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"So what you slept with Fitz. I don't see what the problem is." Abby said with a nonchalant shrug.
She was currently in the middle of helping Olivia get the studio ready for the appointments they had scheduled for the day, while Olivia filled her in on what had transpired between her and Fitz the night before. Olivia, who had been fidgeting with the lighting kits, stopped what she was doing and shot Abby an incredulous look.
"What do you mean you don't see what the problem is? Are you serious? I slept with my sister's ex-husband. I had to have broken some kind of law that someone forgot to write down in the sister handbook." Olivia groaned.
"So what. Liv, it's been what almost a decade since they got divorced? I doubt your sister will care that you had sex with her ex. It's been ten years for christ's sake! Gabriella has moved on with another man and had two of his children. Fitz is not and hasn't been a thought of hers in a very long time. And if I recall correctly, didn't their marriage only last a few months before they got it annulled?" Olivia nodded. "Exactly! So you have nothing to worry about. Their marriage wasn't even a real marriage." Abby tried to reason with her, but Olivia was hearing none of that.
"It doesn't matter how long it lasted, a marriage is still a marriage. My sister was married to Fitz once upon a time ago and last night I had sex with him. What I did with him, to him was wrong and it shouldn't have happened."
Abby rolled her eyes at Olivia. She loved her best friend to death, but Olivia was making too big a deal out of something that wasn't worth fretting over in her opinion. She was blowing the entire thing out of proportion and it wasn't necessary.
"But it did happen and it's over now, move on. You screwed him one time. It's not like you did it when he was still with your sister. You did nothing wrong Liv. You are both very single adults that consented to participate in a perfectly natural adult activity. I don't see why you're stressing over this especially if you don't plan on telling your sister about it or seeing Fitz again."
It was a rare occurrence, but when prompted Abby could provide very powerful words of wisdom or be the voice of reason in a situation such as the one her bestie was involved in currently. She was very convincing to say the least and had a way with words, even when her language was as colorful as the rainbow most of the time.
Olivia pondered what Abby said and mentally gave herself a pep talk. That seemed to be doing the trick because her nerves started to settle down and the knot in her stomach loosened up some. She released a relieved sigh as all of that pent up anxiety left her body.
"You know what, you're right. You're a hundred percent right."
"I know I am." Abby replied with a satisfied smile on her face. Her work was complete and she accomplished her goal.
"Fitz and I had a one night stand, it was a mistake and it'll never happen again so there's no need for Gabriella to find out." Olivia convinced herself.
Abby threw her hands up, "S'what I've been saying."
Olivia walked over to her and gave her hug.
"Thanks Abs. Thank you for talking some sense into me. I really needed this talk and I'm glad I had it with you. You always know the right words to say to make me feel better."
Abby hugged her back.
"Aw you're welcome babes. Do you feel better?"
"Much. Thank you." Olivia told her sincerely.
"Damn I'm good. I should really consider going back to school to become a shrink or do it as a side job. You're lucky you're my best friend or else I would've charged you for this session." She quipped, making the both of them laugh. "You know what I just realized?"
"What?"
"You left out something." Her response was too obscure for Olivia to catch on to what she was trying to get at.
"What do you mean?" Olivia asked with confusion etched on her face.
"You forgot to mention a teeny tiny detail when you were telling me about what happened last night."
"What's that?"
"How was it?" Abby finally came out and asked the question that had been lingering around in her brain. She just wanted to make sure her friend was okay before she asked this question.
"How was what?"
Abby huffed impatiently, rolling her eyes as she did so. She thought it was obvious what she wanted to know, but apparently not.
"The sex. Fitz. How was he in bed. Is he packing some serious heat or is he one of those gorgeous men with small packages?"
Olivia should've known that was what Abby really wanted to know. She figured it was a matter of time before her friend's raunchy side made its appearance.
"Abby I am not discussing that with you."
With a roll of her own eyes, Olivia walked back across the small studio and resumed her task of making sure the lighting equipment was set up as needed for her first appointment that was in approximately a half an hour.
"What? Why not? I want to know. I have a right to know especially after I just gave you some bomb ass advice. You owe me that sister. C'mon give me something." Abby shamelessly begged.
She remembered what Fitz looked like from the few times he was around her. She remembered he oozed sexuality and confidence and always wanted to know if he had it going on in bed. She wanted to know if he was the real deal. Sure he had the looks, but she wanted to know if he had the talent as well.
Olivia shook her head at Abby. Sometimes she was too much… actually all the time, but Olivia loved her regardless of her flaws.
"Fine but we will only talk about this once and never again. Capiche?"
Abby waved her hand dismissively, "Yeah, yeah, yeah whatever. Capiche. Now spill."
She hopped on top the counter of the receptionist desk, swinging her legs back and forth as she excitedly waited for Olivia to tell her all about her escapades from the previous night.
"It was… mindblowing." Olivia admitted bashfully..
"I knew it! I knew it was great."
"Great is an understatement. It was fantastic, amazing, magnificent, extraordinary, out of this world, remarkable, sensational, incredible, unbeli-"
Abby held up a hand, cutting her off mid sentence because from her perspective, it looked as if Olivia was becoming aroused with each word that was being uttered. "I got it. You don't have to use any more adjectives. I got it, Fitz put it down."
Olivia put her hands up in surrender, "Hey, you're the one that asked."
"I know I did but damn. I'm so jealous of you though. While I was home baking goodies last night, you were giving yours up to Fitz the sex god and I bet on my life he knew exactly how to use his mighty hammer that I assume is very large."
"That's a good one. I thought of him more as Mr. Fantastic because how far his manhood stretched. But yeah he did and it is." Olivia confirmed with a grin.
"You lucky bitch! Since neither you nor your sister want him, can I take a crack at him because I need some dick and I'm not talking about any dick. I need a dick that will have me paralyzed."
Olivia laughed at her shameless friend and shrugged, "I don't know but good luck with that."
"So what else did you guys do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Ya know? What else did you guys do except for have the best sex ever? Like did you guys do oral?"
"You're a pervert. You know that right?"
Abby scoffed with frustration. She didn't have the patience to deal with Olivia trying to dodge questions that she desperately wanted answers to. "I know. I'm very aware but we're not all fortunate to have sex with Fitz so I'm trying to live vicariously through you. Right now you're preventing me from doing so by not answering my questions. If the questions are too complex for you to understand, I will ask them in simpler words so they're easier to comprehend. Did he go down on you and did you give him head?" She asked slowly.
Olivia rolled her eyes. She was going to mess with Abby by dodging the question again, but decided against it because she didn't want her friend to throw a bitch fit..
"Yes." Was all she said.
"Oh my god, you two are freaks! Did you spit or swallow?"
"Abby that is none of your business." Olivia tried sounding stern, but the smirk on Abby's face made it hard to keep her lips sealed. "Not that it's any of your business but neither. He stopped me before he came."
"Well did you at least deepthroat him?"
"Okay this conversation is over. Our first client should be walking in any moment now so we need to finish getting everything set up before they arrive."
"Fine, I'll get back to work but this conversation is definitely not over. We will discuss this later." Abby declared with finality as she scooted off of the counter top.
"We'll see about that." Olivia mumbled underneath her breath low enough so Abby wouldn't hear her.
"So correct me if I'm wrong but you had sex with your ex-wife's sister?" Leo Bergen, Fitz's best friend asked him in total disbelief.
"It was an accident. I didn't mean for it to happen. We didn't mean for it to happen it just did." Fitz admitted with a sigh, running his hand through his hair.
The two of them were on their lunch break and Fitz decided now was a good time to get what was bothering him off of his chest. The entire morning Leo could tell something was weighing heavily on his friend's mind and decided that now was the perfect time to pick at his brain.
"How the hell was it an accident? What did you slip and fall on top of her after your clothes magically disappeared?" The tone Leo used was one filled with amusement and condescension.
"Ha ha ha very funny. No." Fitz spat sarcastically with his eyes narrowed at his friend. "I accidentally bumped into her at the grocery store. We chatted for a little bit and I ended up inviting her over my place for dinner. We ate and as she was leaving we just started kissing. One thing then led to another and next thing I know she's in my bed naked. I didn't invite her over with the intent of sleeping with her. I didn't even think about her in that way but now I can't stop thinking about her. She's been constantly on my mind ever since last night."
Fitz shook his head in hopes of shaking any thought of Olivia out of it. He obviously couldn't defy that law of quantum physics, but it didn't hurt to try.
"Was the sex that great?"
Fitz chuckled, "Great doesn't even begin to describe how it was. Believe me when I say I almost cried because it was that amazing. I don't think… no I know that I have never had sex like that before. It was beyond this world. What I shared with Olivia last night was an experience like no other."
"Really?" Leo asked with slight envy.
He had a strong healthy marriage with the woman he loved and that loved him back just as much. They also had a three year old son named Kyle. Leo was living the American Dream with his picture perfect family. If anyone had to be envious, it was Fitz. All he ever wanted was to find the right woman to settle down with and start a family with. Clearly his first attempt at marriage was a total failure and the woman that he chose to be his wife, was not the right one for him.
"Yeah but the sex is not why I can't stop thinking about her. There's just something about her but I can't exactly pinpoint what it is. I don't know what she did to me Leo, I really don't. All I know is that I'm hooked and she's my fix."
Fitz slid down in his chair to rest the back of his head on it. Leo stayed silent because he knew his friend had more to say on the matter. Fitz released an exasperated sigh. "It just sucks that she's my ex-sister-in-law. Her being my ex-wife's sister doesn't really bother me. It's been ten years since her sister and I got divorced. Our marriage was barely even a marriage. It's Olivia who feels like she betrayed her sister."
"And you don't feel like you betrayed your ex?"
"No." Fitz said simply with a shrug. "Why should I? Because I slept with her younger sister? We're both single and consenting adults. We did nothing wrong. Besides, I doubt Gabriella will even care. It's not like she gave a damn about me and my feelings when we were together anyway."
"I don't know what to say man. I wish I could offer you some piece of advice but I've never come across a predicament like the one you're in."
"Yeah, I know my situation is unconventional but I really feel something for Olivia. I wish I could find out what that is but she made it more than clear that she wanted nothing to do with me. She thinks we should stay away from each other. I don't think I can do that Leo..."
The chiming of the door, alerted Olivia and Abby that they had a potential client. Neither was expecting that "potential client" to be Fitz.
"Good afternoon ladies."
Although he was greeting both women, his eyes never left Olivia's. He tried to respect her wishes and keep his distance, but the past week had been absolute hell for him. Sleep didn't come easily to him because his brain would not stop thinking about Olivia. She was on his mind all the time. The only solution he came up with was to talk to her and clear the very dense air.
"Hi Fitz." Abby crooned dreamily. She offered her hand to him when he walked up to the receptionist desk, where both women were just bickering about where they were going to go for lunch. He took her hand and shook it. "You probably don't remember me but I'm Liv's best friend Ab-"
"Abby right?" Fitz asked.
The redhead did look familiar to him. He remembered seeing her around with Olivia often, but only met her a handful of times. He was shocked that he actually remembered her name and she was too.
"So you do remember me." Abby stated with a big kool aid smile on her face.
Olivia rolled her eyes. She didn't understand why Abby was treating Fitz like he was some big celebrity. He was just a regular guy that worked a nine to five job like the average person.
"I do."
"So do I." Abby returned quickly, holding her left hand up in his line of sight and wiggled her bare ring finger.
Fitz laughed, but didn't reply. He took the pause in conversation as the opportunity to direct his attention from Abby to Olivia.
"Hi Liv."
"What are you doing here Fitz?" Olivia came right out and asked him, skipping all pleasantries.
When it regarded him, she didn't want to beat around the bush. She would rather him just get to the point and save them both a lot of time.
"I came here to talk to you." He stated.
Although he appeared to be confident, inside he was shaking like a hairless Chihuahua.
"I thought I told you that I don't think we should spend any more time together than we've already had."
Fitz knew what she was trying to do. She was purposely being hostile towards him with the intent of pushing him away. However, he wasn't going away that easily.
"Olivia, it's been a week. I haven't tried to contact you or anything. I just really need to talk to you and after that if you never want to speak to me again then I will leave you alone and never bother you again. I promise but I think we should really clear the air."
As much as Olivia wanted to deny his request, she knew he was right. They did need to straighten some things out between them. They were obviously on opposing sides where their relationship was concerned, but maybe they could come up with a mutual solution. Plus, she was curious to hear what he had to say.
"Fine." She reluctantly agreed.
Fitz couldn't fight the smile that appeared on his face even if he wanted to. "Great!"
"When do you want to have this talk?"
"How about now? We can talk over lunch." He suggested, checking the time on his stainless steel Movado wristwatch.
"Sorry but can't. Abby and I already have plans for lunch."
"We do?" A taken off guard Abby asked, feigning ignorance. "Since when?"
If looks could kill, Olivia would be spending the rest of her life in imprisonment for homicide.
"We were about to head out for lunch before he walked in." Olivia reminded her, through clenched teeth.
Abby knew good and well what their plans were, but messing with Olivia and seeing her flustered was much more amusing. She was also nosy as hell and wanted to discuss her friend's love life, so she would do whatever it took to achieve that goal such as lying about her nonexistent lunch date with her on and off again boyfriend.
"Yeah about that… David just texted me and asked if I wanted to go on a lunch date with him and I said yes so I'll see you after lunch."
Abby grabbed her purse and as she walking out, she whispered in Fitz's ear, "You owe me one," before she patted his shoulder and left, throwing Olivia an evil smirk on her way out.
"So… do you want to go to lunch with me now since Abby bailed?"
Olivia sighed, "I really don't have time to. I already wasted too much of it talking to you when I should've already left for my break. I still have to set up for my next appointment and if I know Abby the way I do, I'll be doing it by myself. Besides the type of conversation we're most likely going to have shouldn't be done here at my place of business."
Fitz nodded in acceptance and agreement. "Okay, well can we talk over dinner tonight, let's say… seven o'clock?"
"No, that's definitely not a good idea. Did you forget what happened the last time we had dinner?" Olivia shook her head vigorously. "No, absolutely not."
"No I didn't forget and what happened last time won't happen this one. All I want to do is talk, nothing more. We can have dinner in a public setting that way we won't get tempted. Please Liv. All I'm asking is for us to be adults about this and have a mature conversation."
Fitz knew it wasn't fair, but he had no other choice but to use his Grant charm to get Olivia to agree to have dinner with him, so they could finally talk. His bottom lip slightly poked out in a pout and his blue eyes that were extra blue due to the powder blue button down shirt he was wearing were silently begging for her to give in. His pout and puppy dog eyes never failed him before and this time like any other was no different.
"Okay fine I'll have dinner with you." Olivia finally conceded, throwing her hands up in surrender.
"Awesome! I know a great restaurant we can go to. It's upscale but not too fancy. I think you'll like it."
"Whoa stop right there." Olivia held her hand up to stop him from continuing what he was saying. "I agreed to have dinner with you so we can talk. I didn't say anything about going to a restaurant filled with bougie snobs. There's no need to go to a place like that for us to talk. We can meet up at Gettysburger."
Although Fitz wasn't too fond of fast food, he didn't want to push his luck, so he decided to comply with all of her commands.
"Gettysburger it is." He agreed with a smile.
"You better be there at seven on the dot or else I'm leaving. I don't care if you show up a minute late, I'm still leaving."
"I wouldn't blame you."
Olivia looked at him skeptically. She didn't like how easily he agreed to her demands.
"And we're only going to talk for an hour, no later. Are we clear?"
"Crystal." Fitz replied with a triumphant smile, showing off his perfectly white teeth.
Olivia was the first to show up ten minutes early. She watched the time on her phone because she wasn't playing when she said she would leave if Fitz showed up late. Unbeknownst to her, he actually pulled up to the bistro just as she was walking in, but remained in his car up until the very last minute because he wanted to keep her on her toes. He finally walked into the establishment with a minute to spare and strolled over to the booth where Olivia was sitting at. It was easy for him to spot her since the place was scarce.
As he scooted in on the other side of the booth, they exchanged pleasantries. Fitz was shocked that she was being polite to him and actually greeted him instead of demanding they cut straight to the chase. They sat in silence, neither knowing how to start the much needed conversation off. Olivia took the initiative to break the awkward silence.
"I'm going to order some food." Fitz nodded, but made no move to get up along with her. "Aren't you going to order something too?"
Fitz briefly looked over his shoulder to scan the menus mounted above the counter, but nothing on them seemed appetizing to him. He did eat junk food from time to time, but usually opted to eat healthy.
"No, I'm good."
Olivia shrugged, "Okay, suit yourself."
She slid out of the booth and walked over to the counter to order. A few minutes later she returned back to their table with a tray of food. The contents on the tray consisted of a Gettysburger, Freedom fries, and a medium strawberry lemonade. Olivia had no shame as she munched on her food. She was not embarrassed to eat in front of people and certainly not Fitz.
"I'm gonna level with you Liv…" Fitz declared, briefly pausing to ensure that he had her attention, even though a part of it was focused on devouring the rest of her meal. "I can't stop thinking about you. All week you have consumed my every thought. I have tried to find distractions to get you out of my head but nothing seems to work. I don't know what to do. I don't know what you did to me and I don't know how to get you out of my head."
Olivia stopped eating and slightly pushed away her tray at his admission. She wasn't expecting him to say that. She didn't really know what to expect, but she figured he just wanted to pursue her in hopes of getting her back in his bed and once he hit it, he would quit it and forget it.
"Fitz, I'm flattered and appreciate your honesty but this…" She gestured between them, "can't happen. We can't happen."
Instead of being cold towards him like she had been, Olivia tried a different approach. Her tone of voice was now gentle in a way that was trying to let him down easily. Fitz didn't deserve to be treated the way she had been treating him. He was genuinely a good guy.
"I understand that Liv, believe me I do but I can't hold back how I feel about you any longer. I haven't been able to get much sleep because you've been on my mind twenty-four seven. I get distracted at work thinking about you which is extremely dangerous in my line of work."
"It's not my fault if you can't do your job properly." Olivia said defensively, folding her arms across her chest.
Damn she's feisty, Fitz thought to himself.
"But it is. Olivia, you've enchanted me. I tried to fight the feeling but I've obviously failed or else I wouldn't have sought you out. I know our situation isn't ideal because of the history I have with your sister but I would really like to spend time with you and get to know you better on a different level."
"Fitz…"
Before Olivia could feed him another excuse as to why them spending time was highly unlikely, Fitz cut her off.
"Wait, before you turn me down, please just let me finish." He exhaled deeply because he felt like he was seconds away from suffocating due to his thoughts smothering him. He continued once Olivia gave him the go ahead with a nod.
"I really like you Olivia. I can tell you when it happened but not how it happened, it just did and I would really like to explore my feelings for you with you. I know I used to be married to your sister but that was a long time ago. I've been moved on and since then I haven't been able to find a woman that I could seriously see myself with, not until I ran into you. I wish I was asking you out under a different circumstance. Now I know you have your reservations about being with me but all I'm asking is for you to give me a chance. One chance."
Olivia shook her head. "Fitz, this is not a good idea. It's going to be complicated and messy."
"Just like life." He added quickly to remind her that life isn't supposed to be easy or simple.
"How do I know I'm not your latest conquest that you plan on dumping once you have your way with me?" She asked softly as she fidgeted with her hands that were in her lap.
Fitz reached across the table and palmed her cheek, stroking it with the pad of his thumb, gently coercing her to look at him. Olivia finally raised her head until her doe eyes connected with his blue ones. "Give me a chance and allow me the privilege to prove my intentions. I promise I won't let you down." He reassured her in a soft voice.
Damn he's good, Olivia thought to herself. Fitz sure did have a way with words and was very convincing. Even Olivia couldn't deny that. With a deep breath, she decided to throw all caution to the wind.
"Okay." She said barely above a whisper.
If the place had more patrons than just the two of them than Fitz would've surely missed what she said.
To say Fitz was beyond excited would be an understatement. He wanted to jump on the tabletop and yell at the top of his lungs, but being the mature adult he was, he kept his cool even though on the inside he was doing a little jig.
"Okay." Fitz beamed.
His enormous bright smile was infectious and Olivia couldn't stop one of her own from forming.
"So… does this mean we're an item?" He asked for confirmation.
"I don't know." Olivia replied honestly. She didn't know the status of their relationship and didn't want to have the responsibility of putting a title on it or defining it.
"Alright how about this… how about we take things slow. We get to know each other in ways we haven't before and then go from there."
"So we just take things one day at a time and let our feelings guide us?"
"Exactly."
"Okay, I can do that."
"Me too."
They were relieved they were able to come up with an agreement that they both approved of.
"Uh Liv?" Fitz asked a bit timidly, which was odd because he was never nervous or shy.
Olivia caught on to his apprehension and wondered what was on his mind. "Yes?"
"I know we just agreed to take things slow but I-I was kind of wondering if I could maybe kiss you?"
Olivia looked around the empty burger joint. The staff members were either busy doing something related to their jobs or distracted by something else and paying them absolutely no mind.
"I don't think that's a good idea Fitz. Someone could walk by here and see us."
Fitz furrowed his brows at her statement. "Why would it matter? I doubt somebody is going to recognize me and if they do it's not a big deal."
"It is to me. Someone might not recognize you but they could most likely recognize me and I don't want this getting back to my sister."
"Olivia you agreed to give us a go."
"I know I did but I think we should keep this a secret for now. It's still too fresh, too new for us to have everybody in our business."
Olivia was only partially telling the truth. Yes, she wanted them to build a strong foundation before the people in their lives knew about them, but she also didn't want the word spreading around and getting back to her sister. She would eventually come clean to her sister when it was time to cross that bridge. However, that bridge was nowhere in sight at the moment. Fitz wasn't dumb, he knew exactly what was on her mind, but decided not to push her. The ball was in her court until she felt she was ready to pass it to him.
"Can I see your phone?" He asked with a hand outstretched, waiting for her to hand him the said device.
"Why?" Olivia questioned him, but still handed her phone over to him.
"I'm going to put my number in it."
Fitz was glad that Olivia didn't have a passcode on her phone, which made the task of entering his contact information in her phone a little easier and a little less time consuming. He pulled up her contact list and added himself as a new contact. He then used her phone to call his that way he could have her number and save it. Olivia frowned when he handed her phone back and saw the name he saved himself under.
"Why did you list yourself as 'Fitz' in my phone?"
She edited his name to "PITA" (pain in the ass) as she awaited his answer.
"Because that's my name." He answered slowly, confused by her reaction.
"I know that but what if I'm with my sister and you call? Your name is going to pop up on the caller ID."
"Right. I forgot about that, I'm sorry."
Fitz didn't really care if her sister saw his name on her phone, but if it made her feel better to save him under an alias then he would respect her decision. He was determined not to ruin his only chance at being with her by going back and forth with her on trivial matters. Eventually he would stop being a pushover and put his foot down, but he knew if he did that prematurely, Olivia would break things off with before they even started.
Her sister's loud voice woke Olivia up from the light nap she was taking on one of the sofas in her parents' living room. It was Sunday, which meant dinner was being held at her parents' like every Sunday. She groaned as she heard her nephews calling out for their grandparents excitedly. She knew her parents adored their grandsons and vice versa, but they saw each other at least almost every day of the week, there was no reason to act like they haven't seen each other in a year.
"Gabriella, where's Michael?" Maya asked when she noticed he wasn't present.
"He got called into work so it's just us three today. He sends his apologies and asked if you could make him a plate please?" Gabriella replied as she took off her jacket and hung it on the coat rack by the door.
"Of course I can." Maya said as she headed for the kitchen with her first born daughter following behind her.
Gabriella greeted her father, who was doing the cooking at the stove, with a hug and kiss before taking a seat at the dining table.
Looking around the kitchen, she asked, "Where's Liv."
Maya opened her mouth to answer, but Olivia beat her to it as she walked into the kitchen, making her presence known. "I'm right here. Hey sis." She greeted her sister with a hug.
"Hey Liv."
"Hey Aunt Liv." Ryan said, walking up to his aunt and giving her a hug. His younger brother, who looked up to him, did the same.
"Hey munchkins."
Olivia and Gabriella set the table, while Maya helped her husband finish up with dinner. The boys watched cartoons in the living room until they were called to join the others for dinner. The kids kept the adults entertained for most of the dinner. It wasn't until they were permitted to be excused from the table, that the conversation became one for grown folks.
"So guess who's back in town." Maya said, looking at Gabriella.
"Who?"
Gabriella didn't guess because she knew she wasn't going to get it, however, the person her mom said was not who she expected.
"Fitz."
She gasped at the sound of his name. She never thought she would ever hear his name again and she definitely doubted that she would ever see him again after she heard he moved to California. Even though it was nearly a decade since her and Fitz both agreed on a divorce, she still had unresolved feelings for him. Her heart rate increased just by the mention of his name, which meant she obviously still felt something for him. The question was what was she feeling.
Olivia, on the other hand, thought she was going to be sick at the mention of Fitz's name. Her heart rate also sped up, but not for the same reason as her sister's. She was nervous because she thought maybe her mom already found out about her Fitz. She had only agreed to give Fitz a chance two days ago and since then she hadn't seen him. However, they had been texting each other nonstop throughout the days and usually spoke on the phone briefly in the morning and at night until they passed out on the other one. Fitz made her pinky promise she would call him as soon as she got home after their non-date at Gettysburger. Olivia, being a woman of her word, called him once she arrived at her apartment and he answered on the first ring. Neither anticipated they were going to be on the phone with each other until four in the morning. Both were beyond exhausted the next day, but it was worth it. Olivia genuinely enjoyed conversing with Fitz, especially since they had a lot more in common than she thought. Their conversations flowed easily and were never dull. Fitz even had her in stitches with his corny jokes.
Speaking of Fitz… Olivia felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, alerting her that she had an incoming message. He chose such an impromptu time to text her.
PITA: How was your nap Sleeping Beauty?
Olivia shook her head with a small smile. She always looked forward to talking to him, she just wished he picked a different time to text her. Fortunately for her, her parents and sister were too engrossed in their conversation to notice her smiling as she messaged him back.
"H-how do you know he's back?" Gabriella asked.
Olivia: It was good and much needed.
She was surprised that he responded seconds after she sent her text.
PITA: That's good. Wyd?
"I bumped into his mother at the post office and she told me that Fitz decided to move back here because he was offered a higher paying job. Oh and she also invited all of us to the welcome back surprise party she and Jerry are throwing for him. It's from six to midnight on Saturday at the Hamilton."
Olivia was still to engrossed with texting Fitz to hear the part about… well actually all of it.
Olivia: Eating dinner with my family. Hbu?
PITA: Nm. Watching TV. Missing you.
Olivia bit her bottom lip to refrain from smiling any harder than she already was.
Olivia: I miss you too.
She shocked them both by her admission.
PITA: Then come over here ;)
Olivia: I wish I could but my family will interrogate me if I try to leave now.
PITA: Yeah I know what you mean. Just lie and say your friend needs help.
Olivia: Help with what?
PITA: Idk what do women usually need help with?
Olivia: Idk everything.
PITA: -_- that helps.
Olivia: It's true.
PITA: Ugh *eye roll emoji* women are so complicated.
Before Olivia could reply, Fitz sent two more text messages back to back.
PITA: Stubborn
PITA: Difficult
Olivia: -_- I get it.
PITA: Come over. Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
"Your father and I discussed it and we decided that we're going to go to the party." Eli nodded to confirm what his wife said. "Are you planning on going?"
Gabriella shrugged, "I don't know. I have to discuss it with Michael before I make a decision."
Although on the outside she seemed blasé, on the inside she felt like a giddy schoolgirl getting invited to the hottest and most popular guy's party. She was definitely excited to see Fitz.
"How about you Liv, are you going to the party?" Maya asked her daughter who's attention was zoned on her cellular device.
For the first time since they started this conversation, they acknowledged Olivia, who was still paying them absolutely no mind.
Olivia: Ok. I'll come over.
PITA: YAY! :)
"Liv. Liv. Olivia!" Gabriella called out to her sister with a raised voice, effectively catching her attention.
Olivia slightly jumped, "What? What?" She asked frantically looking around the table at the faces of her family members staring back at her strangely.
"I asked if you were going to the party?" Maya reiterated.
Olivia looked at her with confusion etching her facial features. "What party?"
"Haven't you been listening to a word we said? The surprise welcome back party Fitz's parents are throwing for him on Saturday night at the Hamilton."
"Oh, uh I don't know. I have to check my schedule first." Olivia slid back in her chair and stood up. "Dinner was great as usual but I have to get going." She said quickly before attempting to leave, but she wasn't getting away that easily.
"Where are you going?" Maya asked.
Olivia turned around to see three expectant faces waiting for her answer.
"Abby needs a shoulder to lean on right now, her and David got into another fight." She hated lying to her parents and involving Abby in her drama, but it was the first and only excuse that she could come up with on such short notice.
Gabriella shook her head, "I don't know why Abby keeps messing with that no good piece of sh-"
"Gabriella." Eli scolded her for almost using profanity at the dinner table. She knew better and was raised better than that.
"Sorry."
"Okay Liv, go comfort your best friend and tell her she can do better. She deserves a man that will respect her, not a boy that demeans her."
Olivia gave them an appreciative smile. "I will. I'll talk to you guys later. Bye."
"Bye!" They all called after her as she left the dining room.
Fitz was sitting on his sofa, sipping on a beer, while watching the TV show Goliath, which he discovered earlier when he was flipping through channels trying to find something entertaining to watch. He was almost done with the last episode of the first season when there was a knock on his door. A huge smile spread across his face because he knew exactly who was standing on the other side of the door. He set his beer down on a coaster atop of his coffee table before he stood to go answer the door.
"Hey beautiful." Fitz greeted her as soon as he opened the door.
He admired her from his place standing in the threshold. Even though her attire was a simple gray oversized wrap cardigan with a long sleeve black shirt underneath, complemented with black leggings, and black fuzzy socks mostly hidden in her gray knit clog slippers, she effortlessly made it look sexy and definitely took his breath away. Olivia slightly blushed at his reaction to seeing her in her lounging clothes. She loved the effect she had on him.
"Hey handsome, aren't you going to let me in?" She said with a smirk.
"Oh right, sorry about that."
Fitz quickly stepped to the side and allowed her entry into his apartment.
"So what have you been up to?" Olivia asked, walking over to his sofa and taking a seat on it.
She slipped off her slippers and tucked her knees underneath her body, while her arm rested on the back of the sofa.
"Nothing much really. I started watching a new show called Goliath and actually just finished watching the first season. It's a pretty good show." Fitz replied as he sat down next to her.
"What's it about?"
Fitz shrugged, "Basically it's about a lawyer who was once considered to be the best until he fell from grace. Now, he still practices law as an ambulance chaser, but spends more time in a bar than in court. A woman seeks him out, asking for his help to prove that her friend's husband did not commit suicide but was killed on a boat that belonged to the company he worked for. The company hires the law firm that he helped create to defend them. His ex-wife is also a part of that law firm which makes the plot a little more interesting. I don't know I thought it was a cool concept for a show. Plus Billy Bob Thornton's in it and I love his movies. I have a lot of them in my small movie collection."
"You have a movie collection? Where?"
Olivia looked around and didn't see a single DVD in sight. Fitz chuckled and stood. Olivia watched in walk to the entryway of the apartment where a small closet that she just noticed was. He opened up the closet and grabbed a box out of it. He then walked back over to the living area and placed the box on the coffee table as he sat back down next to Olivia. Fitz peeled the tape sealing the box off and pulled open the flaps of the box. Olivia sat forward, so she could get a better look into it. The box was filled with different genre of movies.
"Why are they in a box?"
"Because I haven't gotten the chance to buy a multimedia storage tower for them yet. The last one I had broke while I was in the process of moving." He explained, while sifting through the movies.
"May I?" Olivia asked, reaching into the box. Fitz nodded, giving her his permission. "You have good taste in movies." She complimented, obviously pleased with his choice in the movies he purchased.
"Would you like to watch any?" He asked.
"Hmm." Olivia hummed as she tried to decide which movie she was in the mood to watch. Finally, she picked up one she hadn't seen yet, but the title and cover piqued her interest. "How about this one?" She asked, holding up the DVD titled, Monster's Ball.
"Good choice. I actually really like that movie." Fitz said.
Olivia handed him the DVD case and he took the disc from out of it and walked over to his TV to put it in.
"I know you just had dinner at your parent's house but I would be a horrible host if I didn't ask if you wanted something to drink."
"Can I have a glass of wine please?"
"Yeah, is there anything else you would like?" He asked as he made his way into the kitchen area to retrieve a bottle of red wine and a glass to pour it in.
"Do you have any popcorn?" Olivia inquired with a cheeky grin.
Fitz stopped pouring the wine into the glass and turned to look at her with a smirk on his face. He remembered she said that her favorite food and beverage were popcorn and wine, and that she could live off of them. He playfully shook his head and rummaged through his snack cabinet until he found a box of popcorn. He triumphantly held it up once it was located and Olivia cheered, causing the both of them to crack up with laughter.
While the popcorn popped, Fitz handed Olivia her glass of wine and set the bottle on a coaster on his coffee table in case she wanted more. He then walked back into the kitchen to make himself two quick ham and cheese sandwiches and grab a bottle of water. Once the popcorn finished, Olivia got up to get it since Fitz was in the middle of stuffing his face. She poured the popcorn in a bowl she found with the help of Fitz's muffled directions.
By the time Fitz finished his second sandwich, Olivia was back on the sofa sitting next to him cross legged with her bowl of popcorn in her lap. Fitz grinned at her as she munched on her favorite snack.
"Ready?" He asked and Olivia nodded.
He pointed the remote towards the TV and hit the play button. They started the movie off with some space in between their bodies, but sometime during the movie they shifted positions, so that no space was between them as they were snuggled up together. By the end of the movie, Fitz was lying down with Olivia lying in between his legs with her head resting on his chest. She enjoyed hearing his steady heartbeat beating at the same pace as hers.
"So what did you think of the movie?" Fitz inquired as the credits rolled on the screen.
Olivia lifted her head and rested it in her hands as she looked up at him. "I thought it was a really great movie and I'm glad I picked it." Fitz chuckled a little at that. "Do you think she ever tells Hank that she knows he knew her husband?"
"That's a good question. I don't know. I kind of doubt it because she needs him just as much as he needs her if not more and she wouldn't want to risk losing him but at the same time I don't think she's the type to keep that quiet. I don't know, it's a toss-up for me. How about you, what do you think?"
"I agree with you. I think she doesn't tell him. I think she just keeps it to herself and reasons with herself that there's no point to bring it up. Her husband's gone and like you said they need each other so there's really no point to bring it up."
"I mean she would only tell him simply because she wants answers but I'm with you about her keeping it to herself."
After that they didn't say anything. Olivia laid her head back down on his chest as they laid in silence. Fitz stared at the ceiling as he alternated between rubbing a hand up and down her back and rubbing it in soothing circles.
"Tell me more about yourself Fitz." Olivia requested out of the blue, breaking the comfortable silence that fell upon them.
Fitz looked down at her, "What would you like to know that you don't already?" He asked.
Olivia shrugged, "Anything. How about what's your favorite color?"
"Blue. Yours?"
"White."
Fitz snorted, "Is white even considered a color?"
Olivia raised her head and swatted his chest, "Yes it is and it goes with everything." Fitz laughed and shook his head. "What's your favorite food?"
"I like all kinds of food but my favorite is Chinese food. I don't know what it is about it but I could eat that all day. How about yours, other than popcorn?" He clarified.
"It's funny you say Chinese food is your favorite food because next to popcorn it's my favorite too." Olivia admitted.
"Hey, that's another thing we have in common." He cheered with a smile.
They continue going back and forth, getting to know more about each other and sharing all kinds of stories (even some they have never told anyone else) for a while. Just like their phone calls, they managed to get caught up that neither was aware of how late it was until Olivia yawned and looked at the time on her phone. It was almost eleven at night and she knew she had to start heading out because they both had work in the morning.
"As much as I'm enjoying myself, it's pretty late and I should probably get going now." Olivia stated, as she stood up from the sofa, straightening out her clothes.
Fitz frowned, but as much as he didn't want her to leave just yet, he knew she was right. It was late and they both had to get up early for work tomorrow morning.
"You're right." He reluctantly agreed and stood up. "You don't have to get those, I got them." He told Olivia when she started collecting their dirty dishes and trash.
"It's okay really plus I ate this big bowl of popcorn all by myself so I think I should at least wash it for you."
Fitz couldn't argue with that, so he let her take care of cleaning the dishes and while she did that, he wiped down the coffee table. He finished his simple task before Olivia did hers, so he indulged her in more conversation while she finished up.
"You do know that you don't have to wash them right? I have a dishwasher." He said as he walked into the kitchen area.
Olivia shrugged, "I know but it's not a lot of dishes. It's only going to take me a few minutes."
"So what are you doing tomorrow night?" He asked with his arms crossed over his chest and legs crossed at the ankles as he leaned against the island.
"I am photographing a sporting event tomorrow night." Olivia said, briefly looking at him over her shoulder.
"Oh." His face fell. "When's the next time I am going to see you?"
Finally she turned around to face him after finishing up and drying her hands on a dishtowel, "I don't know. I'm booked this entire week actually. As you know I also take photos for the school and this week they have all games for football, soccer, tennis, and I think volleyball too if my memory serves me correctly."
"So… Saturday maybe?" He probed.
"I… uh there's also a game on Saturday."
Olivia hated that she had such a busy schedule and hated even more that she lied to Fitz about working on Saturday, but his parents were throwing him a surprise party and she decided earlier that she will indeed be attending. Of course she didn't want to ruin the surprise, so she told a little fib that's believable, so he didn't suspect anything.
"Okay then,,, how about you call or text me when you have free time." He suggested in a irritated tone.
"You're mad." She said more as a statement than a question.
Fitz pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed his eyes, "I'm not mad just a little annoyed that my girlfriend doesn't want to spend time with me."
He wasn't even going to pretend he was fine with being blown off by her.
"It's not that I don't want to spend time with you, I have to work." Olivia explained.
Although she wanted to be annoyed with his sudden change in attitude, she understood why he felt the way he did and couldn't be mad at him for that even though it was the furthest thing from the truth.
"I know and I'm sorry for getting upset and overreacting."
"I promise I'll make it up to you." Olivia assured him.
"And how exactly are you going to do that?" Fitz challenged, dropping his voice an octave.
"However you would like." Olivia said, taking her bottom lip in between her teeth.
Fitz's eyes followed her movements and felt a stirring in his pants. Olivia watched his eyes go from a light blue to a dark gray in a matter of seconds as he slowly sauntered his way towards her.
"So what if I wanted a kiss from you,,, would you give me one?"
"Maybe."
Fitz raised a brow at her answer. "Oh. What if I wanted to take you in my arms so that your body was pressed against mine… would you let me?"
"Maybe."
When he reached his destination, he rested his hands on her hips and leaned down to whisper seductively in her ear. "What if I wanted to take you to places no man has ever taken you before… would you allow me to?"
"Maybe."
Fitz pulled back to look her in the eyes. His silently communicated with hers, asking for permission to let him do all of the things he suggested only seconds ago. Olivia silently gave him permission to with a slight nod of her head. Fitz's gripped on her hips tightened as he lifted her up on top of the counter. He stepped in between her parted legs and recaptured her lips with his. Olivia sighed in pleasure as his hands caressed the sides of her body, eventually settling on her chest where they palmed her supple breasts through the fabric of her shirt and bra. Although Olivia was enjoying the feeling of Fitz's hands groping her breasts, Fitz was frustrated. He hated the barriers between them, so he pushed her sweater off of her shoulders and grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head with her help and discarded both items onto the floor. Her bra joined her sweater and shirt on the floor seconds later.
As soon as her chest was fully exposed to Fitz, he immediately attacked her chest with affectionate kisses, licks, and nibbles. He paid special attention to each boob much to both of their likings. Olivia pulled Fitz back up, so they could resume their passionate kiss. Olivia ran her hands up and down Fitz's front. She could feel his abs through his shirt, but she knew what they felt like without his shirt and was yearning to touch them. She grabbed the hem of his shirt and he lifted his arms as she pulled it over his hand and threw it on the floor with her clothing. She lightly grazed his chest with her nails. Fitz moaned in her mouth and she used that opportunity to slip her tongue into his. Their tongues wrestled for dominance, but tonight Fitz wanted to be in charge. The first time he kind of let her take control, but tonight he wanted to take the lead.
They both had the same idea when they reached for the waistbands of each other's pants. It was easy for Fitz to remove Olivia's leggings and it was easy for Olivia to push his sweatpants down until they got to his knees. She tried to reach into his navy boxer shorts, but he swatted her hand away.
"Mm Fitz let me touch you." Olivia murmured against his lips.
"No let me touch you." He countered against hers. "Can I touch you Olivia?" Fitz asked, running a teasing finger up and down her panty clad core, slightly applying pressure to her sensitive bud.
"Yes." Olivia said in a breathy sigh just as Fitz pushed her panties to the side and slipped a finger into her slick channel and played around in her wetness. Olivia threw her head back and Fitz's mouth immediately latched on to her neck, sucking on her pulse point, as he inserted another digit. Her hands found their way into his full head of thick wavy brown hair as soon as his thumb found her clitoris. He rapidly rubbed her clit in a circular motion, while he simultaneously pumped two fingers in and out of her dripping center. He could tell she was getting close from the way she was panting his name and grinding against his hand begging for more.
"Ahhh Fitz I'm cumming!
With one final thrust of his hand, she came. Fitz quickly dropped to his knees and opened his mouth to receive her cum. He remembered she was a squirter, so he made sure to keep his mouth open wide as she sprayed her essence it in. Fitz stood back up and kissed her, so she could taste her sweet juices. Olivia loved the way she tasted on him and that motivated her to return the favor.
"My turn." Olivia said as her hand traveled down in between their bodies, rubbing him and cupping him through his briefs.
Fitz breath hitched from the feeling of her hand on his manhood. "Fuck Liv, take it out baby." He told her.
Olivia reached inside his briefs and grabbed ahold of his fully erect penis, giving it a gentle squeeze. In return, she felt him twitch in her hands. She pushed his boxers down to his knees where his sweatpants were to get better access to his engorged member. She readjusted her hand on it in a way that was comfortable for her and brought more pleasure to Fitz. Olivia, very slowly, stroked it once causing Fitz to drop his head on her shoulder as he let out a groan. He nearly busted his load when she pressed her thumb to the head and spread out the precum there.
"You like that baby?" She whispered against the curve of his neck.
"Fuck yes Livvie, don't stop baby." Fitz growled through gritted teeth.
Olivia smiled and licked the veins that were bulging out of his neck. She was driving Fitz crazy with her ministrations. He bucked his hips for more friction between Olivia's hand and his length. He tilted his head back, which exposed more of his neck to Olivia. Olivia leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his Adam's apple. She pumped him harder and faster, never once losing her rhythm. Fitz gripped the edges of the counter on either side of her so tight that his knuckles were white. This gave him more leverage as his thrusts in her hand became more powerful.
Olivia knew he was close by the way his hips jerked unsteadily. She quickly placed both hands on his chest and pushed him back. He stumbled a step back with a confused look on his face, but didn't have time to question why she pushed him away because Olivia sank down to her knees in front of him. As soon as she took him in her mouth, he exploded inside of it. Olivia swallowed all of his white cream before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and standing back up.
Fitz's chest heaved as he tried to regulate his breathing back to normal. Without saying a word, Olivia slid her panties down and her legs and stepped out of them. She started to walk out of the kitchen, but stopped when she noticed his head and eyes were only following her, but his body remained still in the same spot. Using her index finger, she motioned for him to follow her and follow he did. He too pushed his sweatpants and boxers down his legs and kicked them off before following behind Olivia to his bedroom. On the way there, he made sure to stay a few steps back, so he could admire the way her hips sashayed and the way her ass slightly jiggled as she led the way to his bedroom.
Once they reached inside his bedroom, Fitz walked over to the nightstand on the right side of his bed and grabbed a condom out of it.
"Can I do it?" Olivia asked softly and Fitz nodded.
He walked back over to the front of the bed where she was standing and handed her the contraception. She ripped off the rapper and rolled it onto his impressive shaft. Fitz picked her up and gently laid her down on his neatly made bed. Olivia opened her legs as far apart as they could go, indicating that she was ready for him to go to work on her.
Fitz was sitting back on his knees, looking down at her. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He needed her permission in order to proceed.
"Yes." That one simple syllabic word was all he needed as reassurance.
He leaned forward, so his arms were on either side of her head supporting his weight while he got settled in between her spread legs. He grabbed ahold of his cock and teased her slit before gently easing it into her slippery opening. Olivia winced a little at the feeling of him filling her up. Although they already had intercourse, she needed to get readjusted to his size. Fitz sensed her slight discomfort and stilled all movements to allow her walls to stretch in order accommodate his size. Olivia clenched her inner muscles to tell Fitz he could now move and that almost made him ejaculate prematurely.
"Shit! Liv, baby I need to move." He told her in a strained voice.
"I'm ready." Olivia responded in the most angelic voice he had ever heard.
Fitz placed a tender kiss on her lips and started rocking his hips slowly. His hands gripped the sheets as he began to increase the pace of his thrusts. He pulled one of her legs up from behind the knee, penetrating her tight walls at a deeper angle. Olivia moved against him, meeting each of his downward thrusts with upward ones of her own. She drug her nails up and down his back, causing it to sting, a feeling he gladly welcomed because it told him he was giving it to her just right.
He lifted up her other leg and wrapped it around his waist to join the other one. He swiveled his hips in a circular motion that made her eyes roll, back arch, and her toes curl.
"Fuck Fitz… just like that." Olivia cried when Fitz began winding his hips in the opposite direction, hitting her g-spot every time around.
"You like that baby?" Fitz grunted as his strokes became quicker.
"Yes baby."
Fitz slowed down the pace much to Olivia's dismay. She felt her orgasm nearing and needed him to move a lot faster than he was. "What do you want Liv?" He asked, knowing damn well what she desired most at the moment.
"I want you to make me cum." She admitted.
"How do you want me to do that?"
"By fucking me hard and fast."
That was all Fitz needed to hear. He sat back up on his knees and grabbed her by her hips, slamming in and out of her at an incredible speed. He relentlessly rammed into her with so much force, causing her boobs to bounce. He raised her hips up to grant him easier and deeper access into her moist heat. They both felt the trembling of her legs and knew she was close. Fitz used his thumb to stimulate her crowned jewel and bring her closer to her release. His other hand gripped one of her bouncing tits. Several strokes and rubs later, Olivia's orgasm was taking over her body as she called out Fitz's name. Fitz wasn't far behind her as he came seconds after her.
Exhaustion took over his sweaty body, causing him to collapse on top of her. Olivia welcomed the heavy weight of his larger body on her much smaller one. She felt safe and secure underneath him. She also loved the feeling of his condom clad throbbing dick fully buried within her pulsating walls. Fitz eventually rolled off of her once both of their breaths returned back to normal. He immediately got up and went into his bathroom to discard the used condom in the trash can that was in there and retrieve a wet wash cloth to wipe Olivia with. He walked back into his bedroom with the warm cloth and cleaned the mixture of their bodily fluids from in between her legs. After he got them both washed up, he threw the soiled cloth in his dirty clothes basket and joined Olivia underneath the comforter on his bed. She immediately threw her arm over his mid-section and a leg in between his with her head resting on his chest as she snuggled into his side. Fitz wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her close into his side.
"I've never had sex like that before." Fitz admitted in the quiet air.
Olivia raised her head and looked at him curiously, "Like what?"
"I don't know how to describe it. I just never felt fully satisfied after sex with any woman even when I did reach my release. With you it's different. I feel… content. I have never made earth shaking love with any other woman but you."
"Really?" Olivia asked, shocked by his admission. Fitz nodded. "To be honest neither have I."
Fitz knew he was great in bed, so that didn't come as much of a shock to him, but he felt Olivia was the best he ever had simply because he shared a deep connection with her he never had with another woman, including her sister.
"Oh yeah?"
Olivia bit her bottom lip and nodded shyly, which caused Fitz to groan. He felt his dick getting hard again. "You up for another round?" He asked, pulling her on top of him, so that she was straddling his waist.
"Are you?"
"Can't you tell?" He gestured with his eyes for her to look down at his erection, which she did.
Olivia laughed, "Okay, I'm ready for round two."
Fitz leaned over to reach back into the nightstand where his condoms were placed, He felt around the drawer for one, but couldn't find one. Olivia climbed out of his lap when he sat up to look in the drawer only to find it empty. He sighed and muttered, "Just my luck," underneath his breath with a shake of his head.
"What's wrong?" Olivia asked, crawling up behind him and wrapping her arms over his shoulders.
"I'm all out of condoms." He said, looking at her over his shoulder.
Olivia's face slightly fell, "Oh." Was all she said.
Fitz didn't know how he went through all of those condoms that quickly. He just bought a brand new box of them right before he moved and since he had been here, the only woman he slept with was Olivia and they only spent one night together before tonight. Damn they must've went round after round after round that first night for him to go through an entire pack of condoms.
"I can go to the store real quick and buy some more." He offered, but Olivia shook her head.
"Nah, by the time you come back I doubt I'll be in the mood then."
Fitz ran a sexually frustrated hand through his hair, "I'm sorry Liv, I thought I had more than just one. I should've been prepared."
"Fitz, we uh… we don't have to use condoms. I mean I'm on the pill and you're clean right?" Fitz nodded to confirm he was in fact free of any diseases. "I think we'll be good if we don't use that form of protection."
He laid back down underneath the comforter with her.
"I'll pull out if you don't feel comfortable with me cumming inside of you."
"It's up to you. You could pull out if you want to but you don't have to." Olivia told him as she climbed back on top of him.
Using Fitz's chest to balance herself, she slowly lowered herself onto his stiff cock. They both moaned from the feeling of being connected. Olivia spent the next few minutes riding him like a wild horse running free in the open fields. What drove her into a mad woman was the fact that there was no barrier in between her and Fitz. She could feel all of him inside all of her and that drove her crazy. Fitz felt the same way. He loved that he was bare inside of her and could feel all of her heat wrapping around him like a warm blanket. It didn't take long for Olivia to cum all over his dick, while he coated her inner walls with his semen. Fitz again got up to go to the bathroom to wet a wash cloth with warm water that he used to clean Olivia and himself off with.
After they both got cleaned up, he joined her back in his bed, this time they were in a spooning position with her back facing his front and his arm securely thrown over her left hip. It didn't take either of them long to succumb to sleep, feeling both tired and satiated, and for the first time in a week, they had a goodnight's rest.
The next morning Fitz's internal alarm clock woke him up at its usual time, seven o'clock. To his surprise Olivia was still in his bed, wrapped in his arms, sleeping. He knew she wasn't going to leave in the middle of the night like she had done the last time she stayed over, but a part of him still had its doubts. He hated that he had to get up to get ready for work. He would rather spend his entire day with Olivia in bed or anywhere as long as he was with her. He gently pushed her hair back, so he could a better view of her side profile. He swore she was the most beautiful he had ever laid eyes on.
He placed a soft kiss on her cheek before sneaking out of his bed and headed to the bathroom where he released his full bladder, brushed his teeth, took a shower, and shaved. Almost an hour later, he returned to his room to find Olivia still sleeping. He smiled to himself, thinking he must've really given it to her good last night. He knew he should be waking her up about now, but she looked too peaceful to disturb. To prolong the inevitable, he got dressed for his work day.
As he was in the process of lacing up his shoes, he heard his sheets rustle and turned to see Olivia stirring from her sleep. As soon as her eyes opened, they made contact with his. Fitz offered her a small smile and greeted her with a soft, "Good morning," and received one in return.
"How did you sleep?" He asked, turning back around to finish lacing his shoes.
"Great." Olivia sat up. "What time is it?" She asked through a yawn, while stretching her tired limbs.
Fitz checked the time on his wristwatch, "A quarter after eight."
Olivia groaned, "I have to get going."
Fitz stood and walked over to the side of his bed she was on and offered her a hand. She took it and allowed him to help her out of the bed. He rested his hands on her hips as they stared into each other's eyes. He lowered his head and placed a chaste kiss on her lips pouty lips.
"Thank you for spending the night with me and not running." He said with that silly yet cute lopsided grin on his face.
"You're welcome. Thank you for taking me to a place no man has ever before." She replied, using the same words he spoke. Fitz threw his head back and let out a hearty laugh.
"You are very welcome gorgeous."
His eyes gave her body a quick once over in all its morning glory. He felt like an incredibly fortunate man to call the beautiful goddess standing before him, his.
"I should probably get dressed and be getting home now so I can get ready for work which I have an hour to do."
Fitz chuckled and stepped to the side, so she could walk passed him. He decided to change his bed linen, while she got dressed. Olivia was dressed long before he finished and even helped him to speed the task up. After they were done making his bed, Fitz made sure his apartment was locked before escorting Olivia down to her car. After exchanging goodbye kisses, he waved goodbye to her and watched her drive away. He waited until he could no longer see her vehicle before getting into his own and heading to work, but not before he stopped at a nearby Starbucks to get a cup of coffee on his way there.
Another long work week for Fitz was finally over and the weekend was here. It was Saturday night and he was meeting his parents for dinner at the Hamilton. He wondered why they chose to have dinner at the Hamilton instead of having one at their house for him. His parents were simple people that liked simple things and did simple things, but when it came to their only son, they went all out even over the smallest things.
Once arrived at the hotel, he walked through the lobby and into the restaurant where he was going to meet his parents, who had texted him that they were already there. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he walked in, from the sight of about fifty plus people yelling, "WELCOME BACK!" in unison. Some of the guests there he recognized and the others looked unfamiliar to him. He assumed those people were friends of his parents'. Speaking of his parents… they were standing in front of the crowd.
"What is all this?" Fitz asked his parents as he approached them.
"This is your welcome back party." Julianna, his mother said, embracing him in a loving hug.
Fitz laughed and hugged both of his parents individually and thanked them. His father handed him a tumbler of scotch to start off his night. He accepted the drink and mingled with the guests. He conversed with some people he knew and allowed his parents to introduce him to their friends he either didn't remember or had never met. He was in a discussion with one of his father's friends when he felt a tap on his right shoulder. He turned his head to see his mom coming up next to him. Big Jerry distracted his friend to take his focus off of the interruption of his wife and the guests that came up behind his son.
"Fitz, honey look who's here." Julianna said with one hand on his back, while the other motioned to the people that were standing behind him.
Fitz turned around to see who they were and as soon as he did all of his blood felt like it drained from his body. The people now standing before him looked more like ghosts than human beings… well all of them except for one. Standing in front of him was none other than his ex-wife, her husband, his ex-in-laws, and his girlfriend. Actually Olivia was a little distance away from the rest of them. It didn't matter though; he was honestly just thrilled to see her there even though a part of him was shocked she was there since she told him she had to work.
"Hi Fitz, welcome back." Maya said, giving him a hug, which he returned.
"Thank you and thank you for coming." He said, flashing her a polite smile. He greeted Eli with a handshake.
As much as he didn't want to, he knew he had to acknowledge his ex. "Hi Gabriella." He opened his arms and gave her a brief friendly, but extremely awkward hug.
"Hi Fitz. How are you?"
"I'm good. How about you?"
"I'm good too."
"That's good. You look great by the way." He complimented her. He prayed Olivia didn't think he was trying to hit on her because that's not what he was doing at all. He was just being courteous.
"Thank you so do you."
Her eyes gave his body and quick scan and she definitely appreciated what she saw. Starting from the top, her eyes worked their way down. She noticed that his hair was less curly and wavier now. The one thing that didn't change though was his superman curl that was still as stubborn as she remembered. His facial features were more chiseled and his body that was dressed in a white polo solid waffle-knit crew-neck thermal long sleeve shirt and a pair of khakis was more toned. Fitz was always a handsome guy and seemed to be getting even more handsome as he aged.
"Thanks."
Michael cleared his throat, capturing their attention. Fitz's eyes shift from Gabriella to the man standing beside her. She noticed his attention was now on her husband. "Fitz, this is my husband Michael. Michael, this is Fitz." She introduced the two men.
It wasn't lost on any of them how she left out the fact that Fitz was her ex-husband, not that he cared. The two of them shook hands.
"How's it going man?" Fitz asked.
"Pretty good. You?"
"Same."
Fitz turned to greet Olivia, but the spot she was standing in only moments ago was vacant and she was nowhere in sight. He looked around for her, but could not find her among the crowd. He didn't know how it happened, but somehow his parents ended being whisked away by hers, while he was stuck chatting with his ex and her husband.
Sitting on a barstool, sipping on a glass of red wine, Olivia watched Fitz talk to her sister and brother-in-law. She could tell he was uncomfortable by the way he was shifting from one foot to the other with his fists buried deep inside his pockets. He also appeared to be distracted by something. As subtle as he was being about it, Olivia watched him glance around the room as he pretended to pay attention.
Olivia grinned at the frown on his face. She knew exactly what, better yet, who he was looking for. When his eyes finally connected with hers, a twinkle appeared in them, letting her know he finally found the person he had been searching for for the past ten minutes. She watched him say something, while giving Gabriella another hug and shaking Michael's hand again. She assumed he most likely excused himself because he was now approaching her.
When he reached the bar, he didn't acknowledge her right away. Instead, he ordered a scotch on the rocks. While waiting for the bartender to deliver his drink, he turned to look down at her. He greeted her with a smile and one tiny word.
"Hi."
Olivia gazed back up at him and too uttered the one word, "Hi."
"Some sporting event huh?" He quipped as he looked around the establishment.
Olivia laughed at his comment. "Say cheese." She lifted her phone to take a picture of him.
"Cheese."
Fitz gave her his best cheeky smile, causing her to laugh harder at his silliness. Forgetting to take off the flash, she took a photo of him. Fitz immediately squeezed his eyes shut from the bright light flashing directly in them.
"Damn Liv are you trying to blind me?" He chuckled, blinking his eyes a few times to recover from his temporary blindness.
Olivia gave him a sheepish look, "Sorry about that."
"It's all good but you could've given me a heads up. Thank you." He said to the bartender when he set his alcoholic beverage down in front of him.
"About what?"
He motioned around the entire room, "This. You could have told me my parents were throwing me a surprise welcome back party that you were attending." He took a sip of his drink.
"That's the point of calling it a 'surprise welcome back party'. It wouldn't have been a surprise if I spilled the beans." She said.
Fitz took another sip from his glass, "I could have pretended like I was surprised if I knew. I'm an expert at faking my emotions believe me."
Olivia knew what he was referring to, but decided to brush it off. She didn't want to think nor talk about his past relationship with her sister. That was so long ago and he was now hers.
"So… are you enjoying yourself?" She asked him, changing the subject.
"I am but you know what would make this night even better?"
Olivia shook her head, "No. What?" She was curious to hear his answer.
"If I could spend some alone time with you." He replied with a mischievous grin plastered on his face.
"And how do you plan on doing that?"
"Well I was going to book a room for us so we could spend some time alone away from the party. We don't have to do anything if you don't want to. That's not why I'm getting us a room. I haven't seen you all week and I've been missing you like crazy. Phone calls, text messaging, and FaceTime are not enough. I need to be in your presence, to spend quality time with you which I obviously can't do here and I can't wait any longer. So I'm going to go now and see if they have any rooms available which I'm sure they probably do. I'll call you and tell you what room we're in, once I get there."
"Fitz, you can't leave your own party." Olivia stated.
"Watch me." Fitz said, giving no fucks as he left out of the restaurant without being noticed by anyone, except for one pair of eyes that hadn't stopped staring at him since he walked in the room.
Author's Note: I read all your reviews and took into consideration what everyone said. As you all probably figured out, I'm working forward instead of recounting the events that led up to the confrontation. I tried to incorporate as many suggestions and ideas as I could for this chapter. For example, one reviewer said they wanted me to change to rating to M, which I did this chapter. I hope it doesn't feel like I'm rushing too much. I don't want this FF to be too long, but I don't want it to feel too rushed either. Thoughts? As always I hope you enjoyed!