Los Angeles
Olivia stretched like a lazy cat. She had just woken up, and it was early. Too early from the lack of light coming in the windows of Fitz's bedroom. As a yawn escaped her mouth, she wondered what time it was. Hitting the home button on her phone, the display read four sixteen. She groaned and set it back on the nightstand. This jet lag was going to be the death of her. Her body would just get used to this time zone by tomorrow, when she and Fitz would be returning to Florida. And then she'd have to fight with her body to get settled on East Coast time again. It was a pain in the ass, but also a small price to pay for this much needed time away with Fitz.
They had enjoyed their walk on the beach together the night before, holding hands. They had talked about everything and took their time walking barefoot on the cool wet sand as the warm water repeatedly tried to lap their feet. Their family, friends, jobs, the wedding, Riley, and even Collin were all things they discussed openly. The ease with which they discussed any and everything felt healing somehow. A walk on the beach with Fitz was as helpful in Olivia's mind as a therapist's couch.
Once they had turned around to head back to where they started, the two of them climbed up the wooden and weather beaten steps that led to the pier. Olivia's eyes took in everything there was to see, before she requested a funnel cake sprinkled with powdered sugar. They stood in line, holding hands and cuddling while they waited. They pinched off pieces of the deep fried sugar coated dough and ate it as they made their way back towards the parking lot.
Fitz made sure that they were back at his house long before bedtime. They had their bath together and talked some more about whatever came to mind. After assuring Fitz that she would not sleep in his house without body covering pajamas, a pair was provided and she put them on. They watched one episode of a tv show they had been binging, and went to bed. There was no sex, but the two of them were glued to each other under the high thread count sheet. It was a perfect ending to a perfect day.
She smiled in the dark room and turned her head in the direction the soft snoring was coming from. The blue eyed wonder himself was passed out face down beside her. At least, that was how he had fallen asleep last night. Damn him for being able to sleep on his stomach too. She was jealous. It would be a while before she would be able to comfortably do that again. Even though the room was dark, Olivia knew exactly what he looked like. Fitz was adorable while unconscious in sleep. His curls were messy and resting on a pillow with his hand tucked up underneath it. He didn't have a single worry line on his forehead or a single stitch of clothing on either, and he was completely at peace.
Olivia was at peace too even though she was currently awake. She might not have the luxury of sleeping on her belly just yet, but Olivia had slept all night long without a single nightmare. Instead of awaking with the feeling of fatigue and moodiness, she felt energized and refreshed. It was truly amazing what a full night's sleep did for the body. Especially a body housing a tiny human. Olivia ran a hand over her growing stomach and smiled when she felt nothing going on inside. Riley was usually an active little thing, but she was not a morning person. It was something Olivia loved knowing that the two of them already had in common.
She tried closing her eyes and going back to sleep, but it was impossible. Deciding to get up and make some coffee, Olivia slowly and carefully got out of bed so she wouldn't wake up Fitz. The chill from the hard wood floor felt good on her bare feet and she made a beeline for the bathroom before heading into the kitchen.
When she walked into the kitchen, she turned on a light to see where everything was at. She didn't really have the time to scope out the house when they had arrived from the airport the previous day, and then when they had gotten home from their walk, she didn't have the inclination to do so. Now though, Olivia saw that the house was less freaky and more beautiful.
Fitz's house was still a glass box, and Olivia felt like if the sun was up, the neighbors would probably be watching them right now instead of the news. That thought brought a giggle from her and she quickly slapped a hand over her mouth to muffle the sound. It was most likely nothing more than self conscious thinking. No one living within a ten mile radius probably cared what went on inside the pretty glass box on Cedar Street.
Running a finger across the smooth marble kitchen counter, Olivia looked around the beautiful kitchen. His house was modern and sleek and she could easily picture businessman Fitz coming home after a long day at the office. He'd probably grab the mail before coming inside and locking the door behind him. He'd immediately shrug out of his suit jacket and it would get draped over the closest chair on his way to the fridge to grab a beer. She could picture Fitz loosening his tie, intending to leave it around his neck, before changing his mind and removing it altogether and opening the top button or two at his collar.
He'd open the door of the refrigerator and absentmindedly grab a bottle of beer. After twisting off the cap and taking a long pull of the chilled beverage Fitz would most likely set the bottle down the counter and start opening the tiny buttons at his wrists, and then proceed to roll up his sleeves.
Why was that such a hot mental picture right now, she wondered?
She pictured him wandering into the living room where he'd sit down in front of the tv, intending to watch the highlights of the news, but he'd have to force himself to get busy with the work he'd brought home a half hour later. That was when he'd get himself settled in for the night while looking over files and deals and acquisitions. Whatever the hell it was that he did. He'd probably have a pen between his teeth as he read, making changes whenever necessary. She bet he looked sexy doing so too.
She turned her head in the direction of his bedroom. Why wasn't he awake right now to indulge her sexual fantasies?
Back in the kitchen, Olivia pressed a button to start the coffee and dashed back upstairs. He had unintentionally gotten her mind in a gutter where the scenery was very sexy. She had to have him. If he wasn't wake, she'd just have to get creative with that.
He groaned. His brain felt dizzy. Light. Like he was floating on a cloud high above everything. Something was constantly trying to pull him back down toward Earth, but he resisted. He wanted to stay in the blissful calm, the awesome weightless feeling. He never wanted to leave.
The pulling sensation was back. He squinted in sleep and tried to evade its greedy grasp, but was unsuccessful. Just a few more minutes! "Please!" He begged. But it was to no avail.
Fitz's eyes flew open wide and his mind immediately accessed the situation. He was in his bed. The beautiful weightless feeling was compliments of Olivia working him over with her mouth. He wanted nothing more than to close his eyes and act like he was still asleep. To slip back into that light dizzy feeling. It felt too damn good and the idea of playing possum evaporated on a soft groan. "Livvie?" he choked out her name as she continued.
"Mmmm?" was her response.
"What the hell are you doing?"
She doubled her efforts, now that he was fully awake and felt him tense. He had stopped talking too, which was great. She really wasn't in a position to answer his questions right now. She had gotten the upper hand on him and surprised him in the glass box. He groaned with pleasure. She was feeling powerful and invincible when his voice broke through the quiet space.
"Fuuuuck, Liv. Stop. You...don't..." he inhaled sharply. "You...Mmmm...I'm gonna...Stop, stop, stop!"
But he didn't mean stop. In fact, he meant the very opposite of the word, because his large hand covered the back of her head and kept it in place as he panted wildly and swore beautiful words mixed in with declarations of love before exploding into her mouth. He flung his large frame backwards onto his pillow as he sucked in oxygen and his chest heaved.
Olivia crawled up beside him on the pillow she had slept on once his body stilled. She peppered little kisses on his chest, making her way up along his jaw. "Sorry. I couldn't really talk. But to answer your question, I was waking you up."
He was still breathing heavily, but it was starting to even out some. "Don't be sorry! I thought I was dreaming...or, or floating. I dunno. Something! But I was definitely not expecting that. What on Earth possessed you to wake me up like that? I'd like to know for future reference."
She chuckled into his neck. "You're crazy. I woke up an hour ago. Jet lag. I went downstairs to make coffee and took a look around your house."
"Yea. And?"
"And I pictured you coming home after a day at the office and...I don't know." Why was she starting to feel shy now?
"Tell me." He gently prompted her. "I want to know."
"It seems silly to me all of a sudden."
"Now I definitely want to know. Please tell me."
"Well...I imagined you coming home, taking off your suit jacket, grabbing a beer, and plopping down to do more work for a while. It was...kinda sexy."
"That's a pretty accurate assessment of my life when I lived here." Fitz chuckled. "I'm glad my typical Thursday nights here seemed sexy to you. It was a hell of a way to wake up out of a dead sleep."
She grinned and the feeling of feminine power surged within her.
"Did you say there's coffee?" He had the feeling she was pretty damned proud of herself right now.
"MmmHmm. You want some? We have a big day today. Lots of walking. Since we're up, maybe we could get ready, go grab some breakfast, and hit the park when it opens. Just an idea."
He sat up and pulled her onto his lap. "You're full of good ideas this morning, aren't you?" Fitz brushed his lips against hers, letting them linger there.
"Mmmm, love you." she murmured, and pulled him close for a warm hug.
"Love you too, Livvie, but we can't do that."
"Why not?" she pouted.
He wiggled his eyebrows at her. "Can't tell you."
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It was a beautiful sunny day to visit DisneyLand. The second they were on Main Street Fitz took her by the hand and led her into the first store he saw. He was on a mission.
"What could you possibly need to buy, Fitz? We just got here!" Olivia tugged on his arm, but he wasn't budging. "Come onnnn! I wanna ride some rides!"
"One minute. I'm looking forrrrrrrr...There they are!" He reached his hand over a kid and plucked the item he was looking for. "Mickey ears! Everybody needs a pair."
He tried to knock the cute hat sitting on top of her head off, and replace it with the ears, but she ducked and moved quickly out of his reach, avoiding them. "Whaddya doin', Livvie? Come on!"
"I don't want those. I want Winnie the Pooh ears." She replied stubbornly.
"Do you know how hard it will be to find Winnie the Pooh ears here?" he asked sarcastically.
"It shouldn't be too difficult. This is DisneyLand after all."
"Be reasonable! Mickey ears are better!"
"No way!"
"You guys are cute." A woman inside the store told them with a smile. "I'm not a Mickey fan either. Goofy is my guy. I just wanted to let you know that the Pooh stuff is over by the register. I wasn't eavesdropping. There are just not many of us in here right now so it's kind of impossible not to hear your conversation."
"Don't worry about it." Olivia told her. "Thank you for the help with the ears! Goofy is my guy too, as you can see." The two women giggled as they watched Fitz trying on different hats and making faces at himself in the mirror.
They went into Tomorrow Land and made their way to the Buz Lightyear ride. "Ooooh! Who is the big space guy?"
"You're kidding me, right?" Fitz said pointing at Buzz. "You know who this is."
"No idea. But the ride looks fun."
"Buzz Lightyear. From Toy Story?" he tried.
"Oh, yea." she sang. "The one where Randy's toys come to life or something like that? I've never seen any of the movies though."
Fitz stopped walking, causing the person behind them to bump into his back. "Hey!"
"Sorry." Fitz muttered. The man walked around them scowling and Fitz turned his attention back to Olivia. "It's Andy! And what did you just say?"
She shrugged wondering what the big deal was? "I've never seen Toy Story."
"None of them?"
"Mmmm nope."
"Who raised you?"
Olivia dramatically rolled her eyes at him.
"Look, we're going to have a daughter soon."
"I'm well aware of that." she chuckled, and put a hand on her belly.
"And she needs to know who Buzz Lightyear is! And Woody! And Rex! And Slinky dog! All of them!"
"Oh kay. We'll watch one when we get home."
"We'll watch one tonight."
"Not tonight." Olivia firmly shot back.
"Why not tonight?"
"We have plans."
"We..." Fitz quickly thought about the itinerary. "No we don't."
Olivia propped a hand on her hip and shot him a look of impatience. "We do. Trust me. But if you keep giving me a hard time, I'll gladly put the plans that I have for you on eternal hold. You won't like that because they are your favorite kind of plans."
"She's talking about sex, man." A man passing by muttered.
Fitz narrowed his gaze on his fiancé. Lowering his voice to barely a whisper he asked, "are you talking about sex?"
She raised her eyebrows and nodded. She heard him mutter 'shit' under his breath before she broke out into laughter. "It's fine. I promise we will watch however many of them there are...?"
"Four."
"Four?! Greedy mouse!" Olivia said rolling her eyes. "Fine. We will watch all four movies before Riley gets here so I will be well versed on Toy Story. Now, can I enjoy the ride before you make DisneyLand a place I hate to come?"
"Poor bastard, doesn't have kids yet and he's getting reamed by the wife at the happiest place on Earth. My ass." Another man said, followed by, "coming honey."
"Truce?" Fitz asked sweetly. There was no way he was ending up like that guy!
"Truce." Olivia echoed. "Now gimme a kiss before we go ride our first ride please."
Forty minutes later, Olivia was begging, "one more time! Pleeeeeease? I almost shot more blurgs that time."
Fitz chuckled. "Zurgs. And no. Liv! Come on! We rode it twice already! Let's go ride something else."
"Okay, but if we have time before we leave, can we come back and ride it once more?"
Fitz thought she was the cutest when she pouted. It was the reason why he oftentimes drove her to it, and today was no exception. He knew from experience that she would not feel like walking all the way back over here just to ride it later. They rode several rides and got something cold and fizzy to dink out of souvenir cups. He glanced at his watch and grinned to himself. He took her hand and jerked his head in the oppose direction than the one they were walking. "Come on."
"Where are we going" Olivia asked.
"You'll see." Was all he said.
Olivia knew Fitz was known for his surprises so she didn't try to figure out what he was up to, but let him lead her. They walked all the way back to the entrance of Tomorrow Land at the end of Main Street. She looked up just in time to see a sign that read Plaza Inn before the two of them went inside. She knew better than to even ask him what was going on and held his hand tighter as he led the way.
The smell of cooking breakfast food had Olivia's stomach rumbling and Riley moving around. "Please tell me we are eating here" she muttered.
They walked up to a young man behind a podium and Fitz said, "reservations for two. Last name Grant."
"You're our hero right now." Olivia told him and put a hand on her belly.
Fitz chuckled and kissed her temple. He was given a ticket with his name on it and a seating arrangement and told to go inside. He pulled something from his back pocket at the same time Olivia squealed loudly.
"Ohmygosh! That's Minnie! Fitz! Minnie! She's right there!"
"Someone is very excited."
"Someone is very thoughtful. Will you take a picture of me with Minnie?"
"Of course." He replied with a grin. If she was this excited about Minnie, Fitz couldn't wait to see Olivia's reaction when Pooh bear came out during brunch. He snapped a picture using her phone and watched Minnie touch Olivia's belly and then clap excitedly. Fit held out the item he'd kept in his back pocket along with a sharpie. "Would you sign this for our daughter please, Minnie?"
"What is that?" Olivia asked.
"It's a sun hat I bought for Riley. For our walks on the beach as a family. I thought we could see how many signatures we could get on it today."
Olivia chuckled, but it was a watery one as tears flowed down her face and she tried to wipe them away. "That's the sweetest thing I've ever seen daddy Fitz do."
Minnie signed the tiny yellow hat and handed it and the marker back to Fitz. He and Olivia went inside and immediately paid at the register for their meals. Olivia took a complimentary Minnie Mouse button and proudly pinned it to her shirt. They found their seats at a table in the center of the room. He'd paid extra for that and knew it would be well worth it when the golden yellow bear came out.
After making introductions to the other people at their table, the little group got up together and wandered over to the buffet line. The buffet offered Mickey waffles, French toast, scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, fried potatoes, biscuits and gravy, fresh baked pastries and breads, fresh fruits, hot and cold cereals, and made to order omelets. When she got close, Olivia giddily exclaimed, "Fitz! There are waffles with Mickey's face on them! How cute are those? I'm getting two. Oh! And some fruit! Ooooh, and a pastry. It all looks so good."
He was thoroughly enjoying Olivia's first time Disney excitement, and made a mental note to find a Mickey waffle maker online for their house. He was nailing this husband thing, and he hadn't even become one yet.
They carried their food laden plates back to their table and began eating ravenously. Everything tasted so good. There was lust filled murmurs of approval between bites and the conversation was light.
Somewhere in the middle of the meal Olivia glanced around the room and froze. She began tapping Fitz on the shoulder and mumbling, "ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh! Look! Over there! Are you seeing that?"
"The guy in the yellow shirt and blue shorts? Yea, it's definitely a..."
"Not that!" she hissed. "Winnie the Pooh is in here!"
"Oh him." He shrugged. "I know."
"You knew he'd be here?"
"Well, it's hard to find the bear wandering around the park, but he's your favorite. So, I made reservations for brunch so you could meet him and get a photo. Feeding you was a nice little bonus."
She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "You're the best!"
"I keep trying to tell you that." he teased.
The big bear wandered over to their table a few minutes later, and Olivia hugged him and took several pictures with him. Fitz got him to sign Riley's little hat too, as well as all of the other characters at the breakfast.
The two of them walked hand in hand back into the park after their food was gone and they had spent a little time with each character in attendance. "What do you want to do now?" Fitz asked.
"Honestly?" When he nodded, she said, "I want to lay down somewhere. I'm full and tired. We've been here for most of the morning and you promised to take me shopping while we're in California. I'm going to need a nap before that happens. All this walking has wiped me out."
"Ok, back to the house for a short nap, then dinner, then shopping, then our plans. Does that work for you?"
She nodded as she yawned.
She sank like a stone into sleep the moment her head hit the pillow. Waking up, the light was too bright shining in through the stupid windows. He really needed to buy something to cover them.
"Look who decided to join the land of the living." Fitz had taken a little cat nap but then woke up and began checking work emails while she continued to sleep. The moment her eyes opened he closed his laptop and set it on the floor.
Olivia was feeling infinitely better. A smile covered her face and she asked in a flirty voice, "Is this a friendly land?"
He rolled over, covering her body with his. She was warm, rested, and very happy. Grinning down at her his thumbs brushed across her cheek. His tongue poked out from between his lips as his hands started to roam her body. "Very friendly."
She kissed him enthusiastically, sucking on his tongue. The kiss was getting steamy, and as much as she wanted to stay right there in bed with him and enjoy what they were doing to each other, they had plans. "We have to stop." she whispered when his head dipped into her neck. She would lose all will power if he stayed in her neck much longer.
"Do we though?" he asked, licking her neck.
She held onto his cheeks and brought his face back to hers. Chuckling, she said, "yes. We do."
"Are you sure that's what you want to do, Livvie?" he asked in a sexy voice.
"No" she said, answering him honestly. She saw his proud grin turn into a smirk before she pointed a finger at him. "But it's what we need to do. After shopping and dinner, I'm all yours."
Fitz knew he could get her to change her mind right now, if he wanted to. She wouldn't put up much of a fight either. But he wanted this trip to be memorable for her, and he had promised shopping. Dipping his head once more, he kissed her thoroughly before getting to his feet and walking away. It was difficult to do, but later wasn't that far away.
As promised, he took Olivia to get a manicure and pedicure. He watched her select a light pink nail polish color and stood by while she got pampered. She was happy, and that made him happy.
He took her into whichever stores she wanted to visit, and looked through the racks of clothing with her. When it came time for her to try things on, he sat in a padded chair in the waiting room while she put on a mini fashion show for him. She chose a few outfits to finish out her pregnancy, a few things to take to the hospital, and a super cute after baby outfit as a post pregnancy goal.
After dinner, they took a cab and all of the store bags back to the glass house. Everything was left on the kitchen counter and both of them dashed upstairs, eager to get into the bathtub. Fitz drew the water while Olivia riled through his dresser for a shirt to put on afterwards. "Liiiiiiiv? You coming?"
"Funny. I was gonna ask you the same thing." She replied seductively from the doorway. She was anxious to see if she could get that rush of feminine power back.
"Holy shit" he whispered. His eyes took her in from head to toe and a growl of appreciation rose from his throat. She was wearing one of his white dress shirts with only the very last button securely fastened. Even with her baby bump, the bottom edge of his shirt covered the parts his inquisitive blue eyes wanted to see most and anxiously darted to. He could see some major cleavage, but instead of satisfying him, it made him want to see much more. From his spot on the edge of the tub, Fitz gestured for her to turn around.
With a little smile, Olivia complied and slowly turned around. She was glad she'd taken the time to pin her hair up before coming into the bathroom. It was obvious from the look on his face that she wouldn't be in his shirt for very long. When her back was to him, she lifted the edge of the shirt to show him she wasn't wearing anything underneath it. She finished her spin and leaned on the door frame. His tongue was practically hanging out of his mouth. Mission accomplished.
"My shirts look much better on you than they do on me." he said, still eyeing her body.
Her smile grew even bigger. "Your imagination isn't as good as mine."
"You have no idea the dirty things I am thinking about right now that involve you and that shirt."
"I'll just remove the temptation then." Her hands went to the only button she had bothered with. She kept her chocolate eyes on his sparkling blue ones and easily slid the button from the buttonhole holding it in place. Fitz's eyes dropped to the middle of her thighs at the same time his white shirt dropped to the floor.
"Beautiful." He took a minute to appreciate her nude body before quickly removing his own clothes. He held out his hand in her direction and Olivia took it with a smile. The two of them stepped into the bubble filled tub and Olivia leaned her back against his chest. "This feels amazing. A bath was such a good idea."
"All of my ideas to get you naked are good ideas." he informed her.
She grabbed the dry green facecloth hanging over the side of the tub. After getting it wet, Olivia lathered it with his soap and dragged it across his long right leg followed by the left one. "This trip has been so relaxing. Thank you for everything."
"I've enjoyed it too. Having you all to myself without distractions of work or other people has been really nice. We needed some time together after everything. It's been nice to go at our own pace, instead of the one our jobs demand of us." He used a loofa to wash her arms and back while they talked. Eventually, his hands made their way around to her chest. The loofa was dropped into the bubble filled water, and Fitz began washing her breasts with his bare hands. He dipped his head and planted a kiss on her neck.
"Mmmm, you need to stop that right now." Olivia weakly told him and craned her neck to give him better access.
He nipped her earlobe lightly as his slick hands cupped her breasts. "Your mouth says one thing, but your body says something completely different. So, which is it, Livvie? Stop? Or more?"
"More. Always more." she whimpered.
"Your greedy side is so damn sexy, babe." His left hand disappeared under the water, and slid down to where her thighs met. He watched her legs open wide and press against the sides of the garden tub, leaving an exposed playground for his anxious fingers. He began softly rubbing little circles on her bundle of nerves as his mouth continued to lick, nibble, and kiss her neck. Fitz felt her melt like wax against his chest in no time.
What was he doing to her? Olivia felt like she was straddling a very thin wire between floating weightless in the water, and crashing into the dark depths. All she really knew for certain was that she never wanted him to stop what he was doing to her. The problem was, she just wasn't able to articulate that at the moment. She couldn't stop the whiney noises that were bubbling up from inside of her. She knew they sounded ridiculous, but it simply couldn't be helped.
"Someone really likes this." Fitz murmured against her ear. His fingers moved a little faster against her sensitive skin. The noncomprehending noises coming from his fiance was turning him on like nothing else. He was rock hard, and his engorged member was screaming for some attention of its own. "Let's see if I can make you scream my name."
"Fitz, Fitz, Fitz" Olivia chanted and gripped the sides of the tub.
He smiled behind her, knowing she was close, and whispered, "that's not screaming."
His hand was moving so fast, water began to splash. Olivia's hips began to move against his fingers, and the whimpering noises continued to spew out of her. She was holding her breath, trying to keep the inevitable orgasm at bay for as long as possible. It was no use though, and the air rushed out of her mouth before she quickly inhaled and screamed his name out like a plea. "Now that was screaming. It's time to get out of the tub. I need to hear that again."
He helped her step out of the bath tub and pulled the plug to let the soapy water drain. "Where's my towel?" she asked, looking around.
"No towels." Fitz told her. "I like you wet."
"But..."
"No buts either." He picked her up and set her on top of the bathroom counter before stepping in between her legs. Keeping his blue eyes locked onto her brown ones, Fitz grabbed his painfully hard length and lined it up with her entrance. In one swift motion, he pushed himself all the way inside of her. He watched her face contort with the pleasure of their joining. "You feel good, Liv."
She held onto his shoulders while her insides were happily stretched. Her reply was a pleasure laced groan.
Holding onto her hips for leverage, Fitz slowly withdrew himself from deep inside her warm walls and then, just as slowly, pushed back in. When he saw Olivia lean back on her hands his head automatically dipped to capture a nipple into his mouth. He sucked lazily while his hips moved in a similar fashion.
It was sensory overload for Olivia. The full feeling coupled with his hot tongue swirling around her nipple was driving her closer to climax. He wasn't in any rush for his own finish, but she could already feel the build up pulling towards the brink of sweet madness. "Fitz...I'm gonna...I'm...Ahhh...Ahhh..."
He gently bit down on her nipple, causing her to fall apart in his arms. He never gave her time to calm down, but began hammering into her with reckless abandon. "Mmmm...So good."
Olivia had a death grip on his shoulders now. He was thrusting like a mad man, and all she could do was hold onto him for the ride. A few moments later he grunted and stilled as his body emptied into hers. The air in the bathroom was hot now, but she pulled him close and held onto him as his ragged breathing steadied.
He grabbed the green face cloth from the now empty tub and wrung the water out of it before the two of them cleaned themselves up. He made sure to drop it into the clothes hamper before going back to Olivia.
"LA Fitz is sexy." Olivia told him.
"And Florida Fitz isn't?" He asked, as he lifted his head and shot her a look.
"Florida Fitz is a little more laid back. LA Fitz is all about taking care of business."
"I'll have to work on that." he said with a grin followed by a peck on her lips. He picked her up and carried her into his bedroom, depositing her on the bed.
"One thing I really love about Florida Fitz is that he keeps me stocked up on ice cream. LA Fitz hasn't even thought about that." She was having fun teasing him.
"LA Fitz has been too busy taking care of business to think about ice cream. Point for Florida Fitz."
She giggled and pulled him close under the sheet. "This has been a really great escape from the everyday, but I'm ready to go back to our lives. I'm ready to become your wife and have this baby girl of ours. I'm ready for my happily ever after."
"I couldn't have said it better myself. I love you, Livvie."
She yawned loudly. "Mmmm, nite."
Thank you all for the positive feedback for the Disney chapter. You guys are always so encouraging. Shout out to Naja Fandal for the idea of character dining with Winnie the Pooh. And shout out to Ana for making the edit of Liv & Pooh.