Chapter 14: You're In Love

A/N: This is sort of a filler chapter. But, I felt like I had to deal with a couple of things before the Olitz goodness and the Tom/Kasey cuteness. Please review and let me know what you think, even if you hate it.

She looked up into his piercing blue eyes, noticing the gray shadows around them as he gazed down at her. In that moment, he expressed his needs, his desire, and his want for her. Forgetting that Edison was there with her, Olivia reached up and touched his face. She was about to pull him to her for a kiss, when Edison's voice cut through the sexual tension that was now in the air.

"Fitzgerald Grant," Edison said. He stood up and pulled Olivia to him. "It's good to see you."

"You too, Edison," Fitz said.

"Let me introduce you to my fiancée, O…Carolyn," Edison corrected himself.

Olivia rolled her eyes and shook her head.

Fitz held his hand out to her. She placed her hand in his, and closed her eyes as he slyly stroked her hand while shaking it.

"It's nice to meet you," she said.

"The pleasures all mine," he replied.

"That was a great game, yesterday," Edison said.

"Thanks," Fitz said.

"So, what woke the dragon," Edison asked.

Fitz glanced at Olivia. "There's an amazing woman in my life who just made me see things differently."

"Sometimes all it takes is the right woman," Edison said, tightening his hold on Olivia.

"Right," Fitz said. "Well, it was nice seeing you again, Edison. And, it was nice meeting you, but I should go get my food."

Olivia watched him as he went up to the counter. She felt horrible. She moved out of Edison's grasp, and made her way to the bathroom. She was so glad it was a single bathroom, because her emotions were all over the place. She was turned on, and she felt like bursting into tears. She never wanted Fitz to see her and Edison together, because she never wanted to see him with Mellie. She wished she could stay in the bathroom until Fitz left. But, Edison would notice how long she had been gone, and would undoubtedly come looking for her. She took a couple of deep breaths and opened the door, only to be pushed back inside by Fitz.

"What are you doing?" She asked as he locked the door. "You can't be in here."

He grabbed her face and kissed her. She parted her lips, and he slipped his tongue inside. Fitz backed her up to the wall. She pulled him closer to her. This was what she had been wanting since he'd started those hot ass text messages. Fitz tried to kiss her neck, but was met by the high collar of her jacket.

"What the hell is this?" He asked, trying to move it away.

Olivia giggled. "To cover up your love marks."

He laughed quietly. "Yeah. I got a couple of those myself. The guys gave me a pretty hard time about them."

"I'm sorry."

"No, you're not."

She smiled. She was and she wasn't. She looked at his neck and saw one. She traced it with her finger.

"We can't leave marks anymore. It was careless." Then, reality hit her. "I should get back out there," she said. "Before he comes looking for me."

"Can I see you tonight?"

"I have to watch the game tonight," she told him.

"We can watch it together," he suggested.

"And, how much of the game would we actually watch?" She asked, knowing they wouldn't be watching the game.

He moved closer to her, closing any space between them. "After the game?"

She tried to move away, so that she could say no. Being that close to him, made it hard to deny him. Fitz realized what she was trying to do, and stopped her from getting away.

He leaned down and placed his lips barely inches from hers. Olivia leaned forward to kiss him. He held her back. "Say yes, Livvie," he whispered with his lips almost touching hers.

Her breathing increased with the anticipation of the kiss. "Fitz, stop teasing me," she whispered.

"Say yes," he repeated and lightly grazed her lips with his tongue.

She whimpered. "Yes."

He smirked and captured her lips with his. She eased her fingers in his curls and pulled him closer. Fitz's hands were traveling all over her body, eliciting tiny moans from her as his fingers skimmed over her. Feeling herself get lost in the feelings and sensations, Olivia gently pulled away.

"I should go," she said, quietly.

He took a step back and nodded. "I'll see you tonight."

She smiled. "I'll see you tonight." She opened the door, and slipped out.

"Are you okay?" Edison asked when she got back to the table.

"Yeah. Are you ready to go?" She asked.

"Sure," he said, standing up to join her.

He held the door open for her as they walked outside. He reached down and grabbed her hand, walking across the street with her. Once they were in front of the building, he pulled her to him and kissed her. Edison tried to push his tongue in her mouth, but Olivia refused. He pulled away and looked at her confused.

"You've been gone for almost a week. I have to get to work. You have to get to work. We don't want to start anything we can't finish," she said, and kissed his cheek before quickly disappearing in her building.

/

Fitz felt his blood boil as he watched Edison kiss Olivia. He knew he had no right to be angry, but he felt like Olivia was his in every sense of the word. That ring that was on her finger didn't mean anything to him, just like that ring that was on Mellie's finger didn't mean anything to him. But, she was spending the night with him, not Edison. That gave him some comfort. He hated the situations they were in. He was engaged to Mellie. She was engaged to Edison. Selfishly, he wanted her to leave Edison. He knew that wasn't fair, since he was tied to Mellie, but he wanted her to be his and only his. The feelings he felt for her were unlike any he had ever had before. They were indescribable. She was like the sunshine in his day.

He had managed to calm down by the time he made it to his mother's house. They usually had lunch once a week. But, in between feeling like a loser, getting arrested, and falling in love, the week before, he had missed their weekly lunch. When he called his mother, she said she didn't feel like cooking, so he picked them up a couple of sandwiches, and saw Olivia in the process. He walked in and saw Edith sitting on the couch, reading a book.

"Hi mom." He kissed her cheek.

"Hi honey. How are you?"

"I'm great. How are you?"

"Great hunh?" Edith put her book down. "You must have dumped Mellie," she said.

He chuckled. "No, I haven't."

"Oh." He noted her disappointment. She looked at him, tilted her head, and looked at him again. "Who is she?"

"She who?"

"Fitzgerald, you're smiling. Everything about you screams, I'm in love."

"Well, I'm smiling, because I'm with the most amazing woman in the world, right now," he said, hoping to charm her into letting it go. "Our sandwiches are in the kitchen," he said, hoping that would signal the end of that conversation.

"Mmm-hmm," she said, and followed him in the kitchen. "Well, I for one will be glad when you dump Mellie. I hope whoever she is, can make you do that," Edith said, letting him know that it wasn't the end of the conversation.

Fitz furrowed his brows, and looked at his mother. "Are you saying you want me to cheat on Mellie? That you would be okay if I did?" He sat across from her at the island and opened his sandwich.

"If? You already have," she bluntly stated.

He wondered if she noticed the look of shock on his face. How did she know?

Edith took a bite of her sandwich, and smiled. "You have hickeys," she said with amusement. "In all the years that you've been with Mellie, I have never seen a hickey on you. And, now you have quite a few."

Fitz smiled and shook his head. Liv was right. They couldn't be careless like that anymore. But, what was he supposed to tell his mother? He would love to tell her about Olivia. But, Liv's situation was different with her hidden identity and everything.

"You should bring her by. I want to meet her," she said calmly.

"Mom."

"Fitzgerald, you're in love. I want to meet her," she stated with finality, and he knew that was the end of that.

"Okay," he conceded.

"Will she be at the game, Sunday?"

"I doubt it. It's hard for her to get away as it is. I'm pretty sure she won't be able to make it to Arizona," Fitz explained.

"Isn't your bye week the week after that?"

"Yes ma'am."

"I'll cook dinner. You'll bring her by."

A part of him was excited about his mother meeting Olivia. He wanted them to know each other. He wanted them to call each other, and have lunch together. That's what he wanted. But, something told him Olivia wasn't going to be okay with it.

After lunch with his mother, he went home and changed into a turtleneck sweater in preparation for his dinner with Mellie and her father. He didn't want to see Mellie, but he had to. The last thing he wanted was for her to get suspicious. She was too conniving for her own good, and he didn't want her to start scheming, and find out about Olivia. He meant it when he told Olivia that he would always protect her. And, part of that protection was to keep Mellie somewhat happy. He looked over at her and shook his head.

"Hell of a game you played yesterday," Phil said. "Hell of a game."

"Thank you," Fitz replied.

"Whatever you did last week, I want you to do it again this week. That includes staying with Cyrus."

Fitz sighed. Staying with Cyrus the week before had been fine. But, this week, he wanted to be with Olivia. And, he couldn't be with her at Cyrus's. At least not the way he wanted to. "I'm sure Cyrus is tired of babysitting me," Fitz said.

"I already talked to him. He's fine with it," Phil said.

"Daddy, Fitz and I can't spend any quality time together when he's with Cyrus," Mellie whined.

"Mellie, quit whining. You're not kids who need to spend every waking minute together. Besides, this is quality time. And, the man declared his love for you on national television. Apparently absence makes the heart grow fonder," Phil said.

"Honey, I'm so glad you're not angry with me, anymore," Mellie said, as she looped her arm through his.

"What are you talking about? I'm still angry with you," Fitz said, moving away from her.

"But, in your press conference, you said –"

"I know what I said. That doesn't change the fact that I'm still angry at you."

"Mellie, what did you do?" Phil asked.

"Nothing. I just signed us up to do that football wives reality show."

"You signed you up. I didn't sign anything," Fitz pointed out. He felt himself getting angry with her all over again.

"I just think it could be good publicity," Mellie said. "Think about it, Dad. Fitz and I could show the world that there are football players out there who are in love and don't cheat."

Phil narrowed his eyes as he thought over what Mellie said. Suddenly, he started laughing. "I've got to give it to my baby girl. She is a genius when it comes to PR."

Mellie practically leapt out of her seat with excitement. "You think so, Daddy?"

"Definitely."

Mellie shot an 'I told you so' look at Fitz.

"Fitz, you should do the show," Phil told him.

"Nope," Fitz said, shaking his head.

"Your image is one of the worst in the league. Showing the world that you're a man in love will turn that around."

"I told the world I'm a man in love. They don't need to see me do anything, but go out on the field and win. Besides, Cyrus is in charge of my PR, not Mellie. I will not have my fiancée with her hands in my career," he said, firmly.

"But, I already signed the contract," Mellie whined.

"That's your problem," Fitz said. "You can do the show. I won't be a part of it."

"Then, it won't work. And, I'll just look stupid."

Fitz shrugged his shoulders. "Not my problem."

"It is your problem," Mellie shrieked.

"You know what? I'm gonna go. I don't want to argue with you, especially, in front of your father. Goodnight," he said as he got up from the table.

He was so thankful that Mellie was intolerable. Just by being herself, she gave him a reason to leave. Now, he had plenty of time to go home and plan for his night with Olivia. He called Cyrus from the car.

"Hello?" Cyrus answered.

"Cyrus, I know I'm supposed to be staying with you tonight, but as you know, I'm an engaged man," Fitz began, hoping he wouldn't have to lie to Cyrus.

"Say no more," Cyrus cut him off. "Don't make me regret this," he warned Fitz.

"I won't. I'll see you tomorrow."

When he ended his call with Cyrus, he heard Tom clear his throat.

"Sir?"

"Yeah?" He looked up and caught Tom's eye in the rearview mirror. "I was wondering if I could take the rest of the night off. There's a young lady I would like to take to dinner."

Fitz chuckled to himself. Maybe love was in the air. "One condition," Fitz said.

"What's that, Sir?"

"You're going to have to stop calling me Sir."

"Okay, Mr. Grant," Tom readily agreed.

"You must really like this girl," Fitz noted. He had been trying for the longest to get Tom to stop calling him sir.

Tom smiled. "I do. You ever have that feeling where you just know that there's no other girl like her, and you just want to be in her presence?"

"Yeah," Fitz said, thinking about Olivia. He wanted nothing more than to be with her everyday, all day. Thoughts of her consumed him. Seeing her at that bar that day was the best thing that could have ever happened to him.

"All right Tom, you're off," Fitz said when they got to his house. "You can take one of my cars, if you want."

"Thanks, but I want her to know the real me. So, I'm taking my car," Tom said.

"Alright," Fitz said. He patted Tom on the back.

/

Olivia was at the office, watching the game with her team. She had went home earlier showered, changed, packed an overnight bag and helped Kasey get ready for her date with Tom.

"Your boy is doing his thing," Harrison commented. It was the fourth quarter, and she couldn't wait for the game to be over.

Olivia smiled. "I knew he would." David McCall had finally gotten his start as quarterback, and he was showing out. He was giving one of the best defenses in the league pure hell. They were already up by two scores, and the kid was not putting on the brakes.

"I take it you'll be staying here, tonight," Harrison said.

"If anybody asks, I was here. But, I'm leaving shortly after this game is over. Once I get everything squared away," she told him.

"What?" Abby and Harrison asked.

"I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?" Harrison wanted to know.

"It doesn't matter."

Harrison groaned and went in his office.

At the two-minute mark, the phones started ringing, and the emails started coming in. Olivia smiled. Everyone wanted first dibs. She and Harrison immediately went to work. Abby helped Quinn field the calls, placing sponsors they wanted to deal with on hold, and letting the others know that their services were not needed. After about an hour, she gave Harrison a stack of papers.

"I've spoken to David. He knows he's supposed to come in tomorrow at nine and sign these contracts. Can you comb over them for me?"

Harrison gave her a look. She knew he was upset that she was keeping secrets from him.

"Please Harry. I'll owe you," she said.

"Alright fine. But, this secret shit with you and Kasey has got to stop. I worry about y'all," he said, clearly frustrated.

"I know. But, we're okay. I promise," she assured him as she turned to leave.

"Fine. Go have your little affair," he said, stopping her in her tracks.