I know some of you think this Fitz is portrayed as a jerk, but he's not meant to be. Yes he's a bit demanding, but that's just how his character is. He's also nine years older than Olivia, who is twenty-two, so age kind of plays a part in how they act. By the way this is NOT a Mellitz story. Writing that scene with Mellie last chapter and this chapter made me gag. I only ship team Fitz and team Olitz. Anyway I hope you enjoy!
Olivia breathlessly watched him descend down her fully exposed body leaving a trail of wet kisses. Her breath hitched in anticipation as he hovered mere inches above where she desired him most. Both of her legs were spread wide apart and rested comfortably on his shoulders. Fitz stared at her dripping core like a starved man about to feast. Olivia shivered when his warm breath blew against her swollen nub. She looked down in between her legs to see a sinister smirk on Fitz' face as he lowered it. A second later she felt his tongue gradually lick her lower lips before he latched onto her clit. He sucked on it hard and swirled his tongue around it.
Olivia's hips shot off the bed when he nipped it with his front teeth. Fitz pinned her body down with his right hand, while his left hand found its way at her entrance. He slowly slid two fingers inside of her, causing her hips to buck. Fitz fingered her slippery walls with so much power behind each thrust. Olivia knew she wasn't going to last long from the ministrations his skillful mouth and fingers were doing to her. She was just about to let go when Fitz pulled his fingers out of her. He grinned at her, bringing his two fingers coated in her juices to his mouth, where he sucked them clean. Olivia was mesmerized by the sight of the man lying in between her legs.
She was taken out of her sex induced trance when Fitz kissed his way back up her body until he reached her lips. He kissed her plumped lips hard and snaked his tongue inside her mouth. In desperate need of oxygen, Olivia pulled away from their kiss. Fitz moved off of her, giving her a moment to catch her breath. She was going to need all of it for what he had in store for her. Lying on his back, Fitz pulled Olivia on top of him. Her essence dripped on his toned abs.
"Ride my face." His deep husky voice commanded.
Olivia was reluctant at first because she never did anything like that before. Fitz assured her that it was okay and to trust him. His assuring words were enough to convince her. She carefully moved up his body until her vagina was hovering right above his face. Fitz hooked both of his arms over her hips, locking them in place. He then lowered her down onto his face. Olivia felt awkward sitting on his face at first, but her reservations went out the window when she felt Fitz' harden tongue slip through her slick folds and enter her wetness. She threw her head back and loudly moaned.
"Ahhhhh!"
Fitz continued to assault her with his tongue and pretty soon Olivia started to grind against his face. The sensation was becoming too much for her. She tried to lift her hips, but once again Fitz wouldn't let her. He smirked against her as he flicked his tongue across her clit.
"Mmmm Fitz too much." She tried to push his head away.
Fitz managed to grab both of her wrists with his right hand, while his left arm wrapped around her waist. He was not going to stop until Olivia came from the magic his mouth was working on her. He spelled out his entire name as he continued to sex her with his tongue. First name, F-I-T-Z-G-E-R-A-L-D… middle name, T-H-O-M-A-S… last name, G-R-A-N-T I-I-I. That was his way of marking his territory, even though she technically wasn't his to mark. Fitz let go of her hands and used his right thumb to rub deep circles into her clit as his tongue plunged in and out of her.
"Oh… oh god… Fi… Fitz... I… I'm cu… mm… AHHH!" Olivia screamed as her orgasm hit hard.
Her legs shook as her sweet nectar squirted directly into Fitz' hungry awaiting mouth. She leaned forward, resting her head against the headboard trying to regulate her breathing. All the while, Fitz was still feasting on her, sucking and licking till he was sure he licked her completely clean. He helped raise her off his face and Olivia collapsed face first beside him onto the bed absolutely spent. Fitz sat on his knees at the foot of the bed admiring the work he did on her body.
His eyes scanned her sexy body. He admired her curves and edges, while softly running the tip of his index finger down her back. He loved the way her silky smooth chocolate skin felt under his gentle touch. What he loved the most was her perfectly round shaped globes. He never saw an ass as fantastic as hers in his life. Not on models, not on Mellie, or the past women he'd slept with, not on any woman he ever laid eyes on. Fitz bent down and kissed each of her firm yet soft cheeks. Olivia tensed from the feeling of his mouth coming in contact with that specific region of her body. She was into kinky doings during sex, but anal play was strictly off limits.
"Fitz don't." She told him uneasily and turned her head to look back at him.
"Don't worry I'm not going to. I was just showing my appreciation." Fitz replied in a soothing voice.
He kissed both cheeks again before ghosting his lips up her body. Olivia reveled in the feeling of his breath on the surface of her soft skin. He kissed her neck when his lips came in contact with it, while placing her hands flat against the headboard. Fitz got settled on top of her, holding his upper body up with his hands that were pressed firmly against the mattress on either side of Olivia's head. He aligned himself up with her opening and entered her in one deep stroke. They both moaned from the feeling of their bodies connecting.
Fitz had to take a minute to control himself, so he didn't cum prematurely. Olivia was so tight around his large manhood. Once he was sure he wasn't going to cum right away, he began moving inside of her. He kissed the back of her neck as he prone boned her hard and fast. The only sounds that could be heard throughout the room were their moaning, their skin slapping together, the bed squeaking, and the headboard repeatedly banging into the wall. Fitz rammed into her at such a powerful speed his balls started slapping against her clit, causing Olivia to moan uncontrollably.
"Damn." Fitz grunted.
He was close and he could tell Olivia was too by the way her walls pulsated around his rigid length. Olivia came moments later screaming his name at the top of her lungs. Fitz squeezed his eyes shut just as he was about to bust his load inside of her when a piercing voice took him out of the moment. He recognized that voice. It was Mellie's voice. He opened his eyes. Olivia was gone and he now was lying on his back staring up at the ceiling that resembled the one in his bedroom in the apartment he shared with…
"Fitz, wake up." Mellie said standing above his side of the bed already dressed for the day.
Fitz was startled awake and quickly sat up in bed. He was drenched in sweat and his chest heaved up and down from his labored breathing.
"Fitz, are you okay?" Mellie asked concerned by the way he jolted awake.
"Yeah." Fitz croaked through his dry mouth.
He felt like the room was on fire because his body was burning up. He couldn't seem to catch his breath. It was as if he was suffocating from the thick smoke filling the atmosphere. He knew it was all in his head, but the dream he had was too real and vivid to be a fragment of his imagination, especially with the raging erection in between his thighs, courtesy of the dream he about Olivia. He didn't understand why, but he couldn't stop thinking about her ever since he almost kissed her last night. Of course Mason was somewhere on his mind, but Olivia consumed majority of his thoughts, which were once again interrupted by a certain someone.
"Are you sure?" Mellie checked his temperature with the back of her hand on his sweaty forehead.
Fitz removed her hand from his head and held it in his. "I promise you, I'm fine." He gave her a reassuring smile.
She seemed to have taken his word because she let it go.
"Okay, well I'm going to head out now. The girls are waiting for me. I'll see you later. Love you." Mellie bent down and pecked his lips before collecting her keys and purse and left.
Fitz was only semi paying attention to what she said before she kissed him and left. He was still lost in his thoughts, struggling to figure out why he had been dreaming about doing very naughty things to Olivia. Fitz groaned in frustration and fell back on the bed, his head slamming against his soft plush pillows. Olivia was going to make his life a lot more interesting than she already had. He didn't know yet if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but he did know that he was eager to see what the future held for them.
At noon, Fitz pulled up to Olivia's hotel just in time to take her, Mason, and Abby to the airport for their flight that was set to leave in an hour, after spending the entire morning running errands. He knocked on the door and seconds later Olivia opened it.
"Hi." She greeted softly, barely able to look him in the eye. She was still a bit uncomfortable in his presence after what almost transpired between them the previous night.
Fitz cleared his throat and replied with his own soft, "Hi." It took everything in him to keep his eyes from drifting down her fully clothed body. The dream he had of her was still fresh on his mind.
Olivia stepped aside and allowed Fitz to enter into the room. She got a whiff of his cologne as he passed by and her knees almost buckled from his strong masculine scent. It's a good thing she was still holding onto the door in case her legs did give out on her. Let's just say Fitz wasn't the only one who woke up with difficulty breathing after having a very intense and explicit dream.
Fitz walked further into the room to see Mason sitting on Olivia's bed playing with his little stuffed monkey. Mason looked up at him as he started to the approach him. A smile immediately broke out on both of their faces. Mason dropped his monkey and lifted his little arms up. Fitz granted his son's request and lifted him up. Fitz kissed Mason's forehead.
"Hey McDaddy!" Abby said cheerfully with a bright smile on her face.
"Hi Abby." Fitz chuckled. He still couldn't get over that name. "How are you?"
"Oh I'm much better now. How about you?"
"I'm fine, thanks."
Abby eyed him up and down, "Yes. You. Are." She spoke slowly enunciating each word. "Don't you agree Liv?" She asked, turning her attention to Olivia with a devilish smirk on her face. Olivia glared at Abby, causing her redheaded friend to laugh.
"I hate you." Olivia voiced as she focused on making sure she had everything packed.
"Yeah whatever. You know you love me."
Olivia picked up one of the pillows on her bed and whipped it at Abby. Abby caught it and threw it back at her. Unfortunately, the pillow slipped out of her hand and ended up hitting Mason. Mason laughed when the soft pillow made contact with his tiny body. He looked down at the floor where it landed and leaned over his father's arms to reach for it. Fitz bent down and picked the pillow up, handing it to his son. Mason immediately dropped it, which was his attempt to throw it. Fitz laughed and again picked the pillow up.
"This is how it's done bud." Fitz threw the pillow in Olivia's direction, successfully hitting her in the face. He, Mason, and Abby all started laughing.
Olivia pouted, "I hate you." She told him. "Give me my son."
"Aw don't be like that Livvie." Fitz walked over to where she stood and handed Mason over to her. "I'm sorry." He kissed her temple.
"I don't forgive you."
"C'mon Livvie. Please forgive me. I really am sorry." Fitz gave her his best puppy dog face with his eyebrows knitted and bottom lip dramatically poked out.
Olivia couldn't control the smile that replaced her pout when she saw Fitz' face. He was so handsomely cute.
"What do you think? Should I forgive daddy?" Olivia asked Mason, who had lost all interest in them.
He was on a mission and his objective was to get ahold of his mommy's necklace. Olivia purposely shifted him in her arms, so that he wouldn't be able to reach it. However, that didn't deter him from still trying to. He looked so adorable with the determined look on his little face.
"Oh no you don't. You're not going to break another necklace of mine, especially since this is my favorite one. You're going back to daddy." Olivia handed Mason back to Fitz, but not before kissing his cheek first. "Fitz, can you bring him to the car?"
"You don't want me to carry your things out instead?" Fitz asked, eyeing her fairly large suitcase and Mason's diaper bag and other belongings.
"No I got everything." Olivia replied, giving the room one final once over. Her eyes landed on the folded crib leaning against the wall across from the beds. "Actually, can you take his crib out to your car too please?"
"Of course, anything else you need help with?"
"Nope we got everything else. Right Abby?"
"Yep. Although I would love to see McDaddy's muscle stretch that tight t-shirt he's got on some more." Abby replied, while staring at Fitz' bicep that was damn near ripping his sleeve as he lifted up Mason's crib.
Olivia had no comment. She gave up trying to get Abby to filter herself around Fitz, who didn't seem to mind her blunt appreciation of his physical appearance. He seemed to have already gotten used to it and may even enjoyed. Scratch that, he did enjoy it. The smirk on his face confirmed that.
With Mason's car seat firmly held in his left hand and the crib safely tucked underneath his right arm, Fitz made his way out to his Range Rover. He buckled Mason's car seat with the six month old in it, in the backseat of his car first, making sure it was secure before putting the crib in the trunk. He then leaned against his car as he waited for Olivia and Abby to come out.
When they finally did, their arms were loaded with stuff. Fitz immediately took most of their belongings from them, which they were thankful for. He loaded his trunk one by one with the rest of their stuff and closed it once everything was in. Afterwards, he joined the others in his car and proceeded to drive them to the airport.
"So we'll see you this weekend right?" Olivia asked Fitz.
They were at the airport and in the process of saying their "goodbyes". Abby had stood off to the side to give them a little privacy and family time.
"Yeah, I'm going to fly out there Friday afternoon. I'll call you when I land." Fitz confirmed, staring down at her, while Mason pulled his ear.
"Okay." Olivia smiled at him and he returned the gesture. "Okay little man, stop pulling dada's ear and say bye bye." She told Mason.
Fitz chuckled and turned his head to look at his son. "Bye buddy. Daddy's going to miss you so so much." He kissed Mason's cheek several times. Mason responded by grabbing both of his clean shaven cheeks and leaned in like he had done to Olivia the night before.
"He wants a kiss." Olivia explained to Fitz, who looked amused and confused.
Fitz pecked his son's lips before assaulting the rest of his face with kisses. Eventually Olivia almost had to pry Mason out of Fitz's arms because he was stalling, not wanting to face the inevitable. With one final hug and kiss, Fitz finally handed Mason back over to Olivia.
"I guess I'll see you guys in a couple of days." Fitz sighed.
"I guess so."
"Take care of yourself Livvie." Fitz told her sincerely.
"You too."
Olivia allowed herself to be engulfed in Fitz' arms. She loved the feel of being in them and secretly wished he never let her go. Unfortunately, life only worked that way in fairytales, which they were not in. Mason squirming in between them was what finally caused them to break apart. That was also Abby's cue to rejoin them.
"Bye McDaddy." She said, pulling him into a hug.
"Bye Abby."
Fitz hugged her back, but when he let her go, her arms were still wrapped around his torso. He looked to Olivia for help.
"Abby."
"Yes?" She answered in a dreamy voice with her eyes closed still holding onto Fitz.
"Let him go."
With a final squeeze, Abby reluctantly let go of Fitz. The small group again, said their "goodbyes" and went their separate ways.
After leaving the airport, Fitz went directly to his parents' house, which was located in a safe gated community where a lot of successful, rich, and famous people lived. He pulled into the large half circular driveway and parked his car behind his sister's white Jaguar f type coupe. Fitz made his way to the front door and rang the doorbell. Moments later Maria, the Grant's housekeeper, opened the door. Fitz smiled when the short friendly looking Hispanic woman opened the door.
"Fitz!" Maria's face lit up when she answered the door and he appeared on the other side of it.
Fitz' smile grew wider as he embraced the older woman. It was no secret that Fitz was Maria's favorite Grant. Don't get her wrong, she loved all the Grants, but Fitz had a special place in her heart. Maybe that was because she tragically lost her son at very young age and tried to savor a part of him vicariously through Fitz, since they were about the same age.
"Hi Maria. How are you?" Fitz asked when they pulled back from the hug.
"I'm good. How about you?"
"I'm great, thanks. Where are my parents?"
Maria stepped to the side to allow him entrance in the very large expensive home he grew up in.
"They're in the family room. Kara is here too."
"Thanks. I saw her car out front."
"Would you like anything to eat or drink?"
"No thank you, I'm fine." Fitz replied, planting a soft kiss to her cheek before heading into the family room where the rest of his family was at talking. "Hey everyone." He announced as he walked into the classy yet comfortable furnished room.
"Fitz!" They all greeted cheerfully, much like Maria did moments ago.
Fitz walked over to his mom and dad first and gave each of them a hug and kiss. Then he went over to the smaller couch to his greet his sister.
"How's my favorite older brother?" Kara asked him as he sat down next to her.
Fitz scrunched his brows, "I'm your only older brother."
"Biologically that's true but I do have guy friends that I consider to be like brothers to me." Kara sassed.
"Yeah, well that's all they better be." He warned, giving her a pointed look.
Kara rolled her eyes at her big brother's protective side making its appearance. "Can you not."
Fitz smirked, "It's my job as your one and only older brother to make sure you stay safe, pure, and innocent."
"Why are you here?" She asked, changing the subject.
"Because I am visiting my parents." Fitz answered simply with a shrug. "Why are you here?" He countered.
"Because I too am visiting my parents."
"Touché. No I'm just kidding. I'm actually here because I have something really important to tell all of you."
"What is it honey?" Fitz' mother Catherine, asked.
"Are you in trouble son?" Big Jerry questioned in a concerned tone that could only belong to a father.
"No dad, I'm good. It's nothing bad. I uh…" Fitz took a deep breath before ripping the Band-Aid right off. "I have a six month old son."
"You what?!" They all yelled in complete shock at his revelation.
"I have a six month old son, named Mason." Fitz reiterated, unfazed by his family's reactions.
"With whom and how come you're just telling us that you have a son?" Catherine inquired.
"I just found out myself two days ago."
"What? That's ridiculous. How do you know he's your son? Does she have proof? Who is this woman anyway?" Big Jerry probed, firing question after question, leaving no time in between for Fitz to answer.
"Dad relax. Take a deep breath and count to ten." Big Jerry did as his son requested. Fitz made sure his father was calmed all the way down before he continued. "There's no doubt in my mind that he's my son. He looks a lot like me. He's mine. I've only been a father for two days and I love it. I love him. That's why I took a paternity test to prove to you all that he's mine because I refuse do deny my own kid."
"Fitz I want you to be practical. I mean what if he's not yours? What are you going to do then?"
"That's just the thing, he is my son. My name is on his birth certificate. He carries our last name. He is a Grant." Now it was Fitz' turn to calm down because he was getting more upset by the second. "Olivia is the name of the woman I had unprotected sex with. Last year when I was in California for business, I met her at a restaurant. We talked, ate dinner, and I invited her back to my hotel room where we were intimate. Two days ago, she stopped by my office to inform me that I have son."
"Fitz, how do you know she's not lying? What if she's just out for your money, your inheritance?" Big Jerry asked.
Fitz shook his head, "Olivia's not like that. Believe me. She's really smart and hardworking and extremely independent. Everything she has right now she got with little help from others. She's currently attending UCLA on a full academic scholarship that she earned all on her own with the support of her family and friends." Fitz paused to collect his thoughts. "I know that I may sound a bit naïve but you don't know her. She's not that type of woman. All she wants from me is to be there for Mason. That's it, nothing more, nothing less. She's made it very clear that she doesn't want my money nor does she want you guys thinking she's an opportunist."
"Fitz, do you really believe that her baby is yours?"
Fitz looked both of his parents dead in the eye, while he responded to his mother's question. "I do. From the first time I laid eyes on him, I knew that he was mine. I can honestly hardly explain why I do but I just do. You know that feeling you get when you just know something and believe in it with everything in you? If he wasn't my son, I wouldn't have as strong of a connection as I do with him. Mason's my little man." A small smile formed on his face when he said that last part. His eyes were diverted and he had a faraway look in them.
All of the three other Grants in the room had no choice, but to trust their son and brother's word. The last thing they wanted to see was Fitz get played and then hurt as a result, but he clearly fell in love with the baby boy that was claimed to be his. They had to accept that and support him.
"Well then, congrats and welcome to parenthood, old man." Big Jerry quipped as a smile broke out on his face.
Fitz chuckled, "You're the one to talk, old man." He threw right back. He was happy, excited, and relieved that his family accepted that he was now a father. He couldn't contain the huge smile that formed on his face.
"Congrats big bro. I can't believe I'm an aunt." Kara pulled Fitz into a hug. "Your pull out game is weak by the way." She whispered in his ear before planting a kiss on his cheek. Fitz glared at her when they pulled back.
"So when do we get to meet our grandson and this lovely young woman you speak highly of?" Catherine questioned her son, effectively taking his attention off of his little pain in the ass of a sister who he loved beyond words.
"In two weeks. I'm flying to California this weekend to visit them and next weekend I'm flying them out here so you can all meet."
"I have a better idea. How about we fly out to California with you this weekend?" Big Jerry suggested.
"What? Why would you do that?" Fitz asked alarmed.
"Don't look so excited son." Big Jerry said sarcastically. "For starters we could use a mini vacation and we really want to meet your little family."
"Guys I haven't even met Olivia's parents yet s-"
Catherine cut him off, "Perfect! That's even better for you. You don't have to go through the nerve wracking process of meeting her parents and vice versa. It will be easier to break the ice and less awkward if we all meet each other at once. Doesn't that sound like a much better plan?"
"Mom." Fitz groaned, causing Catherine to give him a stern look. Fitz sighed, knowing that he wasn't going to get out of there without conceding. "Fine but I have to talk to Olivia first to make sure she's okay with three of you tagging along."
"Great! We got that settled. I can't wait to meet my grandson. I bet he's the most adorable little thing."
"He is." Fitz confirmed with a head nod. "I have pictures of him on my phone if you would like to see them."
"Of course we would like to. You should have shown them to us a while ago." Kara said, shoving his shoulder.
"Just for that, I'm showing mom and dad the pictures first." Fitz said, sticking his tongue out her and got up with his phone in hand to show his parents pictures of Mason and Olivia.
Kara followed him and stood behind the couch as Fitz sat in between their parents, scrolling through the many pictures he took of Mason and Olivia.
"Oh my god Fitzybear, he's too cute for words! Look at him!" Catherine squealed like the happy grandmother she was.
"Yep, he is definitely a Grant. Look at those blue eyes and that smile." Big Jerry stated like the proud grandfather he was.
"I told you." Fitz responded with a proud smile of his own.
"My nephew's going to be such a little heartbreaker when he gets older." Kara said from her place behind the couch, leaned over it.
"Absolutely not. He is going to be a sweet and caring gentleman just like his father." Catherine stated firmly, giving her daughter the side eye.
"Since when was Fitz ever those things?"
"Shut it." Was Fitz' only comeback for the moment.
"I'm guessing that beautiful young lady is Olivia." Big Jerry assumed, pointing to the woman who was squatted down beside the swing Mason was in.
"Yeah that's Olivia."
"I was wondering where Mason got his looks from because they couldn't have come from you." Kara teased, pushing the back of her brother's head.
"Haha." Fitz laughed sarcastically. "At least I look semi decent. You on the other hand have no hope." Kara picked up a pillow and hit Fitz on the side of the head with it. Before Fitz could retaliate, Big Jerry intervened.
"Okay you two that's enough."
"He started it." "She started it." They tattled at the same time, pointing to each other.
"And I'm ending it." Big Jerry said with finality.
"Whatever. I have to go." Fitz stated, standing up from the couch.
He stretched his long stiff limbs and even cracked a few.
"Ew Fitz. That's rude and disgusting." Catherine scolded him with a look of disgust etched on her face.
"Sorry mommy dearest."
Fitz leaned down and kissed his mom on the forehead. While he was down there, he too gave his father a hug and kiss on the temple before standing straight up again.
"I'll call you guys tonight after I get off the phone with Olivia." Fitz informed them as he made his way out the room.
"Okay. So I guess it's safe to say that Mellie isn't going with us since she doesn't know?" Catherine called out to him, causing Fitz to stop in his tracks.
Kara snickered and Big Jerry just shook his head at his wife's disdain for their son's fiancé. Drama wasn't really his forte. His wife and Mellie were the definition of drama and he tried to stay far away from it. It was no secret that Catherine wasn't too fond of Mellie. She didn't like how Mellie was demanding, overbearing, and controlling of Fitz. He wasn't his full self when she was around. Catherine didn't know what Fitz saw in the woman because she didn't trust her as far as she could throw her, which was not at all. Catherine wanted the best for her baby boy and Mellie wasn't that. Fitz could do so much better than her.
Which he may have already done with the younger woman he slept with and had a child with. She hoped that he would one day come to his senses before he said "I do" and find someone that he was truly happy with. Preferably Olivia whom she had yet to meet, but could already tell captured her son's desirability by the way his eyes lit up when he described her. He had a look of adoration and dare she say love on his face. She didn't know how Fitz was feeling, but she was almost one hundred percent sure that he may be falling for Olivia without realizing it.
Fitz turned around slowly to face his family, who were all staring back at him. "How'd you know I didn't tell Mellie yet?" He asked in utter surprise, but then again she was his mother and could read him like an open book with her women's intuition.
"Because you're still alive." Catherine said simply, voicing what they all knew to be true.
When Mellie found out about Mason and Olivia, all hell was going to break loose.
"Really?" Olivia asked, propped up against her headboard as she looked at Fitz through her iPhone 6 screen.
They were currently FaceTiming. Fitz already got to see Mason and wish him a goodnight before Olivia put him down. He then brought up the conversation he had with his parents and sister and the suggestion his father made about both families meeting.
"Yeah. They really want to meet you and Mason." Fitz told her as he too was propped up against his own headboard. Luckily for him, Mellie wouldn't be home for another hour or two, which gave them plenty of time to talk.
"They don't think I'm a gold digger or anything like that?" Olivia asked surprised. She found it hard to believe that his family was as accepting as he said they were unless he was lying.
"Well, I'm not going to lie to you. At first they thought you were but I was finally able to convince them that you were the exact opposite. You have nothing to worry about." Fitz assured her.
"So let me get this right, your family wants to meet my family this weekend?"
"Yep."
Olivia bit her bottom lip unsure of what to say or how to respond. Everything was happening so abrupt. Fitz' eyes were glued to her lip that was in between her perfect white teeth. He found her to be a mixture between cute and sexy and at the moment she was sexy. The way she bit her lip had him once again thinking impure thoughts. However, he didn't have time to revel in those thoughts before he was pulled away from them.
"What do you think?" She asked him with uncertainty.
"I'm fine with whatever you want to do. I mean if meeting my family so soon is going to make you uncomfortable then they can wait until you're ready."
Olivia shook her head, "No. I don't want to upset them and make them not like me. Besides my parents want to meet you too so maybe we should just get it over with and do it this weekend."
"Are you sure?"
Olivia nodded, "Yeah."
Fitz stared at her hard to see if there was any doubt on her face. There was none. "Okay." He agreed. "I'll let them know. They're going to be so thrilled."
Olivia giggled at his unenthusiastic tone. "You don't sound too happy."
Fitz smirked, "I'm very happy, it's just that my family can be… too involved. I'm not saying that's necessarily a bad thing. My family's very nice and loving but they tend to go overboard sometimes, especially my mom. She still calls me Fitzybear and pinches my cheeks. Warning she's a cheek pincher. She loves pinching cheeks. It drives me crazy but I love her for it. She's a really great mom. She's the type of mom who will cook up a storm and coddle you in your late forties."
"Like the mom on Everybody Loves Raymond?"
Fitz let out a hearty laugh at Olivia's comparison to his mom and the fictional one on the TV show because that's exactly how she was. "Oh my god. You hit the nail right on the head. My mom is just like her. Not as much as a nuisance but they definitely have a lot of the same qualities."
Olivia laughed, "If it makes you feel better, my mom is just the same."
"That makes me feel a lot better. I have a feeling they are going to get along very well."
"Likewise."
Their laughter subsided and they stared quietly at each other for a while before Olivia's voice broke the silence. "I should probably get ready for tomorrow."
"Me too."
However, neither made a move to disconnect the call. They continued to gaze at each other through their cell phones' screens. Seconds turned to minutes as they just looked at one another. No words were spoken. They didn't need to be. Somehow Olivia and Fitz were communicating on a level that was beyond words. Their eyes spoke all the words their mouths were unable to form. Their eyes spoke the truth both were afraid to say aloud. The sound of Mason's cries through the baby monitor popped the bubble of tranquility they had created.
"I should probably go check on him." Olivia said softly.
"Yeah." Fitz agreed, never taking his eyes off of her.
"Bye Fitzybear."
Fitz chuckled softly, "Bye Liv."
Author's Note: I'm going to stop here. I know I said that Fitz was going to tell Mellie this chapter and meet Olivia's parents but unfortunately I have a lot of school work to complete and it's all due tomorrow (lucky me) . I also got the idea to have all the Popes and Grants meet at the same time because I think it's going to be entertaining to see them interact. Looks like Olivia and Fitz are catching feelings. Yay! I don't know how soon I'll update because of school and I'm working on the next chapter for Hold Tight since a lot of you really want me to update that fic. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed!
