Once the door closes, Liv slides down to the floor, and breaks down. She can't hold back the tears. How could she have been so wrong about anyone, and how could she allow herself to be in that situation? She then thinks what is she going to tell Fitz? Everything is happening in her head so fast; she can't think straight. She manages to get off the floor, and pours herself a glass of wine to calm her nerves, as she sits on the couch.
As she sits back in silence for a few moments; she begins to feel focused, and her thoughts begin to slow down. Suddenly, her phone buzzes; she jumps out of surprise. She grabs her phone, and sees it's a text from Fitz. "Hey I hope you like Thai for dinner; the meeting is ending now, and I am on my way, as soon as I change and pick up the food."
After she reads the text, she knows she has to tell him everything when he arrives, but she is afraid of the outcome. What if he breaks up with her, because he thinks she still wants to be with Jake? Fear and anxiety, are taking root in her mind; she takes a deep breath, drinks more wine and calms herself. She then replies to his text. "Okay, I will see you when you get here."
Realizing he will be there soon; she has to prepare. She gets up off the couch, and goes to the bathroom to clean her face, and remove her make-up. She twists up her hair in the back, leaving bangs in the front. She takes a shower, and dresses in her night clothes, with a robe.
As she sits down to review the statements again; she hears a knock at the door. Initially her heart stops; she gets up and walks over to the door slowly. She looks through the peep hole, and the knock comes again, making her jump back with a little scream. She hears a familiar voice, "Liv are you okay? Open the door." She exhales, and then opens the door, saying its Fitz, under her breath and feeling reassured she is safe. As she opens the door, she prepares herself to be calm and not cry, she's super anxious and scared.
The door opens and he comes in, dressed in his red and blue, Ralph Lauren Sweater and jeans, and carrying bags. After he puts them down on the table, he looks at her as he is talking. He asks, "What took you so long to open the door?" As he looks at her again, he can see she has a look of worry on her face, she's trying to conceal. He walks over to her for a hug, and she falls into him, like she is carrying something on her shoulders of great weight.
He is unsure of what is going on, but knows something is obviously wrong, as he holds her and keeps her from hitting the floor. He worriedly asks, "Liv what's wrong?" He sees she is very upset, and he is very concerned, because she isn't speaking. He carries her over to the couch, and sits her down on his lap. He takes her head in his hands, and asks again, "What's wrong Livy? You're scaring me." She sits in a moment of pause and uncertainty. She doesn't know how to form the words, or where to start. She thought she could fake it through, but she can't. Not with Fitz. She can see he's freaking out; she garners enough strength to begin talking.
She looks into his eyes and says, "Just hold me for a moment okay." He is still concerned, but at least she is talking. So he holds her close to him, she can feel his heart beating fast. After a few minutes of silence, she sits up in his lap and kisses his lips softly. He is hesitant at first, but kisses her back for a moment. She feels his heart rate reduce, and can tell he is calming down. As she breaks the kiss, she strokes his face, and then takes a breath, as he strokes her back. She then repositions herself on his lap and straddles him. She wants to prevent him from getting up and moving if she can, once she tells him what is going on.
He looks at her with some confusion, but says nothing. Fitz knows she has something to say, and whatever it is, she is struggling with it. He is trying to be patient, in hopes of not making things worse. He clears her bangs off her forehead, and lifts her head up to look at her eye to eye. He asks, "Baby, can you please tell me what's going on?"
She nods as she says, "Yes." She takes a breath and says, "I have to talk to you about something, and I don't want you to interrupt me. Just hear me out before you interject okay." Fitz is conflicted about her statement slash question, but agrees to her terms, so he can hear the story. Because at this point, he doesn't know what to expect. He responds, "Okay"
She takes a breath and says, "An hour ago, I had a run in with Jake at my office." Fitz's clinched jaw lets her know he is already mad. Seeing his reaction, she says, "Just hear me out." He takes a breath and nods, advising her to continue.
She explains finding a box with his things at the apartment, and agreeing to meet him at the office to return it to him. She then explains what happened at the office in full detail. The more she speaks, the tighter she feels his grip on her waist. She moves a little to catch his attention, so that he would lighten his grip; he lets her waist go, and puts his hands on the couch, balling up his fists. As she finishes the story the room goes quiet.
Fitz sits for a moment in silence, not even looking at Liv, despite her sitting directly in front of him, and on his lap. She feels him try to get up, and she pushes down on him, and says, "No Fitz. You're not going to leave; please talk to me. We can sit here until you have the words, but say something." She pleads.
He takes another deep breath, he looks down at her hand, and notices it is trembling, and then looks into her eyes. In a calm voice with a hint of frustration and anger; he says, "I am not going to ask if you're okay, because it's obvious you're not. I'm sorry he freaked you out like that, and you were scared he would hurt you. I'm especially glad that Quinn and Huck were there to help you Liv. But what you did was unwise and wreck less. Clearly he is dangerous."
He says referencing the acts of violence, which she never told him about. She is still looking at him and can see the hurt and anger in his eyes; she knows she has messed up, and she isn't prepared to hear what he could say next yet. But she knows she has to hear it anyway.
As he gazes into her eyes, he can see the genuine regret in them; he is angry as hell, she didn't tell him anything about the other incidents. But he also recalls previously telling her, he didn't care to hear anything about Jake anymore going forward, when they were in Vermont. They sit in silence for a moment longer, as Fitz sorts through his next thoughts, and what he wants to say. Liv hopes the next words don't end with, its over or goodbye. She is so scared to say anything, but says, "Fitz I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make a mess with this. I just wanted to give him back his stuff and move on with you."
He looks at her squarely and says, "First of all, you could've shipped him his stuff. You didn't have to see him Liv. Second, you didn't tell me about the other acts of violence when they happened, because you were protecting him. Third, knowing he has violent tendencies, you invite him to your office to get his things, and he almost ends up hurting or killing you. As your fiancé Liv, what am I supposed to think? I told you I didn't trust him, but you wouldn't listen to me like always, when it comes to him."
His anger is so raw and real, his body is stiff as a board. She doesn't know what to do; she doesn't want to touch his face or anything, because she doesn't want to agitate him any further. So she sits as still as she can, and says nothing.
She hopes he sees the repentance in her eyes. He feels his frustration and anger riding high; but he calms himself, as he sees how sorry she is, written all over her face. He knows that beating a dead horse is not going to change anything; bottom line she is safe now, and he is going to make sure she stays that way. Surprisingly, he puts his arms around her, and brings her close hugging her tight. After a few moments, he lets her go, looks her in her face and asks, "Is there anything else you need to tell me about you and Jake?" He asks. She quickly says, "No," While shaking her head.
He believes her, so he says, "Okay, you let Jake be my problem going forward. I will take care of him, because this bull shit between you two stops now! Starting tomorrow you will have a 4 man security detail assigned to you indefinitely, and your locks will be changed. Okay?" She looks at him and sees the conviction in his face, and says, "Okay."
He then says, "Liv, let me be clear, stay away from him. I can't help you if you are seeking him out, protecting him, or enabling him in anyway. It's either me or him." She finally hears the words she knew were coming at some point, but at least they weren't followed by him leaving, and a broken engagement.
She understands his position completely; she leans in to kiss him, unsure if he will return the kiss or not. To her surprise he does, which makes her relax. She hugs him tightly, as they kiss and neck and trade I love you's. He has said it so much up to this point, but never has it sounded as sweet as it does tonight.
She can tell all is somewhat forgiven, but can tell more by the way he makes love to her. So she begins to initiate the removal of his shirt. As he feels her pulling up his shirt, he contemplates stopping her, because he wants to clear his head more before sex. But he sees her eyes filled with a need for affection and confirmation, she is forgiven, so he gives in.
He allows her to remove his shirt, as he unties her robe, revealing her scantily clad body underneath. She's wearing a sheer pink half tank top, with matching boy shorts. She can see his approval of her night ware, by the look on his face, as he stares at her almost naked body. She gazes at his hairy chiseled chest, muscular arms, and six pack, as she runs her hand and eyes down his body, from his face to his crotch, resting her hand on his bulge.
As her robe falls to the floor; she grinds on his cock, he feels her folds rubbing against him, as if they are naked and she can feel him too. He's caught up in the moment as he moans, "Oh Livy." She kisses him deeply, as he squeezes her ass, and she removes her shirt. She is also feeling her nature rise, and the passion of the moment, as she moans, "OOOOH Fitz, you feel so good baby." As he caresses her body, she moans more, his touch is so seductive, and his kisses are so sensual, she feels like she is wrapped in a blanket of pleasure.
He takes her breast into his mouth, and sucks her nipples, like a hungry newborn, his sucking power is remarkable, it's making her clit twinge. She feels her arousal climbing, as he slips his hand between her legs, and massages her folds, as she leans back slightly, to give his fingers complete access to her below.
Initially he rubs her folds through her shorts, as she moans, "MMMMM I'm so wet baby." The seat of her shorts are soaking wet, with her essence. He gets more excited, and pushes the seat to the side, as he slides his fingers into her crease. Her juices are oozing out, as he slides his ring and middle fingers into her core, and manipulates her cunt with his thumb. "OOOH Fitz." She moans.
The pleasure is overwhelming her; she thrusts her hips to the rhythm of his hand movements. Her climax is looming, they can both feel it, as he whispers in her ear, "Cum for me Livy." She responds, Oh Fitz, it feels so good, don't stop." Wanting to feel her release; he quickens the pace, her clit stiffens, and her body tension increases, as she thrusts once more and explodes moaning, "Oh Oh Oh baby mmmm." He feels her juices release, and run down her thighs.