Here it is! The chapter you've all been waiting for. I hope it doesn't disappoint! xoxo

This was a bad idea. Scratch that, this was a terrible idea. Six months of no communication from Fitzgerald Grant and here she was at his beck and call the moment he dialed her number.

xxxxx

Olivia stared at her vibrating phone so long it went to voicemail. But she knew he would call back. He always called back. It had been six months since she and Fitz decided to part ways after graduation. They agreed that no communication was best. If they couldn't have the whole thing, they decided half assing their nonrelationship-relationship wasn't worth it. It was too painful.

She broke out of her trance in time to answer the phone before it went to voicemail again.

"This is Olivia," she answered. She decided to come across as strong, as if she hadn't been thinking about him nonstop for six months.

"Hi Liv," he responded, in that unbelievably sexy baritone. Two words and she was already weak for him. "I have a favor to ask."

A friend of his was in the process of hiring a new CEO for his company. The man, unfortunately, had a penchant for stepping outside of his marriage. Fitz knew there was only one person good enough to solve the problem.

xxxxx

"Are you sure this is a good idea," Abby asked Olivia.

"Of course not, it's a terrible idea," Olivia answered, while packing for her upcoming trip. She'd called her best friend Abby to fill her in about her upcoming trip to California courtesy of one Fitzgerald Grant.

"So then why are you going? Are you two going to finally admit that not dating was one of the dumbest things you didn't do?"

"It wasn't dumb, Abby, we had an understanding. Neither of us wanted the heartbreak of a relationship," Olivia answered. She'd be fooling herself if she hadn't thought about what Abby said on more than one occasion.

"Yeah and how's that working out for either of you?"

xxxxx

"Don't look at me like that," Olivia said, while wiping down her kitchen counter.

"Like what?" Fitz asked Olivia.

"Like you want to say those three words that people say to each other when they're in a relationship. Except we're not boyfriend and girlfriend so those words shouldn't even be a thing."

"Oh cut the shit, Olivia," Fitz said, pausing from sweeping the floor. "Yes, we agreed not to date and to keep the titles out of it, but you and I both know that, unconventional or not, this is absolutely a relationship. We barely spend a night apart, we call each other to see what the other wants for takeout, and I'm literally helping you clean your apartment right now."

"Fitz I-"

"I know you feel it too, Liv. You feel the exact same way about me that I feel about you. Yeah we may have started out as sex and a way to help take the stress out of law school, but we've gone past that and neither of us bothered to stop it."

"You said you didn't want a relationship," Olivia said, trying to deflect.

"No, you said you weren't looking for a relationship. And I said that relationships were messy and that you deserved more than just a fuck buddy. But I was too selfish to let you go because even if you didn't have the energy to dedicate to being committed, I wanted you whenever and however I could have you."

"We both have plans for after we graduate. I'm staying here and you're going back to the west coast. If we date, we're gonna get hurt."

"That's inevitable at this point, don't you think?"

"So you're saying we should end this?" Olivia asked, starting to get defensive.

Fitz pulled her in and placed his hands on her waist. "I'm saying that we already love each other and even if we pretend it's not true, it doesn't mean it's not real. We already consume so much of each other and regardless of whether I'm your boyfriend or I keep being whatever you consider me now, leaving each other is going to be one of the hardest things either of us is going to have to do. But I couldn't end this even if I tried," he finished by giving her a kiss on the forehead.

"You're right," she replied. Fitz knew that was her letting him know that she was in love with him too.

xxxxx

Olivia took a sip of her champagne as she contemplated what in the hell she was doing. Not only had she agreed to help Fitz's friend, she also agreed to spend the weekend with him in Napa. He'd even gone out of his way to fly her there from Santa Barbara on a private plane. The man was a charmer.

The butterflies in her stomach only grew more intense as the pilot announced they were about to land. Fitz informed her that he would be picking her up from the private airstrip. She was nervous as hell. How is one supposed to act around the guy that they're in love with, but can't be in a relationship with?

Olivia gathered her suitcase and purse and deboarded the small plane. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she looked up and saw him waiting beside the car for her.

"Hi," he said, sunglasses covering his blue eyes.

"Hi," she replied.

"Let me get that for you," he said, taking her suitcase from her and loading it into the trunk while she climbed into the front seat.

"You and your fancy cars," she joked with him as he got seated behind the wheel of the Audi convertible.

"For you, only the best," he replied as he flashed his signature smile before pulling off.

The ride to the rental home they were staying in was only 20 minutes away. Even though she wasn't tired, Olivia closed her eyes for the majority of the drive because being this close to him was sending her senses into overdrive. The only way to keep herself in check is to maintain the silence for a bit longer.

They arrived and Fitz retrieved her suitcase from the trunk. She followed him to the entrance and she was amazed at how nice the house was once she walked in. Olivia turned towards him after he closed the door and it was the first time either of them had gotten a good look at each other in six months. Fitz had removed his sunglasses and now his blue orbs were looking right into her brown ones. It was silent and yet so many unspoken words filled the air.

Fitz unashamedly took the chance to check her out, admiring her legs in the shorts that no doubt left little to the imagination from behind. She looked even more breathtaking than she did before.

"I wasn't sure if you would be tired so I figured we could have a relaxing evening and then go wine tasting tomorrow. There's a jacuzzi out back that we can enjoy and I thought we could get delivery. Or if you'd like to go out, I can arrange that as well," Fitz was so nervous he was rambling.

"The jacuzzi sounds nice," Olivia admitted as she reached for her bag and looked for her swimsuit.

Olivia headed to the bathroom to change and gather herself. She'd hoped that after six months her feelings would've disappeared, but she was just as in love with him now as she ever was. She gave herself one final glance in the mirror and was satisfied with how she looked. Her cut out cheetah print one piece on and her hair now atop her head in a bun to prevent it from getting too wet. She let out an exhale and opened the door to head outside. Instead, she found Fitz still in the bedroom looking at his phone. He looked up and the sound of her exiting the bathroom and once again their eyes connected and neither of them could stop what happened next.

He was over to her in three strides. He couldn't stop himself from pressing his lips to hers. The time apart served to make them crave each other, yet once their bodies reunited, everything seemed so familiar.

"You know what this does to me," Fitz said, referring to her attire. He then hoisted her up against the wall and Olivia wrapped his legs around his waist, hoping desperately that some friction would help quell the ache between her legs. "Did you miss me baby?" he asked while kissing his way down to her breasts.

"I did," Olivia moaned out as he took her right nipple into his mouth.

The pair was no stranger to this position and considered fucking against doors and walls to be a turn on for them both. Fitz, like in the past, was able to maneuver his hips to help hold Olivia up while he inserted two fingers into her core and pumped them in and out, getting her ready for him. Her moans and screams let him know she very much approved.

"I need you Fitz," Olivia cried out. She was very much enjoying his fingers, but she wanted much more.

"Hold on baby," he instructed her and she wrapped her arms tighter around his shoulders so he could use his free hand to pull down his swim trunks. He managed to get them down rather quickly even with his raging erection. Olivia felt him push the fabric of her swimsuit to the side so that he could rub his tip against her clit, driving her insane.

"Tease," she said, longing to feel him somewhere else. She opened her eyes just long enough to watch him bite his lip right before he plunged into her, making her scream. It had been entirely too long since she'd been connected like this with him and she'd almost forgotten how right and all consuming it felt. Fitz wasted no time thrusting into her; her walls feeling like home and a place he hadn't been in far too long. Olivia was already giving the telltale signs of her impending orgasm and Fitz wasn't far behind himself. He could feel her walls contracting around him and he used his thumb to rub on her clit and it was her undoing. He grabbed onto her ass and after a few more thrusts, he was spilling into her, his own orgasm taking over his body.

Once they both settled, he lowered her to the ground and they both stood looking at each other, trying to process what had just happened. Him, scared she regretted it and her afraid to admit how she still felt about him.

"Liv, I-" was all Fitz could get out before she captured his lips with her own again and guided them over to the bed. She silently instructed him to lay on his back while she climbed on top of him.

"We have two days. Wouldn't you rather spend them like this instead of having that conversation?" she asked right before taking his manhood into her mouth.

She was right. The conversation about what this weekend meant for them would happen, but why ruin it now when instead they could spend it getting reacquainted with each other?

xxxxx

A few hours and a few rounds later, Fitz awoke to an empty bed. He immediately thought Liv had left, until he noticed the diamond earrings he'd given her their last Chrstmas together on the nightstand. She'd never leave without those. He got out of bed and followed her voice into the living room.

"Harrison, I'll be back on Tuesday. Tell Mr. Ballard that I'll meet with him then and decide if we can help his client," Olivia spoke into the phone before hanging up.

"Ballard as in Jake," Fitz questioned, opening the bottle of scotch he'd brought and pouring a glass.

"He reached out to see if we could help one of his clients on a case. Kind of like someone else I know," Olivia said, turning around to look at him."

"Hmm."

"Is that a problem?" Olivia asked, sensing Fitz's defensive reaction.

"He likes you," Fitz said, walking over and taking a seat beside her on the couch.

"He likes me?" Olivia inquired, curious as to where Fitz was going with this.

"I've seen how he looks at you. How he always tried to get you to help him study when we were in law school. And now that he thinks I'm out of the picture, I guess he figured now's his shot," Fitz finished by taking a long swig of his drink.

"Is this jealousy?"

"Ha!," Fitz said. "Jealous of Jake Ballard, hell no. Annoyed at the thought of you possibly entertaining him? Yes. Frustrated that I'm essentially powerless to stop anything from happening between the two of you? Absolutely. But jealous of Jake Ballard is something I'll never be," he said, tipping his glass to his mouth once more.

"And why not?" Olivia asked.

Fitz set his glass down and stood up in front of Olivia. He dropped down to his knees and lifted up the t-shirt he was wearing and wasn't surprised to find her not wearing panties. He dipped his head and ran his tongue along her slit, eliciting a deep sigh from her. "Because no matter what he does, no matter how hard he tries, he will never know your body the way I do." He flicked his tongue over her bud, knowing the sensation would drive her crazy. "I know how you like it and I know how to make you come undone."

He was right. Olivia figured out a long time ago that Fitz knew her body better than she did. Even though they swore they were just fucking, he truly took the time to worship her body. His goal was to always make sure she finished and he always went above and beyond. Right now, she was having a hard time focusing on what he was saying and wanted him, no needed him to make her cum. There was something about his tongue on her most intimate parts that she would never get enough of. He switched from licking to sucking and she felt that familiar tightening in her belly signaling she was about to drown him in all her juices.

"Fitz I- I" was all she could get out before her thighs clenched around his head and her body started convulsing from the pleasure. Not for a second did he stop. He once told her that he could do this to her for hours. A couple times she took him up on the offer.

When she finally calmed and loosened her grip, Fitz kissed her lips so she could taste herself.

"Most importantly, I know your heart and I know you. I know you think you're damaged, but in reality you are incredible and beautiful from the inside out. I know you think easy will save you from heartbreak, but in reality, you and I both know that we're only fooling ourselves if we think that this isn't real."

"It's real," Olivia said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"So why do we keep fighting it?"

"Because we'll resent each other and we know it," Olivia admitted.

Fitz knew as much as he didn't want to accept it that she was right. While his future may have been planned by his father, he truly wouldn't have pursued it if he didn't want it himself. He hated being without Olivia, but he hated the thought of one day blaming her for what he didn't become even more.

xxxxx

On their last evening, they managed to separate from each other long enough to have a nice dinner outside. Fitz hired a chef to come cook for them and they were outback dining on filet mignon, garlic mashed potatoes and broccoli.

"This is really beautiful, Fitz," Olivia said, finishing her meal and looking at the sunset. Neither one of them wanted this weekend to end and they did their best to avoid bringing it up.

"You wanna actually try the jacuzzi?" Fitz asked her which caused her to nod her head. "I promise I'll let you make it out of the bedroom this time."

The two headed inside and Olivia made her way into the bathroom to change. When she headed back out, she let out a small laugh, realizing he'd kept his word and was already in the jacuzzi waiting for her.

She settled in across from him and leaned her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the warm water.

When Fitz heard the door close, he turned his attention to watch Olivia as she headed for the hot tub to join him. She'd opted for an orange bikini which complemented her skin perfectly. She took her seat and instantly he was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Any attempts to resist her were all in vain.

Fitz stood in front of Liv and started massaging her thighs.

"Hmm," Olivia sighed, a sign of her approval.

"Liv," he said, unable to control his voice from dropping an octave as he inched his way closer to her center.

Olivia lifted her head and opened her eyes to look at him. The two locked eyes again as he began rubbing her clit through her swimsuit. Her staggered breathing letting him know that she wanted this just as much as he did.

"This is what you do to me, Liv" he said, taking her hand and placing it over his erection. They should've known their attempt to not have sex would lead to more sex. They were insatiable when it came to each other and their impending separation only incentivized them to make the most of what little time they had left.

"Don't stop," Olivia breathed out, in need of more from him.

"I have an idea," Fitz said as he took hold of her hand and led her out of the jacuzzi and inside to a different bedroom. He handed her a towel dry off and then motioned for her to sit down on the bed while he went over and shifted the floor length mirror and set it up across from them.

"What are you doing?" She asked, her voice dripping with need.

He climbed on the bed and adjusted the pillows before settling in behind her. "Eyes open," he instructed as his fingers resumed what they were doing before they left the water.

"Wait, I have an idea," Olivia said, quickly hopping off the bed and running into the other bedroom to get something from her bag. She returned in less than a minute with her vibrator in her hand.

"I've been replaced," Fitz commented as she handed him the toy.

"A girl's got needs, Fitz," Olivia said as she resumed her position on the bed.

"Where were we?" Fitz said as his fingers returned to her sweet center. "I want you to see how hot you are when you cum, baby," Fitz added while using his free hand to power on her vibrator and lightly grazed it across her clit.

Olivia gasped when she felt the vibrations across on her bud. "Holy shit," she whimpered as the sensations were exhilarating and overpowering all at the same time.

"You can do it, baby. Look at how sexy you are. Look at what I see. Look at what I've missed for six fucking months."

Olivia forced her eyes back open and he was right. Brown skin meeting white, his fingers, moving in and out of her, her vibrator working its magic. Seeing it for the first time turned her on more than she expected. When Fitz kissed her neck, it was her undoing.

She came. Hard. She barely recognized her own voice as her screams filled the room. Fitz continued his actions, getting her through her orgasm.

Once she caught her breath Olivia turned around and straddled his lap. "How'd you like that, Sweet Baby?" Fitz asked, shifting so they could both be in view.

"In the three years we spent together we never thought to use a vibrator?" Olivia inquired as she maneuvered her body so she could take in every inch of him.

"I guess we thought we didn't need one," Fitz replied, meeting her thrust for thrust.

Olivia turned her head to watch them making love in the mirror. "I think we were wrong. But, maybe we should try it again to be sure."

xxxxx

"So much for the wine tastings," Olivia said sarcastically while packing up her things. Aside from the wine provided by the host, their Napa weekend hadn't gone as planned.

"You could stay and let me make it up to you," Fitz said, while getting dressed.

"Fitz-"

"Pause," Fitz cut her off, which caused Olivia to raise her eyebrow in confusion. "If this conversation isn't gonna end how we really want it to, then we're not having it. This weekend was amazing," Fitz said as he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, "and I refused to let it go to shit."

Olivia shifted and turned around to face him. "Okay," she agreed. "This weekend was amazing and I hope we can do it again sometime."

Fitz leaned down and gave her a kiss, which turned into more.

"My plane leaves in two hours," Olivia said, but made no real attempt to stop him from kissing her neck. However, he must've sensed that another round of sex wasn't going to make this any less painful because he pulled away and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"I love you, Liv,"

"I love you too, Fitz."