She felt him encase her in his arms from behind and pull her to his body.

She was surprised at how perfectly they fit together. Fitz placed his head in the crook of her neck. He breathed her in and Olivia could feel him smiling from behind her. He lifted her shirt some and placed his large hand on her stomach. She reached down and placed her hand on top of his.

He then wrapped his other arm around her even more. She felt him kissing her neck and smelling her hair. He nuzzled her even more from behind and pulled her even tighter to his body. She felt him exhale but he was still tense.

She rolled over and looked into his eyes. "What's wrong Fitz?"

"Nothing Livy, I'm fine. Go to sleep." He told her.

"Liar. Now tell me."

"I just don't want to ever lose you. I know I wouldn't survive it. The thought of Richard getting to you scares me."

She rolled herself up and laid herself on top of him. His body suddenly reacted to her being this position with him. This was something that she had not done until now. She laid her head on his chest, and kissed him right over his heart. She looked up into his piercing eyes and kissed him again.

She then told him, "Fitz, if he comes around again, I will take care of him okay. I know a guy."

Fitz was never a jealous man until this moment. "What do you mean you know a guy?'

"Let's just say he owes me a favor. I'll have him and another friend of mine keep an eye on him so WE know he's not around the campaign and us okay. Oh and by the way you have nothing to be jealous about."

She felt his hands go on her bare back."I am not jealous Livy."

"Really you are too jealous. You have nothing to worry about okay. This guy is just a friend."

"Promise," he whimpered at her.

"Oh for goodness sakes Fitz, yes. Now let's go to sleep." She rolled off of him but he refused to let her turn around. He placed his head on top of hers and she put hers onto his chest, breathing him in. His skin was so smooth and all she wanted to do was lay in his arms forever.

Fitz rubbed her back a bit more and next thing he knew her breathing slowed down and she was out. He heard her let out a sigh and he made one right after her.

"Livy," he asked her. No answer.

He kissed her forehead and rubbed his fingers over her face. He knew she was asleep but her body reacted to him. She molded her face into his touch and he saw her smile in her sleep.

He pulled her into him and rested his head on top of hers. Before he closed eyes and drifted off he heard her say his name and cuddle up to him even more. He then heard her say "Don't ever let me go, Fitz."

He told her, "I promise I won't ever let you go Olivia. I will never be over you. And that is a promise I intend to keep. You are me are in this together, now and always."

He leaned down and kissed her lightly on her lips again. He then told her, "Goodnight Olivia."

In her sleep she whispered back to him, as if she just knew he would win, "Goodnight Mr. President."

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Okay my loves I leave you here. I know it is not as long as usual but considering it was ALL OLITZ I hope that made up for it and that you enjoyed it.

So Olivia told Fitz they are not a couple till after Super Tuesday. She wants him to win the nomination and whoop Langston's butt. Fitz isn't feeling it but he's going with her plan for now.

I also am aware you are all waiting for their first time. For now I am the "Queen of Making them Wait," and it will be that way for a while longer. As you notice I tend to do that A LOT in my stories.

Their "moment" will happen ONLY when I think they are ready. It has to be right. So until then I thoroughly enjoy "Waiting Game," and writing all their sexual chemistry. They are getting to know each now more than just friends, which is the perfect way to lead into more.

Oh if anyone has any thoughts at what should happen next for these two on the trial let me know. Not sure if Langston will be the VP but I am open to suggestions of any kind. ;-)

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Oh for anyone reading "The Rose," I am having major writers block. So until further notice the story is on hiatus. Sorry loves, but I need to feel out what I want to do next.

I also have not forgotten about "Earning You." That update should be coming soon along with "McDreamy" which is next.

Thank you for sticking by me my pumpkins. Leave me "pumpkin seeds" cuz they make me smile.

Peace, Pumpkins and Peaches….Me's

P.S. Those "three little words" are coming up to. Who says them first…well keep on reading and find out. ;-)