They arrived late the night before. They went straight to their hotel, both exhausted. Fitz made sure the plane was suited for Liv to sit for 5 hours. Their hotel, The Langham on 5th Avenue was in a perfect location. Fitz figured she could shop and relax all at the same time. Fitz reserved the Empire State Penthouse Suite. It's humungous of course, swanky, and totally for the rich. But it had the space he needed to meet with Cyrus and Marcus when needed. They fell into bed when they got there and fell fast asleep. Fitz cleared the schedule for Saturday and Sunday, just for him and Liv. Monday, they would be meeting with building inspectors, construction crews, and even security to see what happened and if Fitz's suspicions are correct.
It's Saturday morning and Liv wakes up, realizing Fitz is not there. She looks over at the clock on Fitz's nightstand that reads: 10:50AM. Her body is operating 3 hours earlier, California time. She reaches for Fitz to find his spot empty and a bit cold. She calls for him, getting no response. But her cargo lets her know they are awake with a few kicks, "Good morning you two. Are you looking for daddy too? He usually talks to you in the morning." She sits up in the bed and notices the note by her bedside. She reads is aloud:
I figured you'd sleep in. Marcus, Cyrus and I went to the building to take a bird's eye view of the outside. At 11AM they'll be a knock at the door. JC will be bringing you Saturday Brunch. I gotta make sure my girls eat. Then, put on something cute and sexy. We are going shopping and tonight, you and I have a date. We are going to the Met to see one of the greatest love stories, next to ours, Romeo & Juliet. I want to celebrate the day, one year ago, you and I laid eyes on each other. I'll be back soon.
I love you!
She smiles and rubs her stomach. He never ceases to surprise her. She finally lifts herself out of the bed. She puts on her robe and makes her way out of the room. She opens the door to find a dozen of red roses and two dozen of pink roses on the table. She quickly mouths, "Fitz, what did you do?" She walks over to the red roses and lifts the card. It reads, "Livvie, you are my dream come true and my home!" She realizes she hasn't stopped smiling since she walked into the room. She then lifts the cards on the pink roses. The first one reads, "Princess 1, I can't wait to hold you and spoil you!" She reads the second one, "Princess 2, I can't wait to hold and spoil you too!"
She's about to text Fitz when there is a knock at the door. She walks over slowly, "Yes," she says as she looks through the peephole.
"Mrs. Grant, this is JC with your brunch," he answers.
She opens the door, "Come on in!" He kind of stands a little startled, realizing who she is.
"You are…." he says slowly.
"Yes, I am," she laughs.
He shakes himself, and remembers to bring the cart in. "Your show is cool."
"Thank you very much!," she looks at the large cart. "I understand my husband left you implicit instructions."
"Yes ma'am. You are not to lift a finger. When you are done, just ring #3 on the phone and I will come and clear the room." He answers as he uncovers the food. It's all her favorites, greek yogurt with mixed berries and granola. He ordered the cracked pepper bacon she loves with avocado toast and crinkle cut french fries with ketchup. She pats her hands together, ready to dig in.
"Can I get apricot jam? And why two glasses of milk?"
"Yes ma'am. I was instructed to give you two glasses of milk. He said I am not to move the glasses until you have," he looks nervous, "You know…"
"I know, until I have finished it. Fine!" She laughs.
"I'll get the apricot jam," he says as he starts making his way out of the room.
"You can let yourself in when you come back," she instructs as she gets her phone to text Fitz.
Liv: Really, two glasses of milk.
She waits a few seconds. Waiting for him to respond.
Fitz: Yes, you don't drink enough milk and don't argue with me. Did he do as instructed?
Liv: Yes he did, poor kid is nervous about it.
Fitz: Good..
Liv: (She sends a laughing emoji.) What about you? Did you have breakfast?
Fitz: We had pastrami and swiss on rye with brown mustard from Katz Deli. It was amazing.
Liv: Fitz, that should not have been breakfast.
Fitz: (He sends her a smiling emoji) It was for a growing boy.
Liv: I'm putting you on a diet.
Fitz: This body is perfect and you know it.
She sends him fire emojis which makes him blush.
Liv: I can't argue with that. Btw, Romeo and Juliet both died in the end. (She reminds him)
Fitz: (He quotes Shakespeare) "For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo."
She sends him a string of heart eyes.
Fitz: Now go feed my babies. I love you.
Liv: Love you!
JC returns with the apricot jam, "Will that be all for now?"
"Yes, thank you!" she says sitting down as he leaves. She starts to eat the amazing spread he has laid out for her.
Fitz, Cyrus, and Marcus are standing outside of the building in Chelsea looking up at the damage while scanning the blueprints. They can't enter the structure until Monday but they can see the damage from where they stand.
"What I don't understand is how we had structures fall 3 floors?"
"Well we need to access the monetary damage as well. We are going to have to fix these floors," Marcus says.
"I'm not worried about that," Fitz says as he walks around to one side of the building as he looks at the Do Not Cross, strips that are up.
"It's not as bad as it could be, but if someone did this we don't know who we can trust on this project. Or, was this just a freak accident?"
"Maybe it was but I have a gut feeling it wasn't," as he looks at the concentrated side of where the collapse happened. "How is Mr. Graham?"
"Good news there! He sustained a broken leg and arm and a busted knee cap and a mild concussion. He started running as soon as he heard the noises and looked up," Marcus says.
"We are lucky he didn't fall the 3 flights down. We need to figure out why he was here. It was after hours. The clocks stop at 5," Cyrus says.
"Make sure all of his doctor bills are sent to us. And I am sure he's going to need physical therapy. Make sure we cover that too," Fitz says he walks back from the side, instructing Marcus.
While they are talking, someone in a black tinted car is watching them talk. "Just enough," the voice says as he pulls out of his spot and drives away. Fitz takes no of the black car but thinks nothing of it.
"I need to get back to the hotel and take care of my wife. What are you two going to do with the rest of the day?"
"I'm going to head over to Greenwich and spend the weekend with my sister. She says I don't visit her enough." Cyrus says.
"You don't," Fitz answers. "Tell Annie I said hello."
"I will."
"And you Marcus?" Fitz continues.
"And I am going to head over to Jersey and spend the rest of the weekend with my mom and dad. They are happy I'm here," Marcus finishes.
"That sounds great. We are back here bright and early on Monday, 8am," Fitz reminds them.
They all agree and go their separate ways for the rest of the weekend.
Liv has taken a shower and changed clothes, waiting for Fitz to get back, when her phone rings. She looks down and sees it is Abby. She takes a deep breath. She was hoping Abby would wait until she got back but she also needs to have this conversation.
"Hey," Liv answers.
"Hey," Abby answers, not as excited as Liv.
"Abby," Liv says slowly. "I'm sorry. I really am….leaving on such short notice."
"I figured it must have been an emergency. Lonnie is going to fill in next week. I am sure she will be okay. What did you want to talk about because I need to talk to you about something?"
"Well, you go first," Liv insists.
" I had another meeting with . They are not letting up on this."
"I thought we agreed we weren't doing it. Now is definitely not the time for me."
"Yes, we agreed on that and that's still the plan. The only caveat is that they want to take the next year and a half building the concept for the show with all your input and then shopping the networks."
Liv gets a sad look on her face. She knows she's about to put a wrench into everything. She stays quiet.
"Well, say something Liv," Abby says anxiously.
"I know this is an amazing opportunity and you deserve this," Liv butters up the blow.
"You deserve this I feel a but coming." Abby says.
"But, I have given this a lot of thought. Especially after the show the other night."
"Are you talking about Cheryl and Brad? That call got a lot of emails and messages. You were really great with the advice for her and the other mothers that called in."
Liv sits up on the couch, "It was a great humbling night and put some things into perspective for me."
"Like what?" Abby asks with a very intrigued forehead burrow.
"I really need to prepare for these babies. I need to be prepared if something happens. What if I go into labor early and they have to stay in the hospital. Fitz and I really need to be prepared."
"And you will be Liv."
"I think I need to give up the show for now."
"Give it up…."
"At least for the next year." I think it's what's best."
"Was this Fitz's idea? He wants you barefoot and pregnant and home. You got rid of one man who held you back to marry another.."
"Abby, Fitz doesn't even know I've been thinking about this," Liv defends as Fitz slowly comes in hearing his name. He stays quiet.
"He won't object to it," Abby says with a slow anger.
"I am sure he won't. I just feel like I need to do this. I am having twins Abby. They're going to have a tough road coming into this world. My schedule is going to be all over the place. I just don't think I'll have time to devote to the show like I'll need, not while they are so little. I don't want a nanny raising my babies."
Abby is quiet. "So, is this your notice?"
"I would like to give you another 3 weeks."
Abby takes a deep breath. Fitz stands listening. He can guess what this conversation is and he's surprised, to say the least. "Okay, when you get back we need to have a meeting with everyone and start the transition."
Liv is taken aback by her seemingly agreeable and accommodating attitude, "That sounds good."
"Okay, I need to get going. I need to start figuring some things out."
"Okay," Liv says sadly as they hang up. "Damn!"
"Hey," Fitz speaks up lightly.
She turns to him quickly, seeing him standing in the doorway. "Hey, I didn't hear you come in."
"What's going on with you and Abby?"
"Nothing," Liv says quickly.
"Liv," he says sitting by her on the bed, grabbing her hand.
She is silent as he moves her curls behind her shoulders. He loves when her hair is freshly washed and she leaves it wet. She looks at him, "When you said you wanted me to come here with you I didn't even think about it."
"I was pleasantly surprised," he smiles.
"I didn't think about the show. I don't even think I cared. My thought was being with you. I needed you and I thought you needed me here too.."
He can't stop from grinning., "I do….Selfish, I know."
"And I feel selfish because I just thought about you and our babies. Abby was there for me, I should be there for her."
"You are a good friend," he assures her. "Look at me," he says, making sure she's focused on him. "You should be thinking about me and our babies. We are a family now.
"The show I did the other night that turned into me counseling mothers. They talked about their challenges and how their partners are standing beside them," she stares into his eyes with words only he can understand, "You are there for me whenever I need you. It's making this journey that much easier. I could be one of those mothers easily and that show really got to me. "
He traces her hand as he brings her hand up to her lips and nips at her fingertips gently, "You are going to be a mother. It's all real for you now. That's why it's affecting you.."
"You know I love what I do. I love what Abby and I created together but I think I want to help women like Cheryl and countless others. I want to focus on that. There is a percentage of women out there that have no one to talk to about their feelings... They don't have someone there to hold their hand. I want to focus on that."
"That sounds great. You have a way with talking to people. I am sure Abby can find a way to incorporate that into the show."
"I told Abby I wanted to be off the show for a while. I have been thinking a lot about it." Fitz is completely surprised. "I need to prepare for our babies, emotionally and physically. And sometimes I take the world home with me after the show. That's a string of emotions I can't mix with this, right now," she says rubbing her stomach. I want you and I to be ready. You and I need."
Fitz studies Liv, "Abby doesn't seem like the type that wouldn't understand that."
"Well, we were approached by Mel Friedman."
"The television producer.."
"Yes, and apparently he and his silent partner think Olivia Pope should move from radio to television. We told them no at first, but they aren't taking no for an answer."
He moves in kissing her lips, "I don't like the sound of the silent partner. That might make me jealous. Probably some guy with a hard on for my very sexy and very hot wife."
"I hardly think it's that. But, they want to take the next year and a half developing the concept for the show and building the team. That's not something I want to focus on now but I know Abby and she wants to try this."
"Listen, it's up to you. We will cross that bridge when it's time, if you want to. Right now, don't worry about them, let's worry about our Princesses and starting our family."
Smiling for the first time, since talking to Abby, "That's definitely what I want." He kisses her nose. "Enough about that. I can't believe it's been a year since…."
"You flirted with me, with fruit, in a public restaurant."
"You flirted with me too mister."
He laughs, "And then you purposely bumped in to me."
"I recall you bumping into me and holding me just a little bit too long to be a stranger."
He entangles her fingers with his, "That's just it, we weren't strangers. We were meant!"
"Like the song says, we were destined to be."
Fitz breaks out of his haze of her, "No, you Temptress, we have plans."
She smiles, "Yes, you promised me shopping, drama, and romance. Get those sexy vanilla cheeks in gear mister, let's go." She makes him help her up, she goes toward the living area, "Add New York style pizza to that list," she yells as he laughs following her.
The last week has been a blur for Pilar. She was released to go home two days ago and bruises from the incident are left for her to look at and remember what was done to her. She believed she knew who did it to her but she didn't want to alert the police so she acted dumb. She acted like she didn't know. Her mother even had her suspicions.
"Mama, I'm okay. I told you that."
"Meha, I know he did this to you. I know he did. He never gets his hands dirty but he gets what he wants. You tell me, have you been talking to him.."
"No Mama, I haven't."
"Meha, don't lie to me."
"Mama…."
"Tell me!" She yells, knowing that Pilar is lying to her.
Pilar starts to cry, "He found me on campus 2 months ago."
"I knew it! Then all of a sudden something happens to you. What did he want from you?"
"Nothing. He just wanted to make sure I was staying quiet."
"And…"
"Sex! He wanted sex. He said Olivia messed up his life."
"So, he wanted to use you for sex."
"Yes, he did."
"And you did it?"
"What else was I supposed to do Mama?"
"You were supposed to tell me and Olivia."
"I didn't want him to come after you. Olivia has protection, you don't."
"I'm your mother. I am supposed to protect you," She begins to cry.
Pilar rushes to her side, "Don't cry mama. Don't cry. We take care of each other."
"Not like this," she shakes her head. "Not like this."
Fitz and Olivia are getting out of the Black Cadillac Escalade in front of Saks Fifth Avenue. It's the first stop on the famous street. Fitz has arranged for them to do some shopping. He was able to secure a private box at the Met for a performance of Romeo & Juliet Liv has never been to the Met and she feels like she's stepped out of her own fairytale and she's Cinderella and he's her Prince.
"I can't believe you." She says.
"What?" he answers innocently.
"The Met! A shopping spree! . Are you doing your own reboot of Pretty Woman?"
"No, because Edward found Vivan under unsavory circumstances. I found you in my dreams. The stars were written for us."
She's swooning at his words. He makes her weak at the knees when he speaks to her so soft and so sexy. He stares at her with those deep blue eyes. She kisses him, forgetting it's full on PDA right there in front of Saks. People pass by smiling and a few even whistle at the pair expressing their love. They both laugh staying glued to each other's lips.
The driver clears his throat, "What time should I be back?"
Fitz unwillingly breaks the kiss, "4pm. I'll text you which store."
"Very well sir," he answers getting in the car and driving away to find somewhere to park. The hazards of New York streets.
Fitz has already reserved a sales lady to assist them. When they walk in, they are quickly greeted by Ashley who is more than eager to help them.
" ," she says quickly with a smile that turns into a lick of her lips. Liv quickly notices.
"Yes, and you must be Ashley?"
She comes out of her haze of Fitz's features and stutters to respond, "Yes, I am Ashley and you must be Mrs. Grant, the Olivia Pope," she answers, "Congratulations!"
"I am and thank you," Liv answers glibly.
"It's very nice to meet you," she says trying to redeem the obvious drooling way she greeted Fitz. "Well, I have already pulled some dresses for you to look at. Do you have a designer that you prefer?"
"No, I like them all. If the style catches my eye, that's all that matters. I am pregnant, of course, but I don't want to look like a waddle."
"I know what you mean," she answers.
"No dress will match this beautiful woman's body," Fitz interjects as he kisses her temple. Liv hits his stomach burying her head in blushing embarrassment, in his chest as he kisses the top of her head.
Ashley is mesmerized by Fitz's adoration of Olivia, "Okay, let's get started!" Ashley starts walking ahead of them.
"What was that?" Fitz asks snickering, knowing exactly what it was.
"Did you see the way she licked her lips at you when we first came in? Liv whispers annoyed.
"Women do that to me all the time. Occupational hazard of being so sexy," he jokes.
She swiftly hits him in the gut with the back of her hand. "Excuse me."
"I'm sorry, that wasn't funny." He says as they keep following Ashley
"Oh, so you aren't denying you noticed it," she says.
"Of course I did," he laughs.
Ashley stops in front of them, turns to them, pointing them to the left, "Right this way," she says.
They get settled in the private room reserved for them, quickly taking a seat. He whispers in her ear which makes her giggle and ache in her core, "The only tongue I want licking this body is yours."
Breathless, she says, "Fitz!" As she looks to see a twitch and bulge tint in his pants.
"You see what you do to me," he finishes as he tries to slowly cross his legs which Ashley notices. As she thinks to herself what a damn lucky lady Liv is.
Ashley clears her throat, "Let's get started!"
And they spend the next hour trying on dresses and finally deciding on a blue Alberta Ferretti tieback halter top chiffon dress with a Christian Louboutin Sucre Glace Leather Pumps with the matching ballet flats for later because Fitz promises her a surprise that will require a lot of walking. The rest of the after consists of going to Gucci, Valentino, and Louis Vuitton while eating treats at every store..
Edison sits in his office, going over some documents. Marta has been sitting there, waiting to be announced to Edison as she listens to his secretary make dinner reservations for him tonight at one of his go to places. She gets off the phone and buzzes Edison that he has a very unexpected visitor.
"Who is it?" He asks, annoyed at the disruption.
"She says her name is Marta Hernandez. She said she would know who she is."
Edison drops his pen, surprised by the announcement of who it is. He starts to straighten up his desk. "Send her in." He gets up from his desk and walks over to the door to open it for her. They first stand eye to eye before she walks in. "Have a seat," he says as he walks back to his desk and takes a seat. "What can I do for you?"
"You can leave my baby girl alone," she answers.
"I'm afraid I don't know what you are talking about. And your daughter is no baby or a girl. She's a very grown woman."
"Did you have to hurt her?"
"Who did I hurt? What are you talking about?" He says snidely.
"You know who," she answers near tears.
"Enlighten me," he says sitting back in his chair, putting up his feet.
"She told me you contacted her again and you two have been…," she can't say the words.
"You didn't have a problem with us fucking before. If I remember correctly, you went in your bedroom and blocked it all out." That sentence stings Marta as it adds to her guilt.
"So you send guys to hurt her because fucking her isn't enough."
He looks at her, surprised by her admission of his, what he thought was unknown guilt, "I still don't understand what you mean."
"I want this all to end."
"Marta I don't know what you think I did but I have to be in court in an hour and I don't have time for your accusations," he says getting up from his chair ready to escort her out. "I would like to say this was a pleasure."
Marta gets up from her seat, "You are a heartless man."
"Thank you," he answers as he lets out. He closes the door smugly.
Fitz and Olivia are leaving the Met, Olivia's makeup is slightly smeared from crying. Fitz is holding her hand as they walk through the lobby. They were greeted a few times from people who recognized who Olivia was. Fitz can never get over the people who fawn over when they see her but he can sympathize. He can sympathize because he fawns over her too. He can't say enough how she takes his breath away.
"Did you like it? Or, better question, how much did you love it?"
"Stop making fun of me, it was amazing. I didn't expect to cry. These babies have made me overly emotional. Do I look that bad? I need to freshen up my makeup since I don't know where you are taking me next."
"Your makeup is beautiful. You look beautiful. You look perfect for where I am taking you next, the surprise."
"Just tell me already….or at least a hint."
"You will see shortly," he says tweaking her nose, which she will only let him do.
"I'm hungry," she says.
"Don't worry, I've taken care of that."
They get into their reserved car and the car takes off into the direction of the hotel, so she thinks. He reminds her she should change her shoes. She looks at her watch, noticing it's close to 11pm.
"Please give me a hint," she says as the anticipation is killing her.
"I had to pick something that would keep you excited and you wouldn't go to sleep on me. You've been doing that a lot now."
"I am carrying an extra two people around. I can't help it," she laughs.
He laughs, "Sounds like a perfect excuse to me."
The car is getting closer to the surprise as it swerves into its spot. She's looking out of the window. "The Empire State Building," she says.
"I thought this was a perfect way to end our date."
"I don't understand," she says confused.
"Have you ever been to the top?"
"No, I haven't...have you?"
"No!"
She's overcome and overwhelmed, "What are we going to do up there?"
"An Empire state of mind," he answers as he leads her in the doors as the security unlocks the doors and lets them in.
"Why is no one else here?"
"I can't romance you with thousands of tourists watching, now can I?"
She quickly grabs him and kisses him, "You spoil me."
"I hope so," he says as they go to the elevator and journey up.
Marta has made her way to Edison's house. He didn't change the codes to the gate, so she's able to go right in. She no longer has keys to the house so she sits outside in her car and just waits for him. She gets a call from Pilar.
"What's up Meha!" She says cheerfully.
"We need to talk, Mama. I don't like how we left things this morning," she says.
"I am sorry too but I promise you, everything is going to be okay."
"I know it is. Where are you right now?"
"Just taking care of something," she answers quickly.
"Mama, are you okay?"
"I'm fine! Don't worry about me. Mama loves you."
"I love you too!"
"Bye, I gotta go," she says as she hangs up, leaving Pilar to wonder where she is and what she is doing.
Fitz and Olivia make it up to the top of the building. They step off the elevators and go through the doors to be met by the lights of the Big Apple. She looks over to see New York style pizza waiting for them with a little table and chairs and a single rose. There's even a bowl of fruit sitting there to commemorate the occasion of their first meeting.
"Fitz, we could have had fruit and pizza in the hotel room."
"Yes, we could have," he says as he brings her to the table. "But that's a little boring."
"You are truly the most romantic man in the world. How did I get so lucky?"
"I am the lucky one," he says as he pulls out her chair and helps her sit down. He sits down in his chair. As she just stares at him. "What?" He asks
"I know why we didn't meet sooner," she says. He looks more than interested in her answer. "I don't think we would have appreciated each other like we do now. We had to choose wrong to make our way to each other."
"I always wished we had met sooner but if I had to be unhappy to find out what true happiness is, then I'm glad fate had its own plans for us."
"Why do you think Romeo's first reaction was to believe she was dead? He killed himself, he didn't wait."
"He didn't wait because he didn't want to know the pain of what he thought in that moment was reality, his heart was gone."
"And she awakens to find her heart is gone."
"Yes, so the alternative was to be where her heart was.I know how he felt," Fitz says sadly. She looks at him, knowing where this is going. "When you left, I told you that killed me. I wanted to stop the divorce. I figured why not live in misery since you were gone."
"You would have stayed with her," she asks surprised.
He pauses, chewing his slice of pizza, "Not because I wanted too. My heart was gone. I wouldn't have felt the pain of my reality with her. I would have been numb to it."
"Deep down, I knew I couldn't abort our baby but I was so scared. There was so much fear. I honestly wasn't sure if I'd ever come back but I felt like even if I didn't have you, I'd have a piece of you that would be with me for the rest of my life. I would look into its eyes everyday and see you. You would be there."
"Like Romeo and Juliet, true love makes you make crazy decisions out of fear."
She smiles, "Would you kiss me?" She says randomly.
"You don't even have to ask," he says as he reaches over the table to kiss her.
Liv laughs, "I don't think the girls like that. They are kicking up a storm."
"They are really rude when they are hangry," he says, making them both laugh. He reaches over and feeds her a piece of pizza. They eat and enjoy the night air and the glare of the lights. The blares of the horns sound like a song from so far up in the sky.
Liv has eaten as many slices as she can. Fitz is now feeding her berries from the fruit bowl. She asks, "Do you remember the Leo version of Romeo and Juliet?"
"Yes, I am not a big fan of adaptations but that one was different. I remember it being pretty good."
"There was a song that I loved from there. Do you remember it?"
"I don't think so," he answers.
Liv scrolls through her phone and she finds it, "Mr. Grant, may we have this dance?" She reaches out her hand to him.
He looks at her with wonder in his eyes but he sees a sparkle in her eye that he is pretty sure he's never seen before, "Certainly," he says as he takes her hand and lifts her from the chair.
Liv presses play on her phone and Des'ree, I'm Kissing You starts to play. Fitz folds Liv into his arms as much as he can. He whispers in her ear as the intro plays, "Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I never saw true beauty till this night." She reacts simply by kissing him on the lips as the words start to ring out and they dance.
Pride can stand a thousand trials
The strong will never fall
But watching stars without you my soul cried
Heaving heart is full of pain
Oh, oh, the aching
'Cause, I'm kissing you oh
I'm kissing you oh
Touch me deep, pure and true gift to me forever
'Cause, I'm kissing you
Oh, I'm kissing you, oh
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Cause, I'm kissing you
I'm kissing you, oh….
They hold each other tightly, kissing until there is no air to save them but the air seeping through their lips from the night. The feast on each other's lips until their lips are stung and swollen. They don't want to let go. Their moans from the kiss is like the perfect melody to shadow the song in the background.
Fitz finally breaks them from the kiss, "Let's go back to the hotel."
"Yeah, I've had this dress on too long…," she flirts as they hurriedly make their way to the door to leave.
They make their way back to the hotel. With one un-tie of the bow holding up Liv's halter dress, it falls to the floor to reveal the La Perla lingerie Liv bought when they were shopping. Fitz is on a mission to finish this "anniversary" night the way it should end. The mission: to show his wife how much he loves her and how her pleasure means everything to him. He doesn't disappoint.
He lays Liv down on the bed, slowly removing her underwear and dropping them on the floor. He rips off his shirt. He looks down at her core that is glistening with wetness, waiting for him to coat himself in it. He studies her, not sure how to initiate his prowl. He starts at the base of her foot and slowly kisses the curvature of her foot. He then plays the game she never expected, This Little Piggie...with her toes until he takes the last one in his mouth, much to her surprise causing a squeal. She's so hot for him, she's squirming for him to take her.
"Fitz," she repeats over and over as he glides his lips up and down at her legs. He kisses the inside of her thigh slowly and perfectly as he slowly makes his way to her river of ecstasy. "Stop teasing me," she says.
"Oh, I am not teasing," he says looking up. He kisses the inside of the other thigh, making the same patterns with his lips and tongue.
"God," she says lightly. He finally decides to give her what he knows she wants, he slowly slides his tongue inside of her river and licks the juices. She bites her lip in pure rapture of his warm tongue meeting with her warm walls.
He moans in his own delight, feeling her tightness build around his lips. He feasts on her with precision and confidence. She tightens the grip of his biceps. She can only see the stretch of his arms and muscles as he is holding her ass with a grip that she can't move from. He knows he has to be careful and he's careful and thorough. His tongue is working every angle and marking every inch of her. She's begging for more and release incoherently. She finally releases to an echo of his name that would have woken the floor. This is one time she's glad for the penthouse.
The night goes on as Liv gets on top, and shows him how much she loves him. He loves the weight of her body atop him as she rides him slowly and grounds her palms in his chest. She's never looked more beautiful to him than she did tonight. In the throes of passion, glowing and pregnant with their child, receiving him inside of her so passionately. He lets her control the pace for whatever is comfortable for her. They both come together. He's cursed the air more times than he can count from the sensation of being inside her. After one more round of him entering her from behind while she's on all fours, they collapse on the bed, sweaty and satisfied. They are spooning as he's rubbing her stomach. There's nothing keeping them warm but their naked bodies. He covers them and just like that they fall asleep holding each other tightly.
Back in Los Angeles, Marta is standing outside of Edison's gate that is open. The sirens are getting closer and closer. You can see nothing but Edison's car door open and him lying dead in front of it.
And just like that, Olivia and Fitz are renewing their commitment to each other. As one of their burdens have been taken away by a mother showing the ultimate act of love for her child.
What happens next?
