Chapter Twenty-Five: Hi
June
"Alex I can't answer that question… Well if she moved out, that's not my problem. It was bound to happen eventually… Why? Because you two argue like cats and dogs. You're fine for five hot minutes, then you're back to fighting, It's dysfunctional… This isn't about Fitz… I never said we were perfect, but my relationship with Fitz is a lot more stable than yours and Quinn's. You don't even call your relationship a relationship. You still introduce her as your 'good friend'. The both of you are just confused."
Olivia balanced her cell phone on her shoulder, while she flipped through several books and photos scattered on both her desk and the conference table in her office. She'd just got finished putting together a portfolio to send to a hotel in Salt Lake City. They were interested in using some of her work for their hotel remodel. Olivia was putting a portfolio for them to look over and decide from. They were having a soft reopening in two weeks, and she was already behind schedule in sending it to them. And on top of that, she was in the process of adding new work and artist to her collection. Wonderland would soon house more than Olivia Pope originals. She had gotten some relay great work in so far, Sag Harbor was like an untapped resource for undiscovered artist. Olivia had a lot going on right now, but she was loving the chaos of it all.
But right now, her sister was slowing her down as she complained and whined to her over the phone. It had been some weeks since Olivia went back home from her trip with Fitz to New Orleans. And Quinn had moved out of the brownstone she shared with Alex. After months of arguing back and forth and never really being on the same page for more than five minutes, Quinn moved out. Alex was both angry and devastated. She was angry, because Quinn had left without warning or word. Alex had come home from work one day to find all of Quinn's things and Quinn herself missing.
Alex had called and called Quinn's phone, but she never got an answer. It wasn't until three days later, that Quinn sent a text message to Alex's phone telling her she'd gone and she didn't know when or if she was coming back. After that, Alex didn't hear from Quinn again.
"She's a coward she really is. She couldn't even tell me to my face she was leaving, she sent me a text message. A fucking text message. She couldn't even call. Who does that."
"Well maybe she didn't want you to try and talk her out of it." One of Olivia workers came into her office with another stack of photographs for her to look over. "This honestly might just be for the best."
"And how do you figure that?"
"Because now, maybe you can get your stuff together. You're the most confusing person I know besides Fitzgerald Grant. The both of you are like freaking chameleons with your personalities."
"Whatever." Olivia could feel Alex rolling her eyes. "I don't even care."
"Then why do you keep calling me at my job to complain about her if you don't care?"
Alex ignored her. "And you know what the worst part of this is."
Olivia sighed. "What?"
"She left me with the rent. Now I have to find another roommate to pick up her half."
"Alex you do not need a roommate, you make enough money to pay for that place by yourself. You just don't want to live by yourself."
"And what's so wrong with that?"
"Alex you're a grown twenty-five year old woman. I think it's high time you learn to live on your own."
"But I don't want too." Alex whined over the phone like a three year old child.
"You are so pathetic." Olivia's office phone rang. "Alex I have to go."
"Wait why?"
"Because I'm working, and you should be doing the same thing. I'll talk to you later, goodbye." Olivia hung up on her sister, and quickly answered the ringing phone on her desk, before the person hung up. "Olivia Pope." Olivia sighed, hearing a representative from the hotel in Utah on the other line. "Yes hello… I realize that and I'm so sorry for the delay… Yes sir… Within the week, I promise it'll be there. Yes sir. Thanks again."
Olivia hung up and groaned. This contract was a big one, they could bring in a lot of money providing the art décor for a hotel, and this was a big hotel, meaning they would need a lot. There was no way Olivia was going to let this one go. There was a knock on her door.
"Yes?" She heard the doors slide open and her assistant came through the door. Olivia had hired Leona about two weeks ago, she'd needed an assistant after business started to pick up. Leona was a young girl, she was only twenty, and was working her way through fashion school.
"I have your tea." Leona carefully carried a teal mug of hot peppermint tea over to Olivia. Her stomach had been in knots all morning, really since she got back home and got back to work. Olivia knew she pushed herself too hard sometimes, but she still loved her job. "And a few phone messages."
"Thank you." Olivia took the mug, while Leona read off her phone messages.
"Liz called. She said she got a call from Elle and Vogue representatives for a spread in their next issue."
"To be on the cover?" Olivia asked shockingly.
"Yeah." Leona smiled.
"Sweet."
"Your mother called, but she said she would call back when you weren't so busy." Olivia rolled her eyes. "And Mrs. Herbert called… again."
"Ugh, what'd she want this time?"
"She has yet another complaint about her grandson's pictures."
"What was wrong with them."
"She didn't say. She just said that she wanted you to take his pictures the next time she came."
If Olivia rolled her eyes one more time, she feared they would get stuck. "Fine. Call her back and tell her to make another appointment. Also, tell her to stop calling the gallery and give her the number for the studio next door."
Leona giggled. "Yes ma'am." Leona turned to leave, and Olivia turned her back towards the door, and went back to looking over the papers and picture son her desk. A short moment later, she heard her office door's sliding back open.
"Did you forget something?" When Liv didn't get an answer, she turned around and was stunned to see Fitz standing in her doorway instead of her assistant. He was dressed quiet handsomely and casual in a pair of dark colored jeans, a plain white tee, with a bouquet of colorful flowers in his hand. He was smirking at her, clearly amused that he'd startled her just a little.
"What are you doing here?" Olivia asked.
"I'm sorry Olivia, he said you wouldn't mind." Leona came up from behind him, clearly upset that she'd thought she'd done something wrong. She hadn't met Fitz before now. She didn't have any idea who he was.
"It's okay Lea." She laughed at the young girl's expense, she was frazzled, thinking she'd done something wrong. "This is my boyfriend Fitz. Fitz this is my amazing and extremely talented Assistant Leona."
"Nice to meet you." Leona blushed. She'd heard Olivia's other employees gush about Olivia's boyfriend before, about how handsome he was, but she had no idea just how handsome the man really was. She was in awe and intimidated at the same time standing next to the man who practically towered over her and looked like he could lift her with one hand.
"I'll be at my desk Ms. Pope." Leona hurried to slide the doors closed and headed back to her desk.
Before the doors were even closed all the way, Fitz had made his way over to Olivia and had her in his arms. While he had been watching her earlier, he couldn't help but admire the way her ass looked in the high waist bell bottom dress pants she had on. They curved around her tiny waist and busty hip in a way that mad his manhood rise. Olivia really didn't know how beautiful she truly was.
"What are you doing here?" Olivia asked, when she finally managed to pull her lips away from Fitz's. She moaned when his hand, which were once softly rubbing her behind, firmly gripped it in the hand that wasn't occupied.
"I told you I was coming up to see you." Fitz was speaking into her neck, in between wet kisses.
"Yeah, but next week."
Fitz shrugged. "What's a few days?"
"More like a week."
Fitz moved his head from her neck, so he could look at her. "Are you not happy to see me?"
"I never said that."
Fitz pecked her lips again. "Good."
"Are those for me? Olivia asked about the flowers, with a slight frown on her face. He knows she hates receiving flowers.
"Who else would they be for?"
"Fitz they're beautiful, but you know I hate flowers. I can never keep them alive."
"Well even still, everyone needs something bright and beautiful in their life. Besides, that's an orange daylily plant. They don't require a lot of watering." Fitz sat the plant down on top of Olivia's desk and wrapped his arms back around her. She snuggled deeper into him, laying her head on his chest, with her arms around his waist. She was so happy to see him, they hadn't been together for sometime after their trip to New Orleans.
Olivia had come back home to Sag and dove right back into work, and it was keeping her busy. She went to visit Fitz in New York on some weekends when she wasn't too busy. But most of the time, it was Fitz who was finding the time to come and visit her in Sag Harbor.
"I've missed you." Olivia mumbled, with her cheek pressed tightly to his chest.
"Well you wouldn't have to miss me so much if you would just move back home."
Olivia lifted her head. "Don't start." She kissed his lips once, intending on pulling back. But Fitz took full advantage of having her so close and in his arms. He deepened the kiss, eliciting an immediate moan from deep within Olivia. She didn't even seem to care that he'd changed her plans. She just went with the flow, moving her arms from his waist to his shoulders. That was her go to spot, fingers in the now short curls in the back of his head. He'd recently cut his hair, and this time he cut it shorter than usual. Olivia was not a fan, he cut off her curls. They may have been attached to his head, but those were Olivia's curls. Now what was she supposed to grab and pull on?
Fitz had gotten lost in their kiss, and began backing her all the way up to the desk. He gripped her hips and effortlessly lifted her up off the ground and onto her desk, on top of all her work. He had one hand around her neck, and the other roaming her body as he kissed and sucked on her exposed neck. He knew what that did to her. He loved just lying in bed with her at night, spooning and kissing on her neck. She made the sweetest sounds and moans whenever his lips got anywhere near her neck.
"Fitz." Olivia breathlessly moaned, she felt his unzip her pants in the back, and she knew she had to stop him before they went too far. But she was finding it hard to speak. "Fitz…no. Not now. Not here."0
"Why not?"
"Fitz we are not having sex in my office. Especially not with all those people downstairs."
Fitz lifted his head and smirked. "Someone seems to be forgetting the fun we had in my office." He winked and Olivia blushed scarlet red.
"That was different."
"How?"
"That… that wasn't sex. And you tricked me."
"There were no tricks Liv, except what I did to you with my mouth and fingers."
"Fitz…" Olivia moaned, getting hot and bothered just think about the 'tricks' he played on her in that office. She had the hardest time controlling her volume as Fitz kneeled between her legs, while she lay spread out on top of his desk. She was so glad that no one had decided to walk in his office at that exact moment, because neither of them had thought o lock the door.
"What do you want?"
"Take me home. Please. Now."
X
Olivia didn't have to ask twice, before she'd even finished, Fitz was already grabbing her hand and pulling her towards her office doors. She'd barely had enough time to hop of her desk and snatch up her purse, before he yanked her away. As she passed her staff, she informed them that she was taking the rest of the day off, and to call her if they had and emergency. She didn't miss the snickers and looks they gave each other, as they watched their boss being whisked away by a man on a mission.
Olivia didn't live that far away from town, so it took them no time at all for them to get to her house, especially with Fitz's driving. When they got to her house, and Fitz parked, she opened her own door, not waiting for him to open it for her. She was already searching through her bag for her house keys, when Fitz snatched her up from behind, twirling her around unexpectedly. She shrieked, laughing loudly at his playful behavior. From the corner of her eye, she could see her neighbors across the street watching her, as they sat on their porch enjoying the weather.
Fitz walked them both to the front door, never setting Olivia down, until she had to unlock the door. Which was proving to be a bit challenging, due to her shaking hands from nerves and jitters. Even after all the time they'd been together, Fitz still gave Olivia jitters. She didn't think she'd ever grow use to this man.
When Olivia finally managed to get the door opened, She turned around, grabbed Fitz by his neck and pulled him inside with her. She was sure she'd given the neighbors enough of a show to gossip about, but she didn't care.
She dropped her purse and keys right there at the door, not caring where they went. She kicked her heels off, all the while still kissing Fitz as he backed her up against a wall. She helped him pull his shirt over his head, kissing his chest and neck, loving the manly smell of his cologne. She'd never smelt anything like it before, but it was something embedded in her memory forever now.
Thinking back to their conversation earlier in her office, and the mention on their excursions in his office drifted into Olivia's mind. She took Fitz's hand in hers and slid it down her torso, until he reached below her belt. Fitz knew what she wanted, although he knew she'd never say it, regardless, he still caressed her through her pants, rubbing her pearl over and over again. He could feel her pants getting wet as she began to grind against his fingers. He was getting flashbacks of his office as well.
"Is this what you want?" Olivia just moaned, she was too caught up to answer him. "Answer me sweet girl." Fitz applied more pressure to her core, almost sinking a finger in through her pants.
"Yes." Olivia almost shouted. The pleasure just from Fitz's fingers was so much, she had to stand on tiptoe now.
"I love how vocal you've become Bambi." Fitz crooned in her ear. He was still a ways away from completely breaking through her shell. But they'd come a long way from her being so shy, and wanting to only make love with the lights turned off and under the covers. "Did you miss me baby?"
"Yes Fitz." Olivia ran her hands along Fitz chest. She loved the light sprinkle of hair he had splayed over his chest and abs. She ran her hands up and down his torso, enjoying how his muscles jumped beneath her hands. She loved that she seemed to have the same effect on him as he had on her.
Grabbing both her hands into one of his, Fitz spun Olivia around so her face was against the wall. He unbuttoned the back button on her blouse and pulled it over her head. He unzipped her pants, pushing them and her underwear down her legs. When her bottom half was bare, he went back to work on her top half, snapping her bra off with one hand and tossing it over his shoulder. Olivia head fell back on his shoulder, when he groped her breast in both hands. He teased her nipples between his thumb and index finger, making her nipple perk at attention.
His lips latched onto the side of her neck, surely leaving a mark for others to see later. The sensation of his lips and hangs combined, was proving to be too mu for Olivia to handle at once. Proving by her knees almost giving out on her.
Fitz finally took pity on her, and wrenched her around by her shoulder and picked her up in one smooth motion. Olivia tightened her legs around him and held on, as he carried her up the steps and to her bedroom. Fitz had of course been to her home plenty of times before, so he knew just where to go.
Olivia was expecting him to drop her on the bed any second, but he didn't. instead, he walked them passed her bed and into the connecting bathroom. He sat her down on her feet, while he shed the rest of his clothes and turned on the shower. Before the water was even warm, Fitz pulled Olivia with him in the shower. He walked them under the spray of water, getting both of them soaked. Then he walked backward until he felt the small triangular bench in the corner. He sat down and brought Olivia on top of him to straddle his lap.
Olivia held onto his shoulders, as Fitz guided himself into her wet core. She bit her bottom lip, when he was finally sheathed inside of her. It'd only been weeks since they'd last been together, but that felt like months. Olivia didn't expect to turn into a feign when she finally lost her virginity, but she had. She suspected it was only because of Fitz. She didn't see herself ever caving anyone else the way she craves for Fitz.
Fitz held onto Olivia's hips, as she slowly grind her his against his. He gripped her harder, and sped up the pace, watching her eyes and head roll back, before it fell on his shoulders. He knew it wouldn't be too long now, before she was coming apart in his arms. He loved the short trigger she had sometimes.
"You know we're going to break this bench one of these days."
"I'll pay to get it fixed."
X
Fitz woke up a few hours later, in bed with Olivia. Moonlight was seeping through the window. He'd have to talk Olivia into getting some shades or blinds for her bedroom window upstairs. Fitz looked over to the clock on the nightstand, and discovered those 'few hours' were actually five. He and Olivia had been sleeping for over five hours and it was now after eight.
He didn't mean to sleep for so long, but it was much needed. Fitz had been working like a dog this past week, all so he could visit Olivia a week earlier. He still had plenty of work waiting for him, but I was more manageable now. Then add it with the drive to Sag, Fitz was beyond tired. He figured Olivia was as well, snoring on top of his chest. She was laying on top on him, her head on his chest, arms on either side of his head, and her legs twined together with his. If she was anyone else, Fitz would be beyond annoying with how clingy she was when she slept and wouldn't tolerate it one bit. But it wasn't anyone else, it was Olivia, so that meant if she liked it then he loved it.
Fitz moved Olivia's hair from out his face, her curly hair tickling his nose was what eventually woke Fitz up from his slumber. And now that he was awake, he couldn't just go back to sleep.
Careful not to wake her, he rolled Olivia's naked body off him and onto her back on the bed. He took time to appreciate the way her natural breast bounced and giggled with the movement. He pulled the thin sheet back over her body, and smiled when she rolled on her stomach, cuddling deeper in her sleep.
After Fitz found his boxers on the floor in the bathroom, he made his way through Olivia's house. Fitz had been here on many occasions, but he'd never really took the time to appreciate how gorgeous Olivia home really was. It was cute and cuddly, it Fitz Olivia's personality to a T. Olivia had told him that she worked closely with her contractor to make this house exactly how she wanted it to be.
Fitz explored the upstairs, venturing in the upstairs spare bedroom just down the hall from the upstairs master room. Olivia had decorated this room in warm colors in contrast to her bright room. He already knew what was on the third floor, Olivia's studio/home office, the only room in the house that was a mess. Or an 'organized mess' as Olivia likes to call it. He admired her ladder-step stairway instead of the traditional stairs. Right next to him was the downstairs bathroom, complete with a sliding barn door. Both the stairs and the barn door were made from refurbished barn wood.
Downstairs was the spacious living room, decorated in blues, gray and green, just like most of the house. One of Fitz's favorites parts of the entire house was the fireplace. Thanks to the open floor plan, Fitz headed right from the living room and into the kitchen, passing the kitchen table on his way. Her kitchen looked barely used, which Fitz was sure it wasn't, because Olivia couldn't cook to save a life.
On passed the kitchen was another master bedroom, this one downstairs, Olivia parents slept in this room when they came for a visit. Safe to say this room hadn't seen any company in a while. Although Olivia and her father were working on rebuilding their relationship, it wasn't back to normal just yet.
The last room in the house was the mudroom and laundry room. That were the dog's bed were. Most of the time, they slept in upstairs in the room with Olivia. But when Fitz was there, they got kicked out to their own beds downstairs. Mainly because Dipstick still hadn't quite warmed up to Fitz yet.
Deciding to get a little fresh air, while Olivia was still sleeping, Fitz headed outside to rest in one of the rockers outside. That's were Olivia found him about ten minutes later. She'd stretched out in the bed and felt Fitz wasn't next to her anymore. She put on her silk robe and went searching for him.
She eventually found him outside sitting in one of her rocker chairs gazing out into the woods behind her house. It was a nice quiet night out, the stars were shining bright, there was a cool breeze in the air and no smoke clogging your lungs. No horns blaring, loud music, people yelling. Just the natural sounds of nature.
Olivia opened her back door, pongo and Dipstick ran out ahead of her. She'd accidentally woken them as she passed their beds in the mudroom.
"What you doing out here?" She asked, as she sat sideways in Fitz's lap. The rocker was big enough for her to comfortable curl up in his lap.
"Just thinking."
"Easy to do out here isn't it? Unlike the city, people actually sleep around here."
"The city isn't too bad."
"I know that. It was my home for years, I loved it. But I think I've just outgrown it now."
"Do you miss it?"
"I miss you. And being so close to my family. I won't lie, I get lonely up here sometimes, but I still love it." Olivia intertwined her hand with Fitz's, and watched their hands and he played wither fingers. The diamond ring on her finger was sparkling even in the dark. She had started back wearing the flower diamond ring he'd give her long ago. She was glad now that she'd saved it from her wrath after he breakup with Fitz. She remembered when Fitz had learned about her little demolition party with all her jewelry.
X
Flashback
Olivia woke up to the sunlight streaming through the small rectangular windows high on the wall in front of her bed. Fitz had been bugging her for weeks to get some curtains for the window, but Olivia declined since the window was high up and no one could see inside her bedroom. And she liked the watch the rain fall. Now she was second guessing her decision.
Olivia rolled over on a groan, her body was sore. She and Fitz had had some fun last night, after a nice meal and splitting a bottle of wine. When she turned over, she spotted Fitz by her dresser messing with her things she had on top of it. She didn't mind, and how could she when he was standing there stark naked in his birthday suit. She took some time to admire his body from behind, before she got shy and turned away.
"Good morning." She said aloud, making her presence known that she'd woken up.
Fitz turned around with a grin on his face and a cup of coffee in his hand. She knew he'd found the only bag of coffee in her cabinets, she only kept it around for Fitz when he came over and any other visitor who wanted some. She still hadn't acquired a taste for it.
"Morning." Fitz was completely comfortable right now, without a stitch of clothing on. He found it funny how Olivia tried to keep her gaze focused on his face, but she'd inadvertently look down towards his junk every so often, then she'd jump back up to his face or look away embarrassed.
"What are you doing up so early?"
"That damn dog of yours gnawing at my ankle is why I'm up so early."
Olivia giggled. "Dipstick just needs some time to get use to you that's all."
"If you say so." Fitz turned back around and continued messing with her things, he looked as if he was looking for something.
"What are you doing?" Olivia asked. She swung her feet over the bed, wrapping the sheet around her nude body as she did. She headed to the bathroom to relieve herself. She could still hear Fitz talking through the closed door.
"I'm looking for your ring." Fit answered. He was speaking of the diamond flower ring he'd given her. "I want you to start back wearing it, but it's not here. Where is it?"
Olivia was on the other side of the bathroom door, freaking out about where this conversation was heading. If he was asking about the ring, then he was sure to ask about the other jewelry he'd given her, since it wasn't in her jewelry box either.
"Um…" She started out nervously, she still hadn't opened the bathroom door, instead she washed her hands. "I don't keep it in that jewelry box."
"Well then where is it?"
Olivia didn't have any other reason to be in the bathroom now, unless she took a shower, so she opened the door and leaned against the frame. "Uh, upstairs in my studio."
"Why is it up there?"
"Because that's where I keep it."
"Why?" Fitz was confused. "And speaking of which, where is the rest of the jewelry I gave you? The bracelet? That diamond necklace? The string of pearls I gave you? Where is it?"
Olivia bit her lip. "The bracelet's upstairs."
"And everything else?"
"I don't have it anymore."
"What do you mean you don't have it anymore? What did you give it away? Sell it?"
"I smashed them." Olivia spoke barely above a whisper.
Fitz jaw tightened, and his face became hard. Olivia had never seen this angry face directed towards her, and she did not like it. "Accidentally." Fitz wanted her to say yes, but he knew she wouldn't.
"On purpose. With a hammer."
"Olivia!" Fitz shouted, causing Olivia to jump back. "Why would you do that?"
"I'm sorry! It was after we broke up. I was mad and angry and embarrassed and hurt. Alex said it would make me feel better, and quite honestly it did. But I realize it was immature and dumb, and I'm sorry."
"You're sorry?" Fitz repeated. "You're sorry, I guess it's alright because you're sorry."
"Those are the right words, but the wrong tone Fitz."
"Olivia right now is not the time to get cute with me." Fitz said angrily. He was beyond pissed at Olivia right now. How could she have been so childish and irrational to smash every piece of jewelry he'd given her. "You had no right to do what you did."
"Well actually I did, you bought them for me."
"Exactly, I bought them. Do you know how much all that jewelry cost?" The cost of all that jewelry was quite a big penny, but not anything Fitz couldn't afford.
"Is that the problem? The money? Fine, I'll pay you back. How much do I owe you?"
"Oh please Olivia, you don't have that much money." Now Olivia was getting angry. "Besides, I don't want your money, this isn't about the money."
"Then why even bring it up?!" Olivia yelled at him. Olivia had never had so many screaming matches with anyone else like she did with Fitz. Well maybe Alex was the exception. Olivia was trying to have a serious conversation with him right now, but she couldn't not focus, not when he was still standing in front of her stark naked.
"Can you please put some pants on, or cover yourself?" Fitz rolled his eyes, but he still grabbed the closest thing to him, which happened to be a small blanket Olivia had thrown over the back of a chair. Fitz tied it around his waist in a butt flap kind of way. That definitely wasn't helping. "Look, I said I would pay you back, but you don't want my money. I said I was sorry, but you don't seem to care. I don't know what else to say or do."
Fitz sighed, dragging his hands down his face. "You just don't get it Liv. It's not about the money. I didn't give you that jewelry to show of how wealthy I am. Each piece of jewelry I gave you was m expressing my feelings for you when I couldn't. Olivia you know I'm not a naturally sentimental man, I don't talk about feelings, I don't express myself that way. But I felt myself falling for you. And because I could say it with words, I said it with a necklace or a bracelet. That pearl necklace, was me telling you I care about you. That pink diamond bracelet was me calling you my best friend. And that ring on your finger was me telling you I loved you."
Now Olivia felt horrible. An asshole as more like it. She had no idea what the underlying meaning was behind that jewelry. Now she'd destroyed all of it in a fit of anger. Justified, yes, but it was also foolish and juvenile. Olivia didn't know what to say to him to make it better, so she didn't say anything. She felt worse, when Fitz walked out the room and she made no attempt to stop him. This was the first-time Fitz had really been angry at Olivia, and she didn't like it. Nor did she enjoy the two days that Fitz didn't speak to her. He could only last two days.
X
The next morning, Olivia worked another half day, and spent the rest of the day with Fitz. They didn't have anything in particular planned for that day, since they had already done almost everything you could do in Sag Harbor. There were that many attractions in Sag. They went to the beaches, enjoying beautiful boat tours and water sports. They visited museums and monuments and visited the Bay Street theatre.
Today, they were just going to play it by ear. And so far, all that entailed was just walking around town, enjoying each other's company. Every once in a while, Olivia would stop them to go inside a shop. She'd discovered the cutest store when she first moved to Sag Harbor and went out exploring. The shop owner reminded her of Valerie back in New York, and she loved her shop. She had the cutest knickknacks and trinkets, along with some great accessories for homes and anything else you could think of. Olivia had decorated most of her home with things she'd found in this shop. And now she loved to just go in there every now and then to see something new she'd find. She always walked out with a bag or two.
Around two, Fitz and Olivia decided to stop for a bite to eat. Olivia suggested they eat at this little café in town. She's discovered this to be her knew favorite place to eat. She ordered a shrimp and roasted corn chowder and a sandwich. She was hungry today, although Fitz still didn't think she would finish all her food. Fitz ordered the Lobster Bisque and a sandwich as well.
Fitz was glad he'd convinced Olivia to only work a half day today, eh was enjoying his time with her. Even though all they'd don't today was walk around town, any time he spent with Olivia was fine with him. He wished all his days could be like this one. But he knew that wasn't a reality for him right now, but that didn't mean he wasn't working on it. He was wearing Olivia down about moving back to New York and he knew soon or later he would wear her down and she'd move back.
"How's your food." Olivia asked, in between her bites of her sandwich.
"It's alright. This bisque is amazing."
"This is my new favorite place to eat. I order from here just about every day for lunch. And I always get a little something extra in my order, because it he owner is a little sweet on me." Olivia teased him.
Fitz dropped his spoon in back with a clank, and a scowl on his face. Olivia laughed at him. "Relax Fitz. He's like sixty years old. I date older men, but not that old."
Fitz unexpectedly pulled Olivia chair across the table and by his side, making her shriek. She was sure she was annoying some of the other patrons in the café. "That's not funny." He put his arm around her shoulder, resting his forehead against hers. She could be such a tease at times.
"Geez Fitz, you can be such a caveman." Olivia smiled.
"Well with a beautiful woman like you, how can I not be?" Fitz kissed the smile right off her lips. He didn't care that they were in a restaurant, and not at home, he still kissed her like they were. He kept his arm around her chair and shoulder, while the other held her face in place. Olivia kept her hand resting on his thigh and the other clutching his shirt.
She didn't know what it was about this man that made her so weak in the knees, and could get her to do just about anything. Before Fitz, you would never catch her kissing anyone like this in public, maybe not even in private. Just as she was sliding her tongue into Fitz mouth, she heard someone calling her name. Who would be bold enough to call out her name giving her current activity?
Much to Fitz's displeasure, Olivia broke away from the kiss. Fitz had heard someone calling her name as well, but he was choosing to ignore it, just as he hoped Olivia would have. Whoever it was, they were not his favorite person.
"Olivia hey." Hudson appeared from around the corner. He'd just walked in the café and was he walked to his table, it was hard to miss the couple making out at their table. Hudson was jealous of the man at first, then he discovered the woman was Olivia and he was envious and enraged. For months, he'd been working Olivia, trying to get out of the friend zone and get one date out of her. Now he had new competition. Who was this guy? And who knew she was into white guys?
"Hudson hey." Fitz didn't like that Olivia got up to give the man a hug. Nor did he like the way Hudson kissed her cheek. "How are you?"
"I'm great. Just came to grab some lunch. I haven't seen you at the store in a while." Hudson could feel Olivia's 'friend' staring at him, but he ignored it.
"Yeah, I've been busy with work. But my supply of popcorn balls is running low, so you will for sure be seeing me soon." Olivia laughed. She saw Hudson's eyes travel past her and float upward. She knew Fitz was probably standing behind her. Then she felt his hand firmly grip her hip. "Hudson this my boyfriend Fitzgerald Grant. Fitz this is Hudson Mayer, his family owns the popcorn business I told you about."
"Nice to meet you." Hudson held out his hand, although it was so not nice to meet him. He wanted to kick his ass, not shake his hand. Olivia having a boyfriend set his plan way back.
"Likewise." Fitz shook Hudson's hand way longer and harder than necessary.
"Well uh, it was nice seeing you Liv. I'll let you get back to your meal." Hudson walked off, joining the group of people he had come in with.
Fitz held out Olivia's chair, setting her back in front of her food do she could finish eating. He sat down with an angry frown on his face.
Olivia rolled her eyes at his sudden change in attitude. "He's just a friend Fitz."
Fitz nonchalantly shrugged. "I know."
"You know that was uncalled for back there."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Your death grip on his hand is what I'm talking about."
"My father taught me to shake a hand with a firm grip."
Olivia smiled. "Thank was more than a firm grip and you know it." She playfully smacked his arm. "His hand was red."
Fitz shrugged again. "He'll survive."
Olivia shook her head. "Cave…man."
Fitz pinched her cheeks, and she laughed, swatting his hand away. He knew she hated when anyone did that. She'd dealt with it her whole life, being born with chubby cheeks was not her favorite. Hudson heard Olivia's sweet laugh, and his attention turned from his own table to hers. He hated the little interaction between Fitz and Olivia. He wanted to make her laugh like that. He wanted her to smile for him and be so playful with him.
Fitz noticed Hudson's gaze and became annoyed. He didn't want to be here anymore, knowing Hudson would be watching them, and more particularly Olivia. "Hey what do you say we finish this someplace else."
"Like where? I'm not ready to go home yet."
"We passed a park on the way over."
Olivia gave him an incredulous look. "You want to sit outside on the ground… the grass and eat?" Picnics were not Fitz's thing.
"Why not?" Fitz was already pulling bills out his wallet and signaling their waiter for the check and carry out boxes. "It's a nice day outside, let's enjoy it."
X
It really was a nice day out today, and Olivia was glad Fitz thought of the idea to have an impromptu picnic outside. They had lucked out, since Fitz had a car cover in his trunk, and they used that as a blanket on the ground. Olivia had taken off her shoes and was glad she'd worn an off the shoulder, yellow, button down sundress. It was short and simple, and in this weather, she was grateful.
Olivia was enjoying the rest of her food, looking out to the park. School was out for the day, so there were plenty of kids out today. There were families throwing Frisbees, riding bikes, walking their dogs. Olivia rarely saw this type of scene in the city.
She looked behind her, and rolled her eyes at Fitz. He was on his phone 'checking messages'. It was his idea to eat outside, and now he was too busy staring at his phone to enjoy the say outside. Olivia set her food down on the blanket and crawled over to him. She wordlessly untied his shoes and pulled them off along with his socks.
"What are you doing?"
"You really need to get some sun on these paws Fitz. They're whiter than snow." Fitz wasn't the sandal type, so his feet rarely saw the sunlight. When she got his shoes off, she unbuttoned the first few buttons on his shirt, and took his phone out his hand.
"Liv I was using that."
"It can wait until later." She put the phone in her bag. "You're missing this beautiful day out." She gave him his food and sat against his side eating her own.
"I feel awkward having my feet out."
"Well trust me baby, they need all the sunlight they can get. I'm getting blinded over here with the glare from your feet."
"Haha." Fitz pinched her side.
Olivia leaned over and pecked his lips three times. "I love you."
"I love you too."
"Sarah you get back here right now!" A woman yelled out, chasing after a little girl in a pink romper. "I'm not gonna chase you!"
The little girl was giggling so loud as she ran as fast as her short legs could get her. She couldn't have been more than two years old. Olivia couldn't help but laugh at the mom trying to catch the little girl. Every time she'd get close, the little girl would find some way out and escape again. When she ran in Olivia and Fitz's direction, Olivia decided to put the mom out of her misery and scooped the little girl up when she ran past.
"Woah there speedy, where are you going?" The little girl smiled at her. She was too cute. Fat cheeks, bright blue eyes, and sandy blonde hair. Olivia oddly thought this was what her little girl would Fitz could look like one day.
"Thank you." The mother finally caught up to her daughter panting. "Thank you so much. I don't know how she keeps getting out of her stroller. She'd my little escape artist. And she's' getting so fast, I can't keep up."
Olivia laughed, handing the little girl over to her mother. Looking at them together, Olivia knew just where she got her looks from. "You're welcome. She's gorgeous by the way."
"Awe thanks. Can you saw thank you Sarah?"
"Tank you!"
Olivia's heart almost melted. "Oh my God, that's so adorable. I'm Olivia by the way, and this is Fitz." Olivia pulled Fitz up by his shirt, he had no intention on introducing himself. Just hand the kid over and be done with it.
"Alexa."
"Isn't she the cutest Fitz?"
"Mhm." Fitz agreed, not knowing what else to say. The kid was cute though.
"Well thanks again for catching her, she could've kept that up for hours."
"No problem, nice meeting you. Bye Sarah."
"Bye!"
When the mom walked away, holding the little girl firm in her arms, Fitz and Olivia sat back down. "She was too cute. Those cute little pigtails in hair, and those eyes. Oh she's gonna break some hearts with those eyes. Wasn't she cute."
"Yeah." Fitz agreed again, wishing Olivia would get off the subject of that little girl.
Olivia noticed Fitz's obvious discomfort. He got that way whenever someone brought up babies, or he was around any baby that wasn't Theo. Theo was the only exception.
"Why do you get so uncomfortable whenever you're around a baby?"
"I'm not uncomfortable."
"She's not even here anymore. Do you really hates babies that much?"
"I never said I hated them. I just don't care for them."
"Fitz that's basically the same thing."
"Olivia I tolerate them, that's well enough." Fitz was getting irritated. "I don't have any kids anyway, so this conversation is pointless."
"Do you ever want them?" Olivia asked quietly, she was afraid of his answer.
"What? Why does it matter?"
"It matters Fitz, it does. Because I want kids one day, and if you don't… then we have a problem." Olivia loved Fitz she did, but one day she saw herself married with kids, at least two. She would love for Fitz to be a part of that vision, but she also knew she didn't necessarily need him to make that vision a reality.
"I don't know Olivia."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't know Olivia." Fitz wasn't yelling, but his voice was raised. "I've never thought about it before, I've never had to. I've never met a woman I thought about having kids with."
"What about me?"
"Liv don't… Don't put me in this situation right now." He scratched at his head, rarely was he at a loss for words.
"Why can't you just answer me?"
"Because I can't. Why is it suddenly so important?" Fitz asked, then his eyes got wide and nervous. "You're not… are you?"
"No." Apparently she didn't say it convincingly enough for Fitz, judging by his face. "Fitz I'm not pregnant."
Olivia didn't appreciate his relieved reaction. Would he being pregnant be so terrible? But she let it go and changed gears a bit. "Could you see yourself being married to me?"
"Yes." Fitz answered without hesitation. Before, he couldn't see himself with kids or married, but after meeting Olivia, marriage didn't seem so bad. Spending the rest of his life with Olivia, being able to call her his. That didn't sound so bad. But kids?... Fitz wasn't so sure.
Olivia was beyond pleased with his answer. At least he knew one thing for sure. He could see himself married and more importantly, he could see himself married to her. "But you can't see yourself having kids with me?"
"I don't want kids Olivia." Fitz could tell this was hurting her, and he didn't like that he was the one causing her pain. But he didn't want to lie to her either, he had to be honest right? The worse thing he could do would be to give her false hope. He couldn't tell her he wanted kids without ever intending on giving her any, that wouldn't be right.
Olivia's lip trembled, but she refused to get upset and cry. She didn't know what she was going to do with this information. Fitz not wanting to have kids was a problem, a big problem. Because Olivia wanted kids one day, she wanted them badly. She didn't know if she was willing to give up on having kids, just to be with Fitz. She wouldn't make a rash decision and ends things with him so quick, but this was definitely something she had to think about going forward.
"You know Fitz, if you don't want kids, you might want to actually start using some of those condoms you buy." Olivia moved away from him on the car cover, barely talking to him for the rest of the day. She was upset, and she wasn't going to hide it.
X
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