They couldn't make it back to the hotel fast enough. Fitz wanted to take her right there in the car and she wanted him to. They had to remember they had an audience that might not want to see them express their love in the way they wanted to do it. Fitz feels like he is about to explode. He had the bedrooms set up with champagne and roses and chocolate covered strawberries. Once Liv saw the romantic set up, she had ideas of her own. She tells him wants to freshen up. Liv has locked him out of the bathroom saying she wanted to freshen up for him. He's begging her to come out. Her one word answer has been simple, Patience.
"Baby, you didn't need to freshen up," he pleads.
"Patience Mr. Grant. You have me all night. What's a few more minutes?" She giggles.
"My dick is going to tear through these pants if you don't hurry up," he says as he looks at his engorged dick.
"Then take them off silly," she laughs a little more.
He's so hot for her, he never even thought of that. He starts tearing off his clothes in a very unceremonious fashion. He wonders should he be standing waiting for her stark naked when she comes out. Or, maybe he should lay on the bed and wait for her, stark naked with his wood standing at attention. He then thinks about it. Maybe freshening up is not such a bad idea. He runs downstairs to the bathroom, freshen up his deodorant and cologne. He wants her to accost him as much as he wants to accost her. He makes sure he is ready for her.
He runs back up stairs, and decides waiting on the bed naked is the way to go. He decides to add to his accessories by having a rose resting in his mouth. His body is stretched across the bed. His peen stretched and hard, leaking. He wants her and he wants her now. He finally hears the door unlatch. His eyes are trained on the door, waiting for her to appear.
She walks out and bursts into laughter. The visual of Fitz stops her plan to sultry walk over to him dead in her tracks. "I don't think that's the reaction I was looking for."
"I'm sorry baby. I didn't expect to see you like this," she says as she then fixates on what's waiting for her.
"I thought you'd like what you see," he says.
She takes a breath, "I love what I see…..," she blushes. "And I love you."
He takes the visual of her all in. She's standing before him in a beautiful black and white satin robe on. He can't wait to see what's underneath. He's hoping there's nothing at all. He's glad he took the needles off the roses. He bites down so hard at the sight of her. He would have drawn blood otherwise.
"Do you love what you see?" She asks.
His eyes are filled with lust. "Take off your robe," he says.
She never takes her eyes off of him. She unties the robe and lets it fall from her body. His wish was almost true. She has on a lace cupless bra and nothing else. He moans in satisfaction at the sight of her.
"Turn around," he continues.
She feels a shiver. She turns around. Just the bravado of his voice talking to her is making her wet all over. The shine of the ring on her finger hits the dimmed light. "Fitz," she sings.
He just licks his lips. Her perfectly round ass is just begging for him. "Unhook your bra," he says. He chuckles a bit as there's hardly a bra there.
She reaches behind and unhooks her bra, letting it fall to the floor. The anticipation is killing her. What is he going to do? What will he ask next? "Fitz," she says again. Her skin is literally on fire.
"Walk back to me but don't turn around," he says.
"What if I hit something?" she says.
"I got you," he says as he. "You trust me don't you?"
She is naked. She is bare. She's never felt more vulnerable. Her submission to him, it feels good. Without answering his question she begins to move backwards. When she is about to hit the bed's edge he instructs her to stop and she does. She brings her finger to her lips as she bites down. She's never been more anxious. And then she lets out the sexiest gasp. "Ahhh," she says as he brings his arm around her stomach and pulls her into him. Her ass is rubbing against his erection.
"You are going to be my wife," he says as he kisses down her neck as she moans. "You are going to be my best friend….my lover," he says as he continues to suck her neck and then nips her skin. "You are mine," he says as he brings his hand in between her legs and cups her sex.
She bites her lip, "Ohhhh."
"I love you," he says as he gently slides his two fingers inside of her. He begins to massage her nipples with his other hand.
He's working her walls with his finger, massaging her clit softly. She is moving her head from side to side. "I love you," she answers as she tries to turn around and he stops her. "Fitz I need you," she whispers.
"And you'll have me. I am yours," he says as he quickens the pace of his fingers inside her. Her juices are covering his fingers. Her sensories are sparking as he messages her breasts.
She throws her head back on his chest, "Fitz, I…..ugh….I…" She can't find the words and then she feels it. His dick is teasing her slit.
"Can I?" He whispers as he licks her ear.
"Please…..," she begs as she brings her hand to the top of his hand as he continues to work her treasure.
He enters her slowly, going inch by inch. He begins to go slowly in and out of her. He's on his knees, lifted on the bed, sliding inside of her. She is sure her legs are going to give way. His thrusts are slow and smooth at first. She swerves her hips to feel every move as he moves inside her.
"Shit," Fitz mouths.
"Baby…..Fitz…..Fitz…," she chants. She brings one arm behind her as she pushes his ass into her. She wants him as deep as he can go. "Yes...Yes…," repeats. It feels so good she thinks she will lose her mind. In fact, she thinks she has lost her mind.
"Damn...good. You feel so good," Fitz says. Sweat is starting to appear on his skin. His hair is becoming wet. She's close and he can feel it. He moves his fingers inside of her and him moving from behind. His fingers are drenched in a pool of honey. His dick is coated. He's close. He wants her to come before him. He doesn't know how much longer his legs will give him balance.
"Yes…," she screams. "Yes," she screams again. Her body starts to tremble. His body is trembling. "Fuck me hard," she yells.
Damn if that wasn't the sexiest thing he ever heard. He begins to ram her harder as her hand is glued to his ass pushing him in. "Baby...Fuck…" he's chanting as the vein in his head is protruding. He is thrusting into her hit every spot he can harshly just like she asked.
She screams at the top of her lungs as she climaxes. Her body feels like it is in traction. The perspiration is dripping from her skin as he comes inside of her, "Livvie...Livvie," he chants her name as he holds her tight. They stay in this standing position for what seems like minutes. He finally pulls out and she exhales at the loss of his fullness. He throws them back on the bed. She turns around and lays on top of him. Their skin is sticking to each other. Her nipples are stuck to his skin.
She just needs to taste his skin. She licks the lines of his lips. She just needs to keep that closeness. He moans at the feel of her lips on him. "That was amazing," she says as she drops her head to his chest. He's stroking her hair softly.
"This was just the beginning," he says as he pulls her up more to him. "I couldn't help myself when I saw that robe hit the floor. Your ass is so perfect. I lost my mind."
She throws her head back in laughter, slapping his chest. "Now you know why I wanted you to be patient. I wanted to give you a present," she laughs.
He's stroking her back, "That wasn't how I wanted to start tonight. I wanted to slowly make love to you a few times and then I wanted to make love to you in that window facing the falls and be kinky with you."
She looks at him incredulously, "A few times!" She kisses his nipple, resting her chin on his chest looking at him with those doe eyes he loves, "I'm not complaining. You feel so good, especially inside me," she says. She sucks her finger, surprising him and then traces his lips with her moisture. "You can still do all those things. After all we are celebrating," she says as she holds out her hand, fanning her fingers staring at her ring.
"Was the proposal everything you dreamed? How did I do?"
"It was more than I dreamed," she smiles. "You hear me Fitz. You heard me when I said this was a dream of mine to be here. You made that dream come true underneath fireworks and the stars and with beautiful music. You asked me to be your wife."
He brings her ring hand up to his lips and kisses it, "And you said yes."
"I did," she says, kissing him.
"You can't take it back now. You have to marry me. You are stuck with me," he announces.
"You are stuck with me," she laughs.
He sits up. She can see the seriousness in his face. "I'm going to make you happy," he says.
She sits up to meet him. "You already make me happy Fitz."
"I want you to hear me," he says as he reaches for her hand, intertwining their fingers.
"I hear you," she says softly, never taking her eyes off of him.
"I want you to hear me when I say I am going to make you happy. I want you to hear when I say I am going to be the best husband. I'm going to be your best man. Your happiness will be mine. I want you to believe that."
"I've never been this happy," she smiles. A tear starts to fall. "I want you to hear me. I've never been loved this way. I've never felt this way before. I feel like I have lost my mind. That's how you make me feel. You fill me up. I want you to believe that." she answers.
He brings her lips to him and they begin to kiss. He parts her lips with his tongue and their tongues attach themselves to each other. She slides his tongue as far as it will go as they kiss the air out of each other's lungs. They are sucking and kissing. They can't get enough of each other's mouth. She moves her body on top of his. Her nipples are now pressed into his skin as they continue to explore each other's mouth and tongue.
She finally breaks away from the kiss, breathless. "I am going to be the best wife. I'm going to make you the happiest you've ever been Mr. Grant."
He loves how her little body attaches to his. "Prove it," he grins.
"I thought you were proving things to me tonight," she winks.
He cups her cheeks with his hands, "I am letting you start on your womanly wife duties."
She tilts her head. "Am I marrying a caveman?"
He winks, "No, you are marrying a very horny man."
"You are completely insane," she laughs.
"I am insanely in love with you," he responds as he kisses. "I want to make love to my fiance right now."
She feels like he is looking into her soul. "Then why don't you."
"I am afraid," he says surprisingly.
She strokes his face worriedly, "Why would you be afraid?"
"Because I never want to stop loving you."
Her face is flushed, "I never want you to stop either."
They begin to kiss. It's deep and it's passionate. Their lips seemingly become one. There's no beginning and no end. She moans into his mouth as he grips her tightly.
He pulls away from the kiss, "I love you Sweet Baby."
"Don't hold anything back," she responds.
He lowers his weight on her. He slowly glides his dick up and down her slit. She's opened wide for him. The view of her knees and legs spread before him like outstretched wings is like an elixir for him. He wants to bury himself deep inside her. He enters her slowly, inch by inch. He fills her up. When he's stretched her as far as he can, they both moan in pleasure. She grabs his back with her nails, digging into his skin.
"Ohh…..," she moans.
He begins to stroke her slowly. His biceps are flexing as he moves inside her slowly. Her wetness is coating his dick like a glove. He grabs her leg, throwing it across his thighs and ass. She presses him in deeper.
"Livvie," he sighs.
He tightens his calves as he begins to increase the speed of his stroke. The moans that vibrate through them is like a sultry duet. She begins to suck and bite up and down his neck. She wants to scream her ecstasy but she wants to savor it too. She slaps his ass, which surprises him and they both giggle. "Damn baby," she moans as he strokes her hard. She smack his ass again.
He is stroking her hard and deep. He's plunging into her like a man possessed. The sweat begins to roll from his back. He grunts as she meets him stroke for stroke. She's so wet he's sliding in and out of her with ease. "You're so wet baby. You feel so good."
She flips them over. She's on top, slowly rocking back and forth. She scrapes her fingers up and down his chest with her fingertips. Her rocking is slow but it's hitting her spot perfectly. "Fitz," she moans. She moves slowly up and down as he rubs her ass and cups her, digging his fingers into her cheeks. She picks up her pace.
"Ride it baby," Fitz says he grunts. He sees his dick slide in out of her. In that moment he gets lost in his thoughts watching this beautiful woman make love to him. He knows he's the only man that will ever share these moments with her now. He's the only man that is going to have the privilege to love her, be inside her, make her feel like a woman should. The look on her face as she enjoys him is love. The way she bites her lip when he hits her spot. The way her breasts moves as she giddy up's against his dick. The way she submits her body completel to him. He loves this woman.
She plants her palms in his chest as he reaches up and puts them in the lotus position. He takes one of her nipples in his mouth and starts to lick and suck her. She reaches between them pushing him further inside her. She lifts her other breast, the nipple is erect and waiting for his attention. He wastes no town showing it the love it needs. He looks up at her, licking his lips, "All mine." He drops his hack back and latches on to her now wet nipple again, licking the circumference. He latches on to suck for deal life.
She begins to ride him hard and fast, up and down. Her thighs begin to tighten, "I'm yours," she says out of breath as she rides him.
"Fuck," he hitches. "Take it all baby, take it," he coaches her. She tightens the grip around his neck and shoulders. He swivels his hips to hit her G spot hard and good.
The slapping of the skin is loud. Their sighs and moans are loud. "I can't Fitz….I can't...hold it," she cries.
"Let go baby,' he says as he is sucking her neck and biting her shoulder.
She is throwing her head back in ecstasy, breasts bouncing into him, "Fitz..god..Fitz.." She is chanting as she moves faster and faster.
"Shit yes," Fitz breathes as she lets go and comes. Her eyes roll back in her head and she rides him through the wave. "Liv….Livvie…," he whispers in her ear as he comes inside of her jerking roughly.
She can't speak. She can't move. Her body is on high. They hold each other tight. She can do nothing but kiss his neck and suck his earlobe. He's still swollen inside her but she doesn't want him to move. They keep rocking back and forth. They want to lose the closeness they feel right now. She lifts her head bringing them eye to eye. "Nobody makes me feel like you do."
"I better not slack then," he grins.
She reaches down between them, now touching his member that's now soft as he groans. She laughs, "I am only marrying you for this. It's so good."
"So you only want to marry me for my penis."
"It's a magical penis," she says sexily tugging at his bottom lip with her. "Some people have married for worse reasons."
Fitz turns his head as if he's offended jokingly, "I feel used Mrs. Grant."
She fixes his the wet damp curl that has falling between his eyes, "I'm not Mrs. Grant yet."
He pokes out his lips for her, parting her lips with his tongue. They kiss until their lips start to sting. "You are already Mrs. Grant in my eyes," he says. She stops smiling for a minute. He can tell that something is on her mind. "What's wrong beautiful?"
"There's nothing wrong," she says.
"Come on. I know something is nagging you. What's wrong?"
"Are we moving too fast?"
He traces his index finger between her breast, bringing it back up to her nose, "Do you think we are?"
"I just want to be happy with you. I don't want anything to go wrong," she answers.
He places a kiss on her lips again. Then he kisses her nose and then forehead. "Nothing is going to go wrong. We were meant to be together." She smiles at him. He says, "Repeat after me. We are meant to be together."
She looks away from him, as if to be a little embarrassed "We are meant to be together," she repeats.
'I don't think we are moving fast enough," he says sheepishly.
"What?" She laughs. He throws her back on to her back. , "Fitz," she squeals.
He reaches down and kisses her nipple, "Let's see how fast we can go." She looks confused. He reaches between them, lining his dick up with her center, dropping it inside.
"Ahh," she moans.
"How does that feel baby?"
"Let's see how good you are Big Daddy," she winks.
He growls like an animal and begins thrusting inside her fast and hard.. His control is amazing. The bed starts to creek. She is moaning loudly. She's crying. She laughs. She is in pure ecstasy. "I love you so much."
In between his grunts, "Say it again."
She grips his back. It's so hard. It hurts so good. She is drawing blood on his back. "I love you so much," she repeats.
After they both let out a scream and come together, they lay boneless. They are fully sated almost in a dreamlike state. They lay wrapped in each other's arms. Fitz is out of breath and she's happily in her love hormone feeling. "I love you so much," Fitz says.
It's the next morning. The morning air is crisp. Liv is sitting in the window that faces the Falls as Fitz sleeps. She is nursing a hot cup of tea. She is lost in the memory of last night as she looks down at her finger again. It wasn't a dream. The proposal was real. They are engaged. They made love all night. The soreness in her thighs is a reminder of their raw lovemaking. She watches him lightly snore as he lay on his stomach. She learned early on that it's his favorite way to sleep. After their fourth round , they took a quick shower and fell into sleep.
He moves his arm, feeling the cold emptiness. He realizes she isn't there. "Livvie," he says groggily.
She goes over to the bed, putting her mug down. She sits next to him, propped up on the pillow. "I'm right here," she says softly, stroking his curls.
He then feels her leg, her soft skin. He looks up, his bed head makes her chuckle. He strokes her leg, "Good Morning!
"Good morning," she smiles.
"What are you doing up?"
"I wanted to look at the Falls. Just take it all in," she answers.
He's stroking her thigh, moving dangerously to her core, "You are definitely good at taking it all in."
She swats his hand away but her face is now flushed, "You are terrible."
He unties her robe, happy to find she's naked. "You are sexy as hell."
She sucks her teeth, biting her lip as he takes a swipe at her slit. She's wet already. "Fitz."
He takes his coated finger, coated with her juices and sucks it clean, "My favorite drink," he utters as he dips his finger back inside of her. It's like she has no control of her body around this man, her legs fly open. He moves two fingers in and out of her. She starts to grab the sheets. His thick long fingers are sliding in and out of her to a rhythm that keeps her mindless to the world and tuned into him. She is lifting off the bed with a death grip on the sheets. She's starting to breathe erratically. "Fitz...I'm...Oh god...I'm….Fitz…," she says jumbled as she comes.
He's grinning from ear to ear, "Watching you come is sexy as hell too." He kisses her naked body, saying a wet hello to her nipples before kissing her lips.
She takes one of her fingers into her mouth, tasting herself. It's probably the sexiest thing he's ever seen which makes him painfully hard. There's a light moan from her.
"See how good you taste baby. I'll never get enough."
Before he can answer, he quickly drops down plunging his tongue into her, licking her dry. The way this man says, Good Morning, she'll never get tired of it.
Mellie is sitting at the breakfast nook. She's left a message with Logan's mom about when she should come pick up Gerry. She's invited Richard over to talk about what's going on and the truth about Gerry. She went over her conversation with Gerry yesterday before he left. He was a little indifferent and she couldn't figure out why. His attitude was a little off.
Karen comes down the stairs, "Mommy I want to stay with daddy when he gets back."
"Sweetheart, you know the arrangement. You stay with your dad on the weekend."
"But daddy said I can stay with him whenever I want."
"Yes you can sweetheart but mommy likes when you are here," Mellie says now becoming annoyed.
Karen pouts, "But Ms. Olivia is going to teach me how to play basketball."
Now Mellie is even more annoyed. "Honey, basketball is not a girls sport."
"Girls play basketball mommy. Ms. Olivia knows how," Karen defends.
"Ms. Olivia is not your mommy," Mellie says angrily. She catches herself. She looks Karen in the eye and tries to soften her tone. "I thought you like being a ballerina."
"Why can't I be both?"
Before she can answer, Janice comes in, "Are you ready to go Karen?"
"Can I bring one of my dolls?" Karen asks.
"Sure," Janice says as they leave going to the garage. Mellie asked Janice to take Karen shopping with her so she could have a chance to talk to Richard privately.
Richard arrives. He's already for a little morning delight. "It took some doing to get away from my wife for a few hours."
"I didn't call you for sex," Mellie says pointedly.
He goes to pull her into a kiss, "That may not be why you called but I bet that's what you want."
"That's what got us into this mess in the first place," Mellie says.
"What mess?" Richard asks.
She figures there's no easy way to say this. "Gerry is your son," she blurts. Richard is stunned by her words, "Did you hear what I said?"
"You can't be serious," Richard says.
"I wish I weren't," Mellie responds.
"How did this happen?" Richards says absentmindedly.
Mellie rolls her eyes, "You learned about the birds and bees a long time ago."
"We were careful," Richard laments.
"We had sex in your office that night did you forget."
"But you miscarried," Richard quickly defends.
"We will never speak of that again. I'll never know who the father was. Fitz can never know about that. But you remember, I was worried about Gerry being yours at first. Are you forgetting the other party?"
Richard settles down, "Damn!" He looks at Mellie, "How do you know he's mine?"
"Fitz found out on his own after the accident. He found old emails and found out about the party. He put two and two together and ordered a paternity test."
"Shit Mellie! I told you not to put that in emails."
"I don't know what kind of fucking cyber trickery he did to find that out." She wants to get back to the problem at hand. "The point is, he knows. I know and you know."
Richard has a light bulb moment, "Did you know he was mine?"
"No Richard! I didn't know. There was always a fear he could have been but I didn't know."
"Gerry is my son," Richard says totally in shock.
"He's Fitz's son," Mellie corrects.
"He has his name but my blood runs through his veins," Richard stresses.
"What does that mean?"
"I want to be in my son's life. I want to know him. I don't know what that means for me and my wife but...he's my son."
Before Mellie can answer him, her phone rings. She takes a breath. "Hello Jess," she answers. Mellie is listening to Logan's mom now immediately confused. "What do you mean Gerry isn't there? He spent the night with you." Mellie looks at Richard, "Oh my God," Mellie says out loud. Richard is now alarmed by the look on Mellie's face.
He mouths to her, "What's wrong?"
Fitz and Olivia are strolling through the Ravine Vineyards. He set it up for them to do a wine tasting and then have their own little secluded picnic, away from the rest of the tourists. He knew she would love to taste the best red wines. They order some to be delivered to them. Fitz had a special lunch made for them, a fruit and cheese tray. They have little sandwiches and she's lying between his legs with him feeding her.
He's feeding her some of the same grapes made from the delicious wine they've tasted. She takes a nip at his fingertips. She hums, "Delicious."
He rasps against her ear, "Are we talking about the grapes?"
She looks up, "Those are good too."
"You don't play fair. When you make those sounds and look at me like that."
"It was delicious. You are delicious," she clarifies.
"I really hate that we are in public right now," Fitz whispers.
"There are perfectly good large trees we can hide behind. We could have our own treegate."
"You want to make love on a tree. That's very natural of you."
She kisses his hand, "We can do whatever we want."
"Dr. Pope, what has gotten into you? I never took you for an exhibitionist."
She lifts up and turns to face him. She unbuttons the buttons on his people shirt. She places a few kisses on his chest. "You have gotten into me. It's your fault I want to have sex with you all the time."
"That was my goal you know. I wanted you to be addicted to me and my delectable body," he teases.
She pushes him down on the blanket, making them both laugh. "Very delectable. I can't wait to taste you tonight."
He can see the lust and want in her eyes. "Damn!" he breathes.
"I have a wonderful idea," she says. She gets up reaching for his hand. "Come with me Mr. Grant," she says. He gets up following her. They back it to the back seat of their SUV he rented for them. It's got tinted windows. Liv opens the car door and says, "Get in."
"What about the picnic?" Fitz says innocently, teasing her.
"It will be fine," she says. She says with a confidence and determination he isn't sure he has ever seen before. They were only a few hundred feet away from the picnic spot. Mellie is calling his phone which is still on the blanket. She leaves a distressing message telling him that Gerry is missing.
They are playing tongue hockey in the back seat. Liv is all over him. It's like she is in heat and Fitz is not complaining at all. This side of her, he loves it and he definitely wants to get used to it. She's straddling his waist as she locks him into a kiss. He breaks from the kiss. They are both out of breath. "What are we going to do here?"
She's already reaching for his belt buckle. She doesn't answer. She just slides her hand into his pants. "Ready," she giggles as she is stroking his growing hardness.
She gets off of him and gets in between his legs on her knees. "Livvie what are you doing?" He says slightly biting his lip.
"What does it look like I am doing?" She says as she releases his dick from the constraints of his pants. It springs out like a jack out of the box.
"Baby...Damn," he moans as she is placing soft kisses up and down his length. Before he can say anything more, she wraps her lips around him and begins to suck him. "Oh...damn," he throws his head back.
She works her tongue over his tip, swaying is back and forth in a slow motion that is beautifully agonizing. It's the best kind of tease. She moans. She repeatedly grazes her teeth up and down his rigid veins. The way she is working him is killing him. Her palms are grounded into the seats as she finally takes him completely into her mouth again. He begins to move his hips, pumping into her. The pace is fast and she's moving with him. He begins to curse loudly. He swells in her mouth. He throws his head back, screaming, "Fuck yes….fuck!" as he palms her hair, pushing her head down. He wants more pressure from her mouth. She giggles. She puts her grip on his base and keeps in right where she wants him. The visual of his dick sliding in and out of her mouth is beautiful. She's given herself completely to him and him to her. It looks like beautiful art. His limbs are like jelly. He throws his head back, "Shit….I love you."
She sucks him hard and then releases him laughing, "How much?" she asks. She dips her head back down to finish her beautiful assault.
"Liv...Liv...I'm….damn….baby...I can't….," and before he can finish he comes and she takes it all in.
His face is beet red. He's breathing so fast, up and down. He can't seem to catch his breath. She zips him back up. She sits beside him, brings a kiss to his lips, "Thank you."
He strokes her temple with his thumb. "Why are you thanking me? I should be thanking you. You own me," he says out of breath. He touches his deflating bulge, "You own this."
She blushes, "I better..," she kisses him. She then strokes his face, "I am thanking you because you love me. You cherish me. You want me. You've changed my whole life."
He turns to her, kissing her, "I feel the same way."
"I'm hungry," she says.
"Still," he winks.
"For food," she hits him.
"Okay, let's go finish our picnic," he suggests.
"Let's," she answers as they prepare to get out of the SUV. She stops, "I need to fix my hair."
"Your hair looks fine," Fitz assures her.
"I bet it doesn't the way you were gripping my hair," Liv says.
"You were killing me, woman." Fitz gets out of the SUV, legs still a little weak.
"You okay there Big Daddy," she laughs.
"You are a naughty girl," He says, pulling her into his chest as they walk.
They get back to their blanket, finishing their champagne and start to pull the food out. "Everything looks so good," Liv says.
"Not as good as you," he winks.
"No sir Mister. We are not doing anything else," she smiles.
"We do have to talk about something," he says seriously.
"What's that?" Liv says as she drinks the champagne.
"I really want you 24/7," he says.
She strokes his face, "You already have me 24/7."
"No, I want you to live with me. You know what I mean."
"We talked about this...its too soon."
"We are engaged now. It's not too soon. I want you to live with me," he says.
"What about Karen and Gerry? I mean it may be too soon and Gerry," she starts.
He pulls her into a quick kiss. "Live with me."
Liv takes a breath, "I'll think about it." He looks at her as if he doesn't believe. "I said I'll think about it," she says again.
"I am not going to let you forget you said that," Fitz says looking at her and then his phone. He notices his phone has 4 missed messages and they are all from Mellie. He frowns and Liv notices, "What's wrong?"
"Four missed calls from Mellie. That's what's wrong," he answers.
Liv rolls her eyes, "I guess you better call her."
He dials the number, she answers hurriedly. "Where the hell are you?" she says roughly.
"Mellie, why are you calling?"
"Gerry is missing," she says pointedly.
Fitz's body stiffens. Liv can tell something is wrong. "What do you mean missing?"
"I don't know. He was supposed to be at Logan's. He never went. I don't know where he is," Mellie answers.
Fitz whispers to Liv, as he gets up from the blanket. She can tell they are leaving. He mouths to her, "Gerry is missing."
Liv stands up, "What...oh no!"
"Mellie, I will call the pilot. I'll get there as soon as I can."
She tries to guilt him, "You should have been here already."
Fitz takes a breath. He can't let Mellie get to him. Especially right now. "You are his mother and he was with you. Now he is missing. We are not going to have this conversation right now." She slams the phone down in anger.
Mellie looks at Richard, "He's on the way."
"Let's get home," Liv says to Fitz, who she can tell is scared now. They get into the SUV as Fitz is now calling the pilot.
Gerry is at the family lodge, watching television. He's surrounded by water and the woods. Logan's brother doesn't even know where he is. He just helped him get to the bus station. Gerry's story was that he was going to visit his Aunt. The aunt that doesn't exist. Will they find him sooner or later?
Fitz is able to get back to Chicago at about 9. He rushes straight to Mellie's with Liv right there with him. He rings the doorbell and Janice lets him in.
"Hello Mr. Grant," she says.
"Hello Janice," he says as out of nowhere, Karen comes to him.
"Daddy, daddy, you're back," she says as she jumps into his arms.
"Did you miss Princess?" He says kissing her cheek.
"I did," she says. He realizes she doesn't know about Gerry because she hasn't mentioned it.
" , did you and daddy come to pick me up so we can play basketball?"
Liv looks at Fitz and then back at Karen, "No sweetie, not tonight. But we will do that soon," she says.
Before Fitz can ask where Mellie is, she appears and behind her is Richard. "You made it," Mellie says as she glares at Fitz and then Olivia.
Fitz is staring at Richard. He's face to face with the man that has turned his world upside down. They are now face to face. "Richard," Fitz says.
"Fitz," Richard answers.
"Olivia," Mellie answers sharply.
"Mellie," Olivia responds.
"Janice, can you take Karen to play in her room?" Mellie says.
"Yes ma'am," Janice answers as she looks at Karen, "Let's go little lady. The adults need to talk."
"But I want to talk to and Daddy," Karen says.
"Daddy and Ms. Olivia," Fitz says, turning to Liv and then back to Karen, "We are going to come and tuck you in a little later okay."
"You promise," she says, addressing both of them.
"I promise," Liv says.
"I promise too," Fitz finishes.
They disappear up the stairs as the staring standoff between the four of them stands.
What happens next?
