Olivia woke up in the bedroom by herself. She assumed Fitz was at his briefing so she quickly showered and got dressed and then went to the living room. It was empty. She looked around the cabin for him and couldn't find him. She headed outside and found him by the edge of the patio, looking out at the town. She walked up silently behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"We have beef," she said as she pressed her cheek against his back.

Fitz chuckled and turned around and faced her.

"What did I do now?"

"I haven't woken with you in the bed beside me since we got here."

"We woke up together when we went camping."

"Yeah but that's not a bed, it doesn't count."

"Okay, I'll will make it a point of duty to be beside you when you wake tomorrow."

Olivia smiled.

"What are you doing out here?"

"My briefing just ended, I just wanted to get some fresh air."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

"Why don't we go make some breakfast and then we can hang by the pool."

"You gonna wear that white string bikini I like?"

"No, it's a new one but don't worry it's shows just as much ass."

Fitz smiled.

"Come on, let's go."

Fitz swept her up honeymoon style. Olivia giggled as he carried her back to the cabin.

She fixed them toasted bacon avocado sandwiches. She sliced both sandwiches in half and handed Fitz his plate. They sat in the high stools by the kitchen island and before Fitz could take his sandwich she reached over and picked it up and fed him a bite.

"How's that?"

Fitz chewed and swallowed with a smile.

"Holy shit that's good."

Olivia giggled and fed him another bite and then took a bite of her own sandwich. Fitz was finished with his sandwich after a few large bites. He took a sip of his iced tea to wash it down then eyed the half of Olivia's sandwich that was untouched. She scooted over to take a sip of her iced tea and Fitz saw that as his opportunity and grabbed her half sandwich.

"Hey I was gonna eat that!"

Fitz jumped out the chair and took off as soon as Olivia realized. Olivia chased him to the living room and caught him as he was running out to the patio. He'd eaten a half of the sandwich by now and she was trying to take it back but he stuffed the other piece in his mouth and chewed with his mouth full.

She stood smiling as he swallowed the sandwich and smiled.

"You snooze, you loose," he teased.

"You're the worst."

He chuckled and kissed her playfully and then threw her over his shoulder and took her back to the kitchen.

"I can't believe you ate my sandwich, I really wanted that," she whined as she took the plates from the island and placed them in the sink.

"Olivia I'm 6'3 and like 200 pounds, you gave me one sandwich, what was I supposed to do with that."

"Um, you weren't supposed to eat mine," she said with a chuckle.

"Can you make more...please, please, please."

"We're out of avocados and bacon… I was gonna go to the market tomorrow but I guess I can go today."

"What market?"

"There's a whole foods in the town, I needed some things for tomorrow so I was gonna drop by a little later. I guess I could go now, are you okay staying here till I get back?"

"Uh...no."

"Why not?"

"Because I wanna come with you."

Olivia smiled.

"Fitz, your the president, you can't just show up at whole foods. I'll go, I won't be long."

"I'm not letting you go unless you take me with you."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, woman."

"You're not coming."

Olivia tried to step off but Fitz blocked her. She stepped back and giggled.

"Seriously?"

"Yep."

She tried to go in the other direction but Fitz stopped her again.

"Fitz."

"What?"

She bit her lip and smiled, he was weakening her resolve and he knew it.

"Take me with you," he whispered.

Olivia sighed.

"Fine, fine, fine, you can come."

Fitz smiled.

"Yes, I'm getting sprung from the bin."

Fitz hurried and told Tom of their plans and then ran off to get dressed, Olivia followed him. He threw on a some navy chinos and a his navy t shirt and sneakers. Olivia also wore one of Fitz's navy t shirts with denim shorts and sandals.

They waited for just over a half hour for the agents to assemble the cars and secure the market before a group of agents came and escorted them to the car. It was a 10 minutes drive to the town.

People on the sidewalk looked on curiously as the entourage of black sedans pulled up. Hal opened the door and Fitz hopped out excitedly and then helped Olivia out and held her hand as they walked through the entrance together. Everyone gawked but it was something she was used to when she was out with Fitz.

"Did you write a list?" Fitz asked.

"Yep, up here," Olivia said as she pointed to her temple.

Fitz chuckled.

"Of course, let's grab a cart."

Fitz walked over to rack with the carts and pulled one out and pushed it over to her.

"You look so ridiculous right now."

"Pushing a cart?"

"Yeah, I'm so used to you being in a suit or you know, even better, naked."

Fitz chuckled.

"Where do you wanna start?"

Olivia looked up at the signage.

"Um, let's start with aisle 1, that's where all the veggies and fruits are."

"You've got it boss."

They both walked over to the aisle and Fitz stood by as Olivia did the shopping.

"We need eggplant, sugar snaps, sesame seeds, bean sprouts, chive, zucchini squash and avocados for you. I also need strawberries, blueberries, raspberries and peaches but that's for something else."

"Is this for something specific, not the avocados but everything else?"

"Yeah, I'm making you something special."

Fitz smiled.

Olivia picked out all the vegetables and dropped them in the cart one by one then they moved on to the next aisle.

"I need chicken breast, shrimp and bacon."

Fitz picked up a bag in jumbo shrimp from the freezer while Olivia picked out the chicken and bacon.

"What's next?"

"We need vanilla extract, cream, confectioners sugar, whipped cream and candles everything else we have at the cabin."

They walked up the aisle and picked up everything and dropped them in the cart.

"Okay that's it for me, is there anything you wanted?"

"Um, potato chips, I can't tell you he last time I had a bag of potato chips."

"Anything else?"

"Can we just walk around and look, I can't think of anything right now but I also haven't been in a grocery store in decades so I just wanna look around."

"Okay, no problem."

They walked around for almost a half hour. The more Fitz saw, the more he threw in the cart. By the time they went to checkout the cart was full. He picked up beer, jerky, twinkles, nachos, he was like a college kid who was preparing for a case of the munchies.

They walked up to join the checkout line like any normal person would. Everyone stared at them and took pictures, workers and customers alike.

A manager ran up to them and introduced himself.

"Hello mr. president, my name is Harold I'm the store manager, we can take you to a private checkout if you'd like?"

Fitz shook Harold's hand.

"Thanks Harold but I think we're good."

"Okay, please let us know if you need anything."

Fitz nodded and Harold scurried off.

"Hi there," Fitz said as they stood behind a middle aged woman and her son.

The lady seemed shocked that he spoke to her.

"Mr. President - wow. Olivia."

Olivia was surprised she knew her name.

"Hi," she responded with a smile.

"You got a lot of stuff there, big family?"

"Yeah, 5 kids and they're all boys, this is my youngest, Thomas, say hello Thomas, that's the president."

"Hello president Grant."

"Hi Thomas, you know my middle name is Thomas."

"Really?"

"Yep, so we have something in common, you know, other than our great hair."

Thomas laughed.

"How old are you Thomas?"

"I'm 9, I'm gonna be 10 tomorrow?"

"No way, it's my birthday tomorrow too."

"Really?"

"Yes and you know what Thomas," Fitz pulled out his wallet and handed him a crisp $100 bill, "Happy birthday."

Thomas took the money and held it up to his mother and her mouth fell open.

"Mom look, I got $100, I can go to Dave and Busters and play games with Jack and Robby."

"Wow, Mr. President, Thomas say thank you."

"Thank you Mr. President."

"You're welcome, enjoy your birthday."

"Your total is $297, cash or credit ma'am," the cashier said.

Fitz still had his wallet in his hand and he took out his credit card.

"Is it okay if I pay?"

The woman looked up at him, blankly for a moment then her eyes focused.

"No, no way, you've done enough, I can't accept anymore."

Fitz smiled.

"It's little Thomas' birthday, I'm sure half this stuff is for him anyways. I insist."

"I don't know what to say."

"Say yes mom, he's a cool guy."

Fitz chuckled, so did Olivia.

"Thank you, Mr. President."

"Don't mention it- I didn't get your name."

"Linda."

"Don't mention it Linda."

Fitz smiled and swiped his card.

They stood waiting as the cashier packed the bags.

"My husband and I were going to lose our home, we almost did and if you didn't sign the foreclosure prevention act in 2009 we would have. Never thought I'd get to thank you in person, so thank you, my husband is gonna lose it when I tell him I met you. He still wears your campaign t shirt around the house, especially since your 2009 stimulus package helped him get a new job after he lost his old one during the recession."

"Wow, really, that's- that's great news."

"Yeah, we're definitely better off now, we got into some debt during the 2007 recession because our oldest son Derek got leukemia, we lost our health insurance and we sank into debt but then you passed Grantcare and we qualified before we sank too deep so that helped us out a lot."

"And Derek's okay?"

"Yep, cancer free for the past year and a half and going strong."

"Alright ma'am, your bags are ready."

Linda smiled.

"It was an honor mr president, we knew you were in town but we never dreamed we'd see you."

She stretched her hand for a shake but Fitz hugged her instead.

"I wish you and your family all the best."

"Thank you Mr. President."

"And tell your husband I said hi, better yet, let's take a picture, I bet he'd lose his mind."

Linda smiled again and pulled out her phone.

"He absolutely would."

They bundled together and the cashier took a picture of a four of them. After the picture, they said goodbye and then Fitz and Olivia checked out and headed back to the cabin.

On the way there, they passed a archery range.

"Woah, woah, archery."

Fitz tapped the partition and opened the screen.

"Stop the car Henry and get Tom over here, thank you.'

Henry spoke into his ear piece and then a few moments later all the suv's came to a stop and Tom walked up to the door and opened it.

"Sir."

"Tom, I want to go to that archery range."

"I'm sorry sir, I don't think that's possible."

Fitz smiled.

"Let's try again, Tom I was to go to that archery range."

"Sir, I really don't think that's possible."

"Let's try one more time, Tom I'm going to that archery range."

Tom nodded.

"Yes sir, just give us a moment to secure the area."

"Thank you, Tom."

Tom closed the door and walked away.

"You're really annoying you know that," Olivia said as she faced him.

"I do know that," he said with a chuckle.

"It was really nice what you did to help that lady, especially what she said about her son and losing their jobs and stuff."

Fitz smiled.

"That's the best part, knowing policies actually translate to helping real people, I like hearing the stories."

"I know, it was really nice to hear too," Olivia smiled as she got an idea, "you wanna make out till they secure the range?"

Fitz didn't reply, he just grabbed her and kissed her. Olivia giggled and kissed him over and over again.

"You're the best kisser in the world, you know that," Olivia said as she smiled.

Fitz stuck his tongue out and circled his it around hers then sucked it.

"Oh-"

Fitz chuckled as Olivia's eyes opened wide and then she pulled back and took a breath.

Seconds later Tom knocked the door.

"Sir, the area is secure."

"Okay," Fitz yelled.

He kissed her once last time and then he opened the door. Tom, Hal, Josh and 6 other guards escorted them to the lobby of the range, where they paid for three rounds and then one of the instructors took them outside to the range, where the target boards were.

They each had 30 arrows and their own target board. They waited for the instructor to leave before began the game.

"Okay so I think we need stakes to make this fun, are you in?"

"Okay, if I win, we have to stay an extra day," Olivia suggested.

"That's not fair, you know I can't say no to you regardless."

Olivia smirked.

"I know, what do you want?"

Fitz pondered.

"A blowjob in the car on the way home."

She laughed.

"Deal and a real wasted opportunity because I planned on giving you one regardless."

"What? Okay I change my mind."

"Nope, you snooze you lose, isn't that what you told me this morning when you stole my sandwich?"

"Yes but-"

"No buts baby, you have yourself a deal."

"Deal."

They both pulled the first arrow. They were standing 30 feet from the bullseye target.

"You go first," Olivia suggested.

"Okay."

Fitz line the arrow in the bow, drew it back and then shot it. He hit just outside the target.

He looked over at her and smirked.

Olivia lined her arrow in her bow.

"You got one in the chamber now, what you gonna do with it," he teased.

Olivia licked the tip of index finger and held up it to measure the wind.

"Winds is west and 13 knots, air pressure feels like 29 hg, the target is 30.25 feet away and 5'6 high."

"What happening right now?"

"I'm just measuring how much force in need to shoot the arrow with in order to hit the target given air pressure, wind speed and the height and distance of the target."

Olivia lined up her arrow once again and then shot it straight brought the target.

Olivia jumped up and took a bow.

"I'll be here all day everyone."

"How did you do that?"

"Math."

Fitz laughed.

"Damn it, I'm gonna lose aren't I?"

"Yep."

After three rounds and 30 arrows they were done. Olivia won.

"I wish I could say I'm mad about spending another day here but I'm not, I'll call Cy and tell him we'll be here a little longer."

"Before or after your blowjob?"

Fitz smiled.

"After."

"We literally have an 8 minute drive back to the cabin, I bet I can make you cum before we get there."

Fitz took that as a challenge.

"Talk is cheap baby, you're gonna have to prove it."

Olivia took his hand and tugged him to the car. She had his pants unzipped before they even closed the door. She immediately started sucking him off as she stroked him. It was quick and rough which was in stark contrast to the way she usually did it, soft and attentive and she often tried to fit his whole cock in her mouth though she'd never been successful. As he came she swallowed it all because the last thing she needed was cum stains all over the car for the guards to have to deal with once they left.

When she was finished she zipped his pants up and smiled at him.

"I've got 1 minute and change to spare baby."

"You're amazing,"

"I know, you've only told me that 137 times."

"137 actual times?"

"Yep, I remember every single time."

"Wow."

"Yep, you've told me I was beautiful 192 times, that I was perfect 104 times, that I was smart 77 times, that I was annoying 44 times."

Fitz laughed.

"You really are amazing."

"138," she said with a smile.

By the time Fitz gave her a peck in the lips, the car pulled up outside the driveway and Hal tapped the glass.

"We're good Hal."

Hal opened the door and let them out.

The guards brought the grocery bags in the kitchen and Fitz called Cyrus to let him know they'd be staying an extra day and he wasn't happy about it but Fitz ignored him. After the call he helped Olivia unpack the groceries then helped her make another batch of the bacon avocado sandwiches that he had grown obsessed with. When she was done, she covered them and made sure Fitz didn't touch them as they changed into bathing suits. Fitz wore black swim trunks. Fitz watched as Olivia tied her tiny black string bikini top around her neck and then tied her bottoms around her hips, it stopped two degrees short of being a thong.

She stood in the full body mirror going over her appearance. Fitz walked up behind her and held onto her waist and kissed her shoulder.

"You look amazing," he said as he ran his hands up and down her body and then cupped her breasts firmly and squeezed them.

Olivia felt like teasing.

"I'm horny baby what are you going to do about that?"

"I've got some ideas..."

"I'm sure you do but if you want it, you'll have to come and get it."

Olivia shimmied quickly out of his grasp and jumped on the bed.

Fitz laughed and crossed his arms.

"If you want it, you have to come and get it, you have to catch me. That's the game."

Fitz didn't say anything, he just circled the bed until he quickly lounged at her. She managed to jump of the bed and ran through the door before he could get his hands on her. He chased her around the cabin and found himself getting painfully aroused as he did so which he knew was her plan.

He lost her in the living room, he could hear her giggling but he couldn't see her and he decided that he'd wait there, in a quiet corner because eventually she'd have to come out from where she was. Just over a minute later, he heard the patter of her footsteps close by.

As the footsteps came closer and he could hear her breathing he knew she would be walking past him at any moment. After a few seconds she stepped past him and he jumped out and grabbed her. She screamed excitedly.

"Gotcha."

He pushed her back against the wall and untied the strings of her bikini with haste.

"I hate it when you tease me," he said as he pulled his trunks down and freed himself.

"That's why I do it."

He lifted her leg in the air and entered her, slowly.

"Oh god that feels good."

He opened her leg wider and then entered her again, deeper this time.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," she cried out.

He pulled out and turned her around and untied her bikini top and let it fall to the floor then her groped her breast roughly. He walked her over to the hallway table, bent her over and banged her against the table until they both came.

When they are done he gave her a moment to catch her breath then helped her get dressed in her bikini. He threw on his trunks and then they headed to the kitchen to bring their sandwiches and beer out to the huge white sunbed next to the pool on the patio. There was a huge sunbrella shading the bed and protecting them from the summer sun and Olivia was thankful for that. They both laid down, Fitz started eating his sandwich immediately, Olivia seemed content to just lay with her eyes half closed. To him, she seemed happy, he wasn't sure if it was just the afterglow from what he'd just done to her in the living room but she seemed at peace.

"Baby, don't you want your sandwich?"

"Are you gonna eat it again?'

He chuckled.

"No, you made me two this time, I think I'm good."

She smiled and sat up and bite a piece of her sandwich and took a sip of her beer and then laid down again.

"So, tell me about your family history, where is your family from?" Fitz asked.

Olivia smiled and took another sip of her beer.

"My family history is actually pretty interesting. On my dad side, well... his ancestors were from the Asante tribe, they were royalty the way he told it to me, they lived in the Kumasi metropolis in the gold coast of Africa. In the late 1600's, the royal family was captured during a tribal war and sold to slave traders and taken to the Brazil. Ami, that was her name, she was a princess, they sold her to a plantation and wasn't there very long before she ran away with her brothers. They hid in the hills and they regularly raided the plantations and helped other slaves runaway until they formed their own free communities in the mountains. Funny enough, the Asante tribe of the gold coast are known to be ferocious warriors, they were brutal fighters and they were well versed in guerilla warfare which is how they managed to stand against the Portuguese for so long. They called her queen Ami, she led the slave rebellions. She was tall and strong and fearless and she fought until her last breath. She didn't have any children but her brothers did. Apparently at the time, her brother mated with an indigenous indian woman and that was a scandal. Then their children had children and so on until my grandfather travelled to America, he met my grandmother shortly after, I don't know much about her other than the fact that she was descended from slaves who ran away to New York, where she was born and raised. My mother was born in New York as well. Her mother was Egyptian and her father was native american from the Cheyenne tribe and well yes, that's why I'm sitting in front of you right now."

"Wow, that's- I didn't expect that but wow."

"What about your history?"

"I can't top that."

"You can try," Olivia teased.

"I have ancient celt."

"It's not cooler than my history but it is pretty cool," Olivia teased again.

"That's because you're amazing, you can't top amazing."

Olivia leaned over and kissed him.

"I love you, I'm so excited for your birthday tomorrow."

Fitz smiled.

"I'm just glad you're here spending it with me."

Olivia kissed him again.

"Me too."