When Olivia woke up in the morning and checked her phone, she had thousands of calls. She guessed that someone must have leaked her cell number because even as she looked down at her phone screen calls were still coming in although they were being automatically sent to voicemail because she put her phone on do not disturb.
She got up and washed her face and brushed her teeth and then went to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. Once she was done she headed to the couch and as she sat drinking her coffee, she called her phone company and changed her cell number and then texted the new number to Abby, Harrison, Stephen, Huck and called Fitz. He picked up the line but didn't say a word.
"Fitz?"
She heard a small chuckle.
"Liv, I'm sorry, I didn't recognize the number."
"Yeah, I think someone leaked my number because between last night and this morning I got thousands of call from unknown numbers from all over the country, I just called my cell company and changed my number."
"I'm really sorry."
"It's okay, it's not a big deal. Where are you?"
"I'm in the residence getting dressed, I'm going golfing with a few senators."
"That's sounds like fun."
"Yeah I golf with a 4 handicap so it won't be fun for them but it will be for me."
"Show off, you're gonna look so cute in your golf outfit."
Fitz chuckled.
"What are you gonna be doing today?"
"Nothing much, hanging around the apartment to finish up some things, I also have to clean."
"I don't know why you don't hire someone to clean it for you?"
"I like cleaning, everyone I hire doesn't do clean my apartment the way I like it."
"Are you going outside?" he asked.
"No."
"Do you wanna come golfing with me?"
Olivia pondered for a moment.
"I can't golf."
"I could teach you."
"No, I'm sure you wanna have fun with your fellow lawmakers, we can go some other time."
"Okay, after golf I'm gonna stop by later in the night."
Olivia smiled.
"Please do, I need a good, hard dicking."
"Shit, now I'm gonna be thinking about that all day."
She chuckled.
"That was the point. I'll see you later, byee."
She hung up before he could reply and as soon as she hung up, she saw a few missed calls from Abby so she called her back.
"Olivia why the hell didn't you call me last night after the date," she yelled through the phone.
"Sorry, I turned off my phone, someone must have leaked my number because my phone was ringing off the hook, I just changed it."
Abby chuckled.
"You've been trending in Twitter since last night."
"Oh no, I've been staying away from news and social media, I don't want to see what they're saying."
"That's really all everyone's been talking about, you looked freaking hot by the way, like I can't even stand it, you guys looked so good together."
Olivia smiled.
"Thank you."
"So, how was the date, I want all the details from start to finish."
Olivia got comfortable on the couch because she knew it was going to be a while.
"Oh my god Abby, it was so perfect."
Abby squealed.
"Yayy!"
"Okay, so he came to pick me up at 8, he brought me roses and a gift from Hermes and then he took me dow-"
"Wait what was it like with all the press in your face?"
"They were really well behaved and they didn't shout anything awkward so that was good, now that I think about it he might have done that too."
"Where did you he take you?"
"He took me to his boat, it was so perfect, when he took up on the deck there was a live band, more like a freaking orchestra with a male and female lead singer, they guy was singing a whole bunch of Frank Sinatra songs, the woman sang Jane Birkin and Brigitte Bardot songs, you know those songs that make you feel all nostalgic, cruise music sort of, it was beautiful."
"Wow."
"I know and then there was a table set for us, there were roses and little candles everywhere, there were two waiters, a sommelier and a chef. The food was amazing, I mean otherworldly. We sailed out to the bay as we ate and then after dinner he took me up to the railing, the moon was full and we looked up at the stars and listened to the music, he told me how much I meant to him, how much he loved me it was the most romantic date ever."
"You just gave me the feels listening to a date I wasn't even there to see."
Olivia chuckled.
"Yeah it was perfect, at one point he sang 'moonlight serenade' to me and it took everything in me not to strip right in front of him."
Abby laughed.
"So when are you guys going out again?"
"I don't know, he's going golfing today, he invited me but I'd rather he enjoyed himself."
"Oh okay, Kamaya and Elliot are going crazy, they were completely caught off guard."
"Oh lord."
"Don't worry though, I talk to them and told them to calm down and take it easy on you."
"Thanks."
"So, what are you gonna do about all the media drama."
"Honestly, I'm not sure, I don't know how crazy they'll get so I'm just gonna lay low and see. Who knows maybe it'll die down after a couple days."
"Olivia there is press outside of our building, this will not die down after a few days, people have been calling me and Harrison, do you even know what the front of your building looks like, because it's live on the news right now, there are a lot of people out there."
"They've been calling you?"
"Yeah, asking me what kind of person you are and how long we've been friends, I have no idea how they got my number."
"Did you say anything?"
"Yeah I told them to eat my ass."
Olivia laughed and headed to the kitchen to put her coffee cup in the sink.
"Thanks, If I'm being honest, I'm not really sure what to do. Fitz told me it'd bad, I'm just waiting to see how bad."
"Yeah but you can't hide out in your apartment forever."
"I know, I'm not trying to, if I need to go outside I'll go but I'm not exactly excited to face them."
"I guess that's reasonable and the good thing is that's it's the weekend, all the regular news pundits aren't on till Monday."
"Yeah, I guess."
"Wait-Olivia are you wearing a gray shirt that says 'navy' and and black knee high socks right now?"
"What?"
"You're live right now on TMZ, someone is recording you right now, close the kitchen curtain."
Olivia turned around and looked through the window and saw a drone hovering outside her window. She quickly closed the window and then went around the apartment and closed all her drapes, blinds and windows.
"Liv, did you get them all?"
"Yeah, I can't believe they just did that."
Olivia took a deep breath.
"Abbs, I'm gonna go now, I'll call you later."
"Okay, you sure you're okay."
"Yeah I'm fine, just annoyed."
"Okay, call me later."
As Fitz got out of his SUV in the parking lot of the Meridian golf club his cell rang, it was Gerry.
"Hello Gerry, what's up?"
"Dad mom's pissed, she's going crazy over here."
"Crazy how?"
"Crazy like she's been cursing you out all morning and Olivia too, to her friends and stuff. She's talking about doing interviews and stuff."
Fitz chuckled.
"She's not crazy enough to do an interview and she'll get over it."
"So, how was the date?"
"It was great, better than great even."
"Did you tell Olivia how the boat got its name?"
"Of course I did and she loved it."
"Mr. President, ready to hit the slope?" One of the senators yelled.
"Is that senator Litten?"
"Yeah."
"You need to pass a bill don't you?"
Fitz laughed.
"Yeah, next week and I need to schmooze them."
"Okay, I'll leave you to it."
"Okay I'll talk to you later."
Fitz hung up and headed to the course.
Later in the night, when Olivia knew Fitz was on his way, she called him.
"Fitz, where are you?"
"I'm on 12th, I'm 5 minutes away."
"You didn't take the motorcade did you?"
"Uhm, no, I took three cars like I usually do. Is something wrong?"
"No, I just don't want the press to see you."
"Don't worry, I'm being careful, I'll be here in a few and we can talk."
"Okay."
Olivia hung up and finished her glass of wine. Fifteen minutes later, Fitz opened the door with key and walked in. She appeared out of nowhere and hugged him and buried her face in his chest.
"Woah," he said with a smile, "what's that for?"
She sighed and looked up at him.
"People have been so annoying today, you have no idea and on top of that TMZ had a drone flying outside my window, what if I was naked, you know how much I like walking around naked."
"They had a drone outside your window?"
"Yes - wait, no one saw you right?"
"No, I was careful, secret service had the side of your apartment blocked off."
"Good."
"Why didn't you call me with the whole drone thing?"
"You were golfing, I didn't want to bother you."
"Liv, come on."
She shrugged.
"I know, I know, I'll bother you next time, I swear."
"It's not a bother."
Fitz slipped off his shoes and walked over to the couch with her and pulled her in his lap as he sat.
She kissed him softly.
"Come on, vent, what's been going on today?"
"Can I vent after we have sex because I really need my vagina licked."
She jumped up and pulled him up, he was grinning from ear to ear, she was serious about getting her dicking. He walked behind her and undressed her as they headed to the bedroom to devour each other. Olivia turned on her stereo to drown out their voices because she knew how loud she could get when she was screaming for Fitz and for the first time she worried that her neighbors might hear them and actually know it was them.
A hour later, as they laid quietly in bed, beat, Fitz decided to bring the conversation up again.
"So, you ready to tell me what happened today?"
"I don't know, it's just a bunch of little things that annoyed me. The drone thing was really the icing on the cake though, Abby says there's press outside my apartment in New York."
"What about your friends, are they talking to the press?"
"No, Abby's says they're calling but she's not talking, I know Harrison or Huck won't, I definitely trust them, others might talk but I won't know for sure, I haven't been online or watched the tv all day so I'm not sure what they're saying."
"But you're okay though right? You don't regret anything?"
"Of course not, not in a million years. I mean you told me they were gonna be bad so it's not like I didn't know."
"Yeah but it's different when they're actually hounding you."
"Yes but I'm sure they'll get tired of me eventually," Olivia paused, "have you watched the news?"
"No, I was at the course for most of the day, then I did some work in the evening then showered and came straight here."
Olivia nodded and then a dirty thought crossed her mind and she decided to change the conversation.
"That thing you did with your tongue earlier…"
Fitz smiled.
"Yeah?"
"I seriously almost had cardiac arrest."
Fitz laughed.
"No, Fitz I'm not laughing, at one point I thought that I might not make it through, that was when I scratched you, sorry not sorry," she said with a chuckle.
"Sorry not sorry? You made me bleed woman."
"And you made me fear for my life, that's actually a crime by the way."
Fitz laughed and kissed her.
"You're a mess."
"Yes but I've got a great ass and you love me right?"
Fitz turned his face in the other direction playfully not answering her question.
She sat up and punched him on the arm.
"Right?"
"Right," he said with his charming smile.
Monday morning.
Seconds after Fitz walked into his office and took a seat at his desk, Cyrus entered with a folder.
"Oh lord, here we go, lay it on me," Fitz said as he leaned back in his chair.
Cyrus took a seat on the couch and raised his legs on the coffee table.
"#OliviapopeandpresidentGrant has been trending since Friday night, oddly enough '#downwiththeswirl' has also been trending."
"Down with the swirl? What does that mean?"
"According to one of the aides that's what the millennials call interracial dating."
"Oh okay."
"Also '#firstdate' has been trending, along with '#firstgirlfriend", '#blackgirlmagic' and '#popeprocedure'."
Fitz smiled.
"That $4000 dress she wore sold out on in 20 minutes, the shoes sold out in 15."
"I told you she has great taste."
"She sells which is good, how is she dealing with the media attention?"
"Good but she hasn't been online or watched the news so she doesn't know what they are saying."
"Do you know what they're saying, have you watched any news since Friday?"
"Nope, it doesn't matter what they're saying."
Cyrus sighed and pulled a tape recorder out of his pocket, turned up the volume and pressed play.
"President Grant, a man who is supposed to be a Christian and a republican, is parading this- I'm just gonna say it; skank, around like some prize, I'm holding a picture right now, it wasn't even private, it was on this woman's social media page, she's wearing a white string bikini that barely and I mean barely covers her ass and breasts and that's not the only one, there are many, is that the kind of woman we want beside our president, I don't care if she's smart but if she doesn't have morals or class, she has no place in our whitehouse because make no mistake it is our whitehouse, it is the people's whitehouse. This woman is an atheist, a socialist, a damn hippie, not to mention she's involved with the black lives matter terrorist groups. This woman was invited to the White House in 2006, to receive a presidential hero medal and she turned it down and you know why, because she claims she didn't agree with the Iraq war. What does a woman like this want with a this republican president, I know, she sees dollar signs and plenty of them, that's it. I don't know about you but I didn't vote for president Grant in 2008 so he could parade a seductress around; mocking our good, conservative, Christian values and I won't vote for him next November in the general if he doesn't drop this woman immediately."
"That's disgusting," Fitz said angrily.
"I know but that was the top conservative radio host in the country and he's not even the worst one," said Cyrus.
"Cyrus I don't know why you're making me listen to that, you know it changes nothing."
"This is going out to your audience-"
"She wore a bikini when she was at the beach or pool, honestly she could have worn it walking down 5th avenue, I don't care, I knew the conservatives weren't going to like her, you knew it too, there is only one reason they have a problem with her and that's because she's black. Do you remember the uproar it cause when they found out I hired a gay chief of staff, how many people wanted me to fire you but I stuck by your side, I didn't even entertain it."
"Fitz, I know this changes nothing but they are the people who vote for you, you have to reach out."
"I'm not reaching out to shit, they can say what they want and I'm gonna keep ignoring it and if they continue I'll call them out on it."
Cyrus nodded and sighed.
"Alright but you're sure no sextapes, no nude pictures, sour exes who will come out and talk about her? Did you even ask her?"
"Cyrus I'm sure you vetted her and found nothing, Tom vetted her and found nothing, I'm done talking about this."
"Believe it or not, I'm on both your sides, if they're acting like this over picture of her in a bikini then I just want to be ahead of anything else that might be out there."
Fitz nodded.
"The prince and princess of Monaco are coming at the end of the month, are you taking her?" Cyrus asked in an effort to change the subject.
"Yes, I didn't ask her yet but yes."
"Your vacation is coming up, are you taking her?"
"Yes."
"Have you decided where you're going?"
"Yeah it's between the island or the cabin in Aspen, I haven't decided yet."
"The optics of you going to your private island aren't great."
"Okay so I'll go to Aspen then."
Cyrus raised his eyebrows.
"Wow, I'm surprised you listened to me."
"I figured every once in awhile won't kill me."
Cyrus stood up and grabbed his folder and brought it to Fitz. Fitz took it and started going through it.
"In order for people to like her they need to see her out. On Wednesday, I planned for you two to go this karaoke restaurant on 18th street, it's local and it's great for your small business initiative, on Thursday, I got two tickets to the new opera show, she's going to need a gown, something fancy, your detail knows, the aides know, there is gonna be press and all the works, a few senators and their wives are also going to be at the opera, so heads up."
"Okay, I begged her to come by today for lunch so I'll let her know."
Olivia lounged around in her couch. She's finished her lecture, she couldn't exactly hunt for lab spaces anymore until she knew if Fitz was able to get her off the waitlist for the one she really wanted, she had nothing to do except wait to get ready to go have lunch with Fitz. She'd been trying her best not to watch tv or go online but it was getting harder and harder because she was getting anxious about what people were saying about her.
She managed to hold out until it was time to get ready for her lunch date and then she went to her closet to find something to wear. As she sifted through her clothes, somehow nothing seemed appropriate. She found herself over thinking everything, trying to weigh all the opinion of the people who would see her, if they would think it was too sexy then she stopped and scolded for caring about what people thought and took another look in her closet. This time she found a light blue sheer ruffled Chloe dress that stopped mid thigh, she quickly dressed and did her makeup. She strapped on her Prada sandals and grabbed her Saint Laurent purse and then called her agents to let them know she was ready. She made them take her through the side entrance to avoid the press and then within minutes she was at the white house. She entered through the southern private entrance and met him in the kitchen in the residence.
He was standing by the huge industrial sized metal refrigerator and she walked up to him and jumped on him and wrapped her legs around him. Fitz laughed as he spun her around and kissed her then he let her down.
"What took you so long? You look great by the way..."
She smiled and grabbed an apple off the kitchen counter and washed it.
"Thanks, what are we eating for lunch?"
Fitz took the cover of the two plates and brought them over to her where she stood by the table.
"The chef made sweet potato fries and boneless hot wings."
Olivia took a fry of the plate and ate it.
"Mm that's really good."
Fitz smiled and sat next to her.
"Is food ever not really good for you?"
"Rarely."
She took another fry and ate it.
"So I have good news…" Fitz began.
Olivia whipped her head up.
"You got it?"
"Yeah, I got Cyrus to call this morning and you are off the waitlist, they should have emailed you already."
She jumped up and kissed him.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, baby you're the best," she said with a smile.
Fitz chuckled.
"Anything for you."
She sat and started eating again.
"Maybe if I checked my email, I would've known."
"You still haven't been online or watched tv?"
"No."
"It's not all bad you know Liv, people do like you, a lot of people like you, your dress and shoes sold out in minutes after the pictures hit the online."
She smiled.
"Really?"
"Yeah and 'black girl magic' has been trending and 'pope procedure' and 'down with the swirl' has also has been trending."
Olivia covered her mouth and laughed.
"I can't believe 'down with the swirl' is trending."
"Do you know what it means?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm chocolate and you're vanilla and when we get all up in each other, we make a swirl," she started singing, "chocolate and vanilla swirl…"
Fitz laughed.
"Cyrus had to explain it to me today, I had no clue."
She bit a piece of her wing and drank some of her juice, she noticed Fitz wasn't really eating.
"Aren't you gonna eat?"
"Yeah but I want to ask you something first, a couple things actually."
"Sure, what's up?"
"I wanted to invite you out on Wednesday night, Cyrus wants us to go to this local karaoke bar, there's gonna be a lot of press though."
"I'm surprised Cyrus came up with this, looks like he's down with the swirl as well," she chuckled, "of course I'll come."
Fitz smiled.
"Great and there's also a new opera that will be opening on Thursday, will you come with me, there will be senators there and press."
"Oooh opera, does that mean I get to wear a fancy dress."
"Yes."
"Of course I'll come with you."
"One last thing, the prince and princess of Monaco will be coming at the end of the month, I'd be honored if you'd come to the dinner with me?"
"Does that mean I'll get to wear an even fancier dress?"
"Yes," he said with a smile.
"Fitz, why do you seem nervous to ask me, of course I'll come."
"Sorry, I can't just assume you'll come," he said as he began eating.
"What's your schedule like today?" She asked.
"Uh after this a have a meeting in the oval with my policy advisors."
"How much time do we have?"
"An hour, why do you ask?"
She smiled.
"I've been to the residence many times but I've never been to your room, I've never seen your bed, why don't you take me to your room and show me your bed and maybe, just maybe, I'll let you bend me over on it."
Fitz smiled slyly.
"Hey, it's not my fault I'm obsessed with your penis, maybe you shouldn't give it to me so good."
Fitz laughed.
"Careful baby, I might have to bend you over right here."
He grabbed her hand and tugged her to the exit.
"Wait!" She said causing him to stop, "the food Fitz, we can't forget the food, let's take it with us."
She ran back to the table and grabbed both plates and then followed him to the bedroom.