The next day they left to go on their honeymoon in Belize, Mexico. They slept the entire plane ride because they were exhausted. They had to take a boat ride to their private island to stay at their luxury resort called Cayo Espanto. It was beautiful and secluded. There was wine and beer already chilled and waiting for them when they arrived.
The first day was spent relaxing. All of their stress and worries from the past few months and especially the last few weeks seemed to disappear. Fitz soon realized that when Liv was relaxed and drank a lot, she became a different person. He liked Drunk Liv. He imagined that this was how she was in college. She was so open and honest. He admired her strength even more because he saw the different personas that she had to make to protect herself. He always thought she was poised and controlled in the boardroom because that was her personality. Now he knows that she could be a complete mess but she was only that way with him which made him love her even more.
He watched her have her giggle fits as she finished drinking the entire bottle of wine. He took the bottle from her as she lays flat on her back on the bed, "How are you feeling?"
Giggling and slurring her speech, "I feel fan-tabolous! I am here with my wonderful husband without a care in the world right now. I haven't felt this good in a long time."
He smiled, "I am glad that you are happy and relaxed."
She smiled but then he noticed that she became deep in thought. He laid down on his side beside her propping his head with his elbow. He ran his fingers up her arm, "What are you thinking about?"
She sighed deeply, "Life. More specifically, the journey of life. I never thought much about fate or destiny. I always dealt with whatever obstacles life threw at me. But now I see that everything, every relationship, every obstacle, every mistake, and every stumbling block was simply preparing me for you. I look back to past relationships and how I used to think love was supposed to be or feel. Now I know that I never felt real love until I met you. I once asked myself why didn't I meet you sooner. Why couldn't I have met you in college when I lived in California? It would have save me the pain and heartache from Jake and all the other guys I dated in college. But now I look at it from a different perspective. If we had met in college, we wouldn't be here now. After college, I was always going back to DC. No man was going to change that. You would have gone with your father's plan to marry Mellie. We would just have been a wasted opportunity. Like you once said everything happens for a reason. We went through everything we had to so that our hearts could be ready to embrace the kind of love that we have for one another. Sometimes you only get one shot at true love. You are it for me. I want to thank you for waiting for me."
He kissed her softly, "I would have waited forever."
She giggled, "You are so corny sometimes."
He laughed at her, "And you, my dear wife, are drunk."
"Give me a break. I have been told that I am super honest when I am drunk. It's like a truth serum. I cannot lie."
Fitz sat up in the bed, "Okay, so I can ask you anything?"
"Anything."
He thought for a minute, "Who is No-name that Abby was referring to at the rehearsal dinner?"
She giggled, "No-name is Henry actually. I dated him my freshman year in college. He was a senior and we broke up after he graduated."
"Why did you catch him cheating or something?"
She giggled louder, "No he caught me cheating. I don't do the whole long distance relationship thing well. That is why I broke up with my high school sweetheart. But Henry left for the summer to do an internship after graduation while I stay at school. He surprised me on day but the surprise ended up being on him. He saw me out on a date with another guy."
"So he broke up with you?"
"You would think so but no. He wanted to work things out. I realized that it wasn't going to work so I broke up with him."
Fitz was taken back by what he heard, "So he caught you cheating and still wanted to stay with you? Wow, dude was weak."
"Yeah he was." She turned to look at him, "I miss Allie."
"Me too. We will see her in a few days. I just wanted some alone time with my hot sexy wife."
She giggled, "I get all giddy and tingly when you say that. I am your wife. It's hard to believe that I am someone's wife. You actually made a commitment to me. I just knew you were going to back out. I thought you just proposed to keep me from leaving you again. Then you wanted this quick wedding and I kept thinking that this was happening so fast. I kept looking for signs of doubt in your eyes but I never saw any. If I had, I probably wouldn't have married you."
He stared at her with serious eyes for a few minutes. Alcohol was really her truth serum. She had no filters. She always spoke with care and tried to be aware of his feelings. But he felt like for the first time she was speaking from the heart. "What did you think about me when you first saw me?"
Without hesitation, "I thought you were an arrogant jackass. You were late for my first meeting and you half paid attention to what was being said. Most of the time when I was doing a presentation you would check out my ass or my boobs." She laughed, "I started wearing tighter clothes when I knew you would be in the meeting. I like when I wow people with my mind but I would be lying if I said I didn't like the attention I got with my body as well. I thought you were the example of white privilege. Then you made that comment at lunch about kids ruining your life, I knew then that I had to distance myself from you."
He thought back to that moment, "So if Allie hadn't gotten sick-"
"We wouldn't be here." She finished his sentence.
"Thank God for fate."
She burst out in the most unconventional laugh he had ever heard. He stared at her like she was crazy. "Liv what's so funny?"
"I have to go to the bathroom and I can't feel my legs."
He started laughing at her silliness, "Okay no more drinking for you." They continued to laugh as he picked her up out of the bed. He threw her over his shoulder and carried her to the bathroom. He put her down in the bathroom and closed the door so that he could clean up the room by throwing away their empty bottles. He heard her running a bath. He grabbed the room service menu. He ordered dinner for them and joined her in the tub. After their bath, they ate dinner and talked the rest of the night until they went to sleep.
The next day, they decided to go to the beach and to do some sightseeing. Fitz wore his red swim trunks that Liv had bought him with a white tank top with brown flip flops. Liv wore her white two piece bikini with a white body wrap around her bottom half and white flip flops as well. They both wore their shades as they walked hand in hand throughout the various shops.
Fitz stopped and bought a beer at a local bar while Liv went inside a store to look for something for Allie. Liv eyed several t-shirts and other trinkets trying to decide what to buy. She didn't notice two college kids staring at her in the store.
One of them walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder, "Excuse me, Miss. Are you from the States?"
She nodded her head, "Yeah, California."
They exchanged a look and the guy spoke again, "Cool." He handed her a card, "We are having this awesome party tonight at this club. You are welcome to come as one of our VIP guests. Just show this card at the door and they will let you up to our section. Bring a friend if you want."
She took the card and put it in her bag, "Ok, I will think about it."
The guys walked out of the store and Liv went back to shopping. Fitz came in the store as she was checking out. She showed him the things she bought as the cashier rang them up. They left the store and stopped at a few more shops before heading to the beach.
Liv took off her wrap and rubbed sunscreen on Fitz's body. He rubbed some on hers. Fitz walked to the Jet Ski rental stand to rent a jet ski for them. He was standing in line behind a few guys.
"Damn, look at the ass on that honey." One of the guys in front of him made the comment. Everyone turned around but him. He was not going to look at woman that was not his wife. In his mind, they were just young kids and they could look all they wanted but he was a married man with eyes for his wife only.
The guy's friend looked at the woman, "She is fine as fuck. I would love to have a piece of that."
Another guy commented, "Someone should tell her that that white swimsuit is hot. It would look even better if it was on the floor with her on top of me."
At the mentioning of white swimsuit, Fitz turned to where they were looking and noticed they were talking about Olivia. He felt his blood starting to boil, "Guys, I really don't appreciate you making sexist comments about my wife."
They all looked at him in disbelief. The first guy looked him over, "You mean to tell us that fine ass woman is your wife."
Fitz stood toe to toe with him, "Yes, that's my wife and you got one more thing to say about her before I beat the shit out of you."
The guys back off of him and rented their jet skis. Fitz joined Olivia after renting theirs. They had to wait about 30 minutes before it was their turn.
When Fitz sat down in his chair, Liv noticed that something was off about his demeanor, "Baby, is everything all right?"
He looked at her, "Yeah." He turned to scan the beach and noticed a few guys looking their way mainly at Olivia. He frowned at her, "Did you pack another swimsuit besides that one?"
She was shocked by his tone, "Yes but they are all two pieces just like this one. I thought you liked this one."
He started to get angry, "I do but I don't want the whole damn beach looking at my wife's ass and wondering what it would feel like to fuck her."
She took a deep breath, "Fitz, it shouldn't matter because you are the one that I am with. You are the one that I am married to. I don't care if they look."
He got up and stood over her, "You don't care that every guy on this beach wants to fuck you. You don't care that they are looking and objectifying you."
She scoffed, "Really, Fitz? Objectifying me? That's the best you can come up with. How many women have you objectified? How many women did you see as a conquest? How do you think I feel when I go into your office and know that you have personally bent several women over your desk and fucked them? Have you thought about that? No, you haven't. But now you have a problem with guys looking at me. I guess you want me to wear an ugly balloon looking swimsuit and look hideous so no one will objectify me. That's stupid."
"Don't call me stupid."
"I didn't call you stupid. I am calling your thought process and ideology stupid. Learn the difference." She got up from her chair and walked towards the beach.
He called out to her, "Where are you going?"
She turned, "I am going into the water. I want to swim but more importantly, I want to get away from you."
He watched her as she walked away. She went into the ocean and swam a little while. He sat in his chair and replayed the conversation in his mind. He knew that he was wrong. She did ask him about the swimsuit before they left the room. She looked great in it as she always does in whatever she wears. This was the first time he really ever noticed that other men found her attractive as well and it was eating him inside.
He calmed down after a few minutes. He noticed it was time for them to walk to the Jet Ski area. He walked towards the water holding a towel. She started walking out of the water once he reached the edge. When she got close to him, he wrapped the towel around her body to dry her off.
He looked at her sincerely, "I'm sorry. You are right. I get jealous sometimes. This is all me. It's my issue not yours. I am going to work on my issues. Let's not ruin our honeymoon. Will you please ride on the jet ski with me?"
She knew this conversation needed to be discussed more but right now she wanted to have some fun with her husband, "Ok."
He rented the Jet Ski for an hour. He drove her for 30 minutes and they switched letting her drive for 30 minutes. It was fun and exhilarating. The argument had been forgotten. There were screams of excitement and laughter. The closeness of hugging each other while bouncing on waves was just what they needed.
After their ride, they left the beach for lunch. Fitz was more attentive and affectionate than he was before their argument. It was a fact that didn't go unnoticed by Olivia. He kept her at arm's length never allowing her to get more than a few feet from him. At first she thought the extra attention was sweet but after while it started to get a little annoying.
After lunch and sightseeing, Liv was ready to go back to the room. She was quiet and only responding when he asked her questions. They made it back to the room and Liv took a shower to wash off the ocean water before taking a nap. Fitz noticed a change in her but he decided not to say anything to her. He was right. It was his problem and not hers.
He showered and looked at brochures to see what they could do that night. He made a few calls to plan a romantic night for his wife. After an hour, Liv woke up to find Fitz shaving in the bathroom. She decided to let go of her anger and resentment. They were a work in progress.
She walked into the bathroom and put her arms around his waist from the back. She kissed his back, "Whatcha doing, sexy?"
He smiled and continued to shave, "I am getting ready to take my beautiful wife out for a romantic night with her idiotic husband."
She kissed his back again, "You are not idiotic. You are kind and sweet. You are very emotional and sometimes the wrong emotion takes over."
He turned to face her, "You know that I will never put my hands on you or try to hurt you in any way."
She kissed his lips, "Yeah, I know."
He kissed her back, "Good. You have an hour and a half to get dress. I want you to wear something sexy and wild."
She laughed, "Ok, I will wear something just for you."
She walked to the closet and brought out a tight blue maxi mini dress that was sure to hug every one of her curves and her matching blue Louboutin shoes. She did her hair and makeup. As she was cleaning out her bag to switch to her clutch purse, she came across the flyer that the guys had given her in the store.
She turned to Fitz who was getting dress as well, "Babe, how long are we going to be out?"
He thought, "Not too long. We should be done no later than 9 pm. Why?"
She showed him the flyer, "Some guys mentioned this party to me earlier and gave me this flyer plus some girls on the beach were telling me about it. They say it's a really nice hangout spot. I figured maybe we could drop by and check it out if you want."
He read over it, "Sure babe. I have no problem with that."
Fitz dressed in slacks with a blue polo style shirt to match Liv. She wore her hair down in her natural curls that he loved so much. Her makeup and jewelry were flawless. She was a stunning vision and he stood in awe of her beauty.
They walked to the pier outside their room where a small yacht was waiting for them. Fitz had planned a romantic sunset dinner cruise for two complete with wine and music. The cruise took them out into the ocean. They stood on the deck with Fitz holding Olivia in his arms looking out on the horizon. They were at peace.
During dinner, they had a nice upbeat conversation about everything from their future plans at work and their future plans as a family. Liv told him that she hadn't taken her birth control pills since they had agreed to try to have a baby. That made him excited about the possibilities of having a child with her in the near future. They talked about the conversations with her parents on the dance floor at their wedding which made both of them laugh. The evening was fun and light. It felt like what a honeymoon should feel like.
They toasted as the sunset on their evening. Sunsets hold special meanings for them. Fitz proposed at sunset. They got married at sunset. So that made this evening even more special. After dinner, they slow dance to soft music outside on the deck in the breeze. They were in their own little world. They always worked out fine in their own world but life was full of distractions. Fitz worked hard to make up for earlier and that's what he did.
