HI.
Sorry for my absence for this story, but I do deeply appreciate the reviews and DMS. Good news, I was playing on ending this story in 2-3 chapters but as I kept writing I found, I still have some story left to tell.
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She rotates between standing sideways and turning to her front as she eyes herself in the full length mirror. The tight strapless black dress manages to enhance her growing features- with only a barely noticeably bump, Olivia feels positively beautiful in a way she has never felt before.
Starting a family and giving birth, while are imminent due dates it hasn't truly dawned on Olivia until this very moment that she is caring life inside of her. How strange and peculiar that her life changed so drastically in a matter of months.
Her hand covers the smile on her face embarrassed at her own lack of awareness.
She's going to be a mother.
"Wow"
Every time she sees his face or hears his voice her soul smiles. She blushes at his compliment, as she watches him walk towards her in the mirror.
On instinct his hands lay lazily on her waist as his lips tickle her neck.
"You look beautiful."
"You're just saying that." Olivia retorts quickly hoping to ease the butterflies in her stomach.
"I'm not."
Olivia looks at Fitz throw the mirror "don't laugh, but it just dawned on me that I'm carrying life."
The room that was once warm and vibrant became stiflingly icy. Her pregnancy is the one thing, they never talk about. Fitz while he has been around, his support has been close to nonexistent as has hers but with her stomach as physical proof of life, Olivia knows she won't be able to hide her pregnancy for much longer and more than that she has reached the point in her life that she no longer wants to be a secret or raise a child in secrecy.
Tears begin to form as she waits for Fitz to say or do anything but he does nothing but stare at her with a look she has never seen before.
His eyes drop to her stomach and for a second Olivia thought she would faint at the intensity of his stare.
Shakenly his hand lies gently on her stomach.
For a second nothing is said but only the silent confirmation of what is evolving.
Gently her hand lies on top of his as they look at one another and see the other for all that they are and possessive.
/
The restaurant was vibrant as men and women clamor around the table, laughing joyfully amongst family or friends.
"How late are we?" Olivia asked as they were walking through the crowded Italian restraint.
"Ten minutes." Fitz says as he leads the way to the table where his friends were sitting.
"Sorry guys, traffic was bad."
"No problem, we just got here."
Olivia watches the interaction between Fitz and the man with brown hair and green eyes. She can see why they would be friends and co-workers both have a similar look and appeal. Before she met Fitz she could only imagine the thousands of women dropping to his feet.
"Derrick, this my Olivia."
Her head rises quickly at the statement, she supposes she should be angry at the thought of being a possession but her heart leapt at the thought of being his. The sweet term of endearment made her stomach bubbles with nerves of excitement.
"Nice to meet you, Olivia. Fitz talks about you constantly- in fact I have never seen him so whipped."
A deep laugh escapes her mouth at changing Fitz into a whipped man, an accomplishment she does not take lightly.
"Well, someone had to get him under control." Olivia says affectionately as she taps Fitz's bottom lovingly as he winces in false pain.
"Olivia, this is Amber; my wife." Derrick said introducing his wife.
For over an hour the group conversed and laughed over everything and nothing.
"Olivia, where did you and Fitz meet?"
Silently both cover the smirks on their face with their glass.
Olivia sighs heavily knowing that if people knew half of their story they would easily run away or judge the dynamics of their relationship.
"Well, we met at a coffee shop." Fitz reached for Olivia's hand as he entwined his hand with hers.
"She wasn't interested me."
"I was." Olivia turns to look at Fitz clearly with the upmost sincerity "I was interested in you the minute you walked in the door."
"Why didn't you say anything?"
Olivia gives him the look that causes his face to turn red with embarrassment.
"Right." He whispers sheepishly
"I liked him too much." Olivia turns to acknowledge the couple they were dining with.
"So what happened next?" Amber asked with excitement
"I wanted her so I became persistent."
"I didn't put up much of a fight." Olivia says coyly as she recalls sleeping with Fitz the very same day and doing things to him, she has never done before.
Somehow telepathically Fitz is recalling the same memory Olivia is. How that night and day he stole Olivia like a thief in the night and while he took what was his- it doesn't change the destruction their union has caused but still if he could go back and change the past he would leave it just the way it is.
She shivers slightly at the feel of his heavy palm caressing her thigh, as she watches the way words seem to fall from his lips.
"Fitz, why have you kept her hidden for so long?" Amber asked
He smirks softly "It wasn't about keeping her hidden, but when something good happens in my life I tend to keep it close to my heart."
She kisses him softly on the lips as she wipes her lipstick from his lips.
"Derrick."
"Yes, Olivia." He says giving Olivia his undivided attention.
"Tell me something embarrassing about Fitz."
"Oh-"
"Shh, Fitz."
"Something embarrassing about Fitz" Derrick repeats the question "He hasn't actually done anything embarrassing but I know he had some ex's who did crazy things for him."
Olivia chuckles shortly before looking at Fitz, watching the lack of eye contact on his part as he tended to his dinner.
"We're going to the Posh nightclub , would you guys like to go?" Amber asked feeling the tension and awkwardness brew between Olivia and Fitz.
"No."
"Yes."
Fitz turns to look at Olivia "you sure you want to go."
"Why wouldn't I?" Olivia asked daring Fitz to challenge her.
"What did one of Fitz's ex's do?" Olivia asked as she began cutting her vegetables, the lightness of her voice placed everyone at the time in ease except for Fitz who was reading clearly between the lines.
"I never dated any of them." Fitz hushes out softly, in hopes of softening the blow.
"Well" Derrick said with an exaggerate pause "he had one girl hopelessly in love with him that she was willingly to leave her husband for him."
"Derrick-"
"And what happened?" Olivia asked completely ignoring Fitz's plea
"Fitz gave her a pity fuck."
"How considerate" Olivia said coolly as she turned to look at Fitz squirm in his seat.
"Derrick, that's not really-"
"No, I'm having a good time learning all about your past transgressions."
"Fitz, never lied to any of them but they always wanted more."
"Of course" Olivia said smiling all too perfectly "he's good lucking, he's rich, he's mysterious and he's good in bed."
"There was one girl that Fitz really liked."
Suddenly Olivia's ears began to ring as she felt a rush of blood pumping vigorously through her heart and head.
"Derrick enough." Fitz said firmly
"I want to know about this girl, just in case I have any competition."
"You don't have any competition, Liv." Fitz smiled softly hoping to reassure Olivia.
"What did you do for her?"
Fitz sighed heavily, wanting desperately not to discuss this matter.
"She was my girlfriend."
There's a look that can't be described, the way his eyebrows furor in protest, how his lips concave as he tries to hide his discontentment.
She knows he's lying.
"We should get going" Amber said
"You know, I'm not feeling well so were going to have to plan for another day but this was a night to remember." Fitz said warmly as everyone at the table exchanged goodbyes.
"Liv?" he calls for her, but she doesn't answer.
"Liv" he sighs heavily annoyed how a great day could end on such a terrible note.
"Why, haven't you said anything about her before or the other girls you slept with?"
"Because they are my past" The light turns red and Fitz stops and turns to gaze tenderly at Olivia "and you are my future." He caresses her cheek as he smiles gently at her.
With her lips pressed against his, she devours his very essence in hopes of removing any tracing of them and leaving only her remnants etched on crevices of his lips.
/
"Let's talk." Fitz said once upstairs in their bedroom, knowing Olivia wouldn't be able to let it go without getting whatever she needed to talk about off her chest.
"I'm fine."
"You're not fine, so let's talk about it."
The stop to the closet came to halt at Fitz probing her to talk.
"Fine, I'm disgusted by what you have done."
"What I've done?" Fitz asked for clarification
"You slept with a married women out of pity" Olivia exclaimed as she struggles to remain strong in front of him "did you sleep with me out of pity too, did you see married, bored wife and decide I needed a pity fuck?"
"You're being disgusting, Liv." Fitz said walking away to unbutton his shirt
"Am I lying? You saw my ring and decided today would be the day to screw me."
Fitz towers over Olivia as he looks down on her. "Is that what you think?"
"I didn't until I heard Derrick talking about this not being your first rodeo."
"This." Fitz points between the two of them "has never happened before and Derrick doesn't know what and who I do in my damn time."
"He wasn't lying about her, but where you lying about me?" Her voice drops as her brown doe eyes glimmer with unshed tears.
"It was the other way around. I saw the ring on your finger but I wanted you and I was hoping for a miracle that you would give me a pity fuck."
"You wanted me?"
"I wanted you the minute I laid eyes on you."
His body gives out on the bed as he looks up at the ceiling "the married women; her husband was cheating on her."
Olivia moves to sit beside Fitz on the bed as she waits for him to continue "he was cheating and she wanted to feel good about herself, I didn't mean for her to fall in love with me."
"How did you get so close to her?"
"She worked for me at my company, I noticed a decline in her productivity and had a meeting with her and that's when she told me and it was my fault for blurring the lines but I saw her as my friend and so I listened to her and I was there to consul her."
"Who wouldn't fall in love with you" Olivia whispered
"Does she still work for you?"
"No." Fitz responds quickly hoping to remove any doubt.
Olivia takes a deep sigh of relief as she looks at Fitz with tears falling down "I don't know who you are, Fitz."
"You know me." He pushes the stray hair behind her ear "it's not something I'm proud of."
"I never felt pity for you Olivia, I only pitied myself."
Olivia is shocked by Fitz's statement, stunned.
"That's not possible, Fitz. When Derrick told me about her and your past girlfriend…I became sick to my stomach at someone else touching you and you being there for them."
"You're jealous?"
"Yeah." Olivia whispers shyly "and then you never told me about your girlfriend."
"Come on, Liv." Fitz says realistically "you haven't told me about your ex's, you think I should go over every girl I slept with?"
"I don't like thinking of you with someone else."
"Liv, how do you think I feel?"
"What?"
"You are mad at ex's that are no longer a part of my life yet your husband is still actively in yours."
"Fitz they saw you, in a way that I thought only I did." Olivia said completely ignoring Fitz jab at using Adam against her.
"Exactly, how I feel about you and Adam except you're not competing with them for me."
"You're not competing with Adam…" She sits on his lap as she looks down at him "you have me and I want you…sometimes I want you more than I can explain."
"As long as Adam is still your husband, I will always be second."
"Fitz…" she whimpers "I'm trying to end that."
"Liv, you need to put yourself in my shoes. Adam is still fighting me for you. What you feel for those girls doesn't compare to my dissatisfaction with Adam being your husband and not me."
"I'm sorry" Olivia says meekly as she begins to see the pain Fitz must go through with having to think about Adam.
She sniffles softly with her arms folded "I didn't know you had a girlfriend before."
He knows he wasn't supposed to laugh but he couldn't help it "did you think I was monk, Olivia?" "I had girlfriends' I was even engaged to the one Derrick is talking about."
A moment of silence passed.
"You were engaged to her" Olivia whispers as she moves to sit up from the bed to look at Fitz, unbelievably heartbroken at the admission that he wanted to marry someone else.
"Yeah"
"What was her name?"
"Mellie." Fitz says simply as bumps began to form over Olivia's skin at the sound of her name being voiced from him.
"That's a terribly name."
He chuckles loudly as he brings Olivia down to his chest. "Well, she wasn't all that perfect either."
"What happened?"
"Well, we were together for three years and I thought it was time I went ahead and married her but I found her in bed with one of my friends."
Olivia gasped loudly at the thought of someone cheating on Fitz. How could someone cheat on him, when he's perfect. Fitz is everything and the idea that he was cheated on, in some ways removes the illusion that comes with him- that he's human and that even a man as amazing as him can be cheated on too.
"Wow"
"Yup, I like recreating history." Fitz said jokingly as he rubbed Olivia's back smoothly
"Were you upset?"
"You know I really wasn't, I was more relieved and numb."
"Why weren't you upset, she slept with your friend?"
"She told me that I wasn't in love with her and that I never gave her attention…I couldn't blame her."
"You didn't love her?"
"I thought I did but I see now what love is supposed to feel like."
Tears fall freely from her eyes as she smiles up at him, gently she outlines his face as she stares at him with wonder and awe as to how she got so lucky to have found him.
"I'm so lucky to have you." Olivia whispers as she hovers over him.
Something festers inside him, bubbling on the surface as he watches her move around their room as she continues her nightly beauty regime. The light in the room manages to shine perfectly on her and wearing only her nightgown, Fitz can't recall the last time he has been so unbelievably turned on. He caught the tiniest bump beginning to form.
Every time he begins to feel excited about the pregnancy his mind goes back to the constant fear that this baby wouldn't be his. Could he raise Adam's baby, would Olivia go back to him if it came back to being his.
"You're looking at me." Olivia warns breaking Fitz from his reverie.
"Come here so I can get a better look."
She giggles before standing in front of him.
His eyes, they blazed with some unknown need as they travelled across her face. She feels alive under his warm gaze. Her skin starts to prickle as the usual tension thickens between them burning along her nerves. In this moment, with his whole being solely focused on her, Olivia understood clearly why every woman he meets falls in love with him.
His hands run up and down her sides, his palm is warm and heavy on her skin. She moans into his mouth as he gently touches her collarbone. Unconsciously she hooks her fingers into his pants to pull him closer, and feels the hard pressure of him against her stomach.
Their bodies so close together that they could feel the heat radiating under their fingertips. In the cover of darkness, there lies light peeking through the cracks.
"You're perfect." Fitz whispers on his lips
Her response was instant, a moan of unbridled joy passing her lips as she pressed into him. It felt like home, like her entire being had been balanced upon a precipice until they touched again - a preordained moment of utter bliss. Her arms wrapped around his neck without reservation as he changed the angle of their kiss. She leans up to him, and lets his stubble scratch her face and his hands, his palms, spanning the sides of her waist.
The tightening in his pants strains to be freed; calmly she lifts her eyes to meet his warm stare as she begins to unbutton his pants watching keenly as they fall to the ground. She grabs him gently, and he hisses out a curse word in pleasure.
Olivia looks up, and encounters that intense dark gaze that pins her to the spot. His expression is focused, his eyes alight with something she can't quite describe but it leaves her dizzy and a little lightheaded, and suddenly, Olivia is all too aware of his warm and smooth skin under her fingers, his own unsteady breath ghosting over her face.
Her heart speeds up at the moment she feels his fingers ghost across her nightgown gently removing it from her body. A slow winding finger finds its way up her spine under his watchful gaze, and she feels heat rushing to her cheeks at the contact.
Without saying a word he picks her up and carries her to bed.
He watches how her chest rises and falls under his stare, with his hands on her knees, gently he spreads her legs apart so he can see her- every inch.
He nips, very delicately at her breast, and she breathes out shakily as she struggles with biting her lip to hold back a higher, less dignified sound that is threatening to come out with every flick of his tongue.
She watches him kiss her breast, how he sucks her nipples into his mouth greedy, as she arches her back beckoning him to take more of her.
Uncertainty courses through Olivia at Fitz's halt in movement at the sight of her stomach.
What she and Fitz did was wrong and though she lives in a time where she does not have to wear the scarlet letter on her chest, life has a way of balancing the misdeeds and their transgressions.
Tears begin to form as she watches the wave of emotion radiate on his perfectly troubled face. Olivia has never regretted her decision but only the devastation that came with it, because of her actions she can't give the man she loves the assurance he needs in the creation of their child.
She sobs loudly at the sight of Fitz kissing her stomach and whispering words she cannot hear.
She brings Fitz back up to her as she kisses him with a fury she has never tasted before.
"I wanted to please, you." Fitz whispers on her lips
"No" Olivia turns Fitz on his back as she moves on top of him
"You do everything for me; let me to take care of you."
Olivia strokes her tongue to against his lips, as she glides her hand over his shaft, sliding it up and down torturously slow and steady right to the tip of him, then back down to the base. She watches Fitz hiss in pleasure, never once taking her eyes off this glorious human being. With every rub she feels him getting stronger, harder, the surge of blood coursing to his beautiful penis.
His blue eyes remain glued to her as he watches her in amazement as she tends to him.
He sits up in bed as he watches her kneel before him, his eyes glaze with a fire she has never seen before, how dark clouds covers the iris of his eyes as he watches her place her hands on his thighs.
The intensity of his stare makes her blush with fever.
"Is this what you want?"
"Yes" he commands deeply.
She kisses the tip of his cock, making his long legs jerk under her fingers and his hips buck.
An indelicate explicit escapes his mouth, causing Olivia to snicker to herself at the affect she has on him.
She kisses his tip before opening her mouth and taking him. His eyes remained glued to her, fighting the urge to push her down so that she takes all of him; his hands play with her hair removing it from blocking his vision.
He can't take his eyes off her, he never wanted nor requested that Olivia cater to him in such manner but the sight of her on bended knees tending to him has left him paralyzed. Looking up from underneath her eyelashes, her gaze locks with his while she sucks him. Despite the contact she cannot mistake the look of heat in his eyes, the way the muscles in his neck strain when she swirls her tongue around and across the slit at the tip of his cock, she takes more of him in her mouth as she remains focused on his blue orbs- hovering closer to the brink of madness. His hand comes up to cradle her head and tangle in her hair as his taut belly rise and fall with insufficient breathing.
"Fuck" he groans as he rubs her hair soothingly. His breath is heavy and filled with passion that causes her to moan softly, sending him closer to the edge.
He licks his lips as he watches her smile shyly at him after swallowing his essences.
After a moment, his breathing stills and he looks at her, and smiles in a way that she has never seen.
"What are you smiling about?"
"You." He licks his lips as though her remnants are still etched on his lips.
"Me?"
"Who wouldn't be happy with what you just did to me.
She plays with his chest hair as she looks down at the conjoined bodies "you know, I never done that before."
"What?"
"Blowjob."
"Really?" Fitz looks down at Olivia's embarrassed face.
"You're my first."
He pauses for moment as he recalls Adam talking about Olivia never going down on him or him never being allowed to taste her very essences.
"Thank you, but why was that?" Fitz asked more than curious as to how and why Olivia choose him.
"I found it all repulsive but I saw you and I suddenly was not so disgusted by the idea." she says shyly playing with his chest hair
"I'm honored."
"Fitz."
"Yeah?"
"I have my first doctor's appointment this Friday at 3:00. You can come if you want"
"I wouldn't miss it." " he responds tucking a strand hair behind her ear before smiling at Olivia happily.
/
The waves were crashing on the shore.
There is something peaceful about water yet something mysterious about it depths; there is no beginning and there is no end. Once inside the deep abyss of the ocean, you swim indefinitely until finally Mother Nature is done with you.
She turns to her left and watches the serene look on his face as he sleeps. She kisses his cheek gently, pleased that he was resting comfortably.
The ceiling lights up and she knows he's calling.
She contemplates answering it before finally reaching for the phone and her robe and walking out the room.
"Livvie?"
She doesn't answer, she can't. So much of her life isn't fair but then she looks at Adam and sees he's the true victim and worst of all she can't fix his problem this time- she is his problem.
"Liv, I know you're here. How are you?" Adam asked hopeful
"Adam, I'm fine. It's late…you can't keep calling me."
"I thought you wanted to hear from me."
She sighs heavily as she looks at the ocean from her window.
"I need to see you."
"Adam, I can't do that."
"Cause of him?" he said with venom dripping from his voice.
"Adam, I moved on and I'm so sorry for what I have done to you but you have to let me go."
"I can't" he whispers as he downs his bottle of Jack as he rubs his face in hopes of waking up.
"I keep seeing this all as some kind of a bad dream; I keep thinking eventually I'll wake up from this but it hasn't stopped. The voices in my head…they keep getting louder."
"Adam" Olivia hushes out
"I need to see you." He begs
"Please…" she begs
"You can save me, Liv. Give me the answers I need."
"Adam…"
"I love you and I know you don't love me right now but I'm still here…I'm not giving up on you or us."
"You need too" Olivia warns "I love you, Adam and I don't want to see you like this…" her voice breaks off as she begins sobbing on the phone.
Tears fall from his eyes as he wipes the tears away but they only come back faster.
"You were my best friend, Liv."
"You were mine too, Adam." Olivia says through the tears
"How can you expect me to be okay with my life falling apart and not trying to salvage the remaining pieces I have left?"
"I don't know." Olivia replies hopelessly "I want to be happy, Adam and I am but I need for you to be happy to."
"Then meet me Liv and maybe I'll start feeling better about myself."
"I'll think about it." She whispers before hanging up.
/
His eyes glimmer with tears as he pops another pill in his mouth as he watches Olivia walk around the house she shares with Fitz.
There's hope.
