Babes, I can't thank you for the support on this story! Happy Holidays and Happy Reading! I am gonna force myself to finish this story before Christmas lol!

Chapter 5 There's No Mistletoe…Can I Still Have A Kiss?

Olivia tried getting some sleep when she got back to her hotel room, that was the plan. However, after 10 minutes of tossing and turning, she gave up. Harrison stepped out with his friend that flew in for the evening, leaving Olivia all by her lonesome.

Angela and Lance won't be flying in until the weekend, for the holiday party. James flew back to L.A. because he was booked for a fashion show and he won't be back until the following day. He styled Olivia's wig before he left.

Picking up her cell phone, Olivia called Lance. His phone went straight to voicemail. She knew he was home from practice by now. She can only imagine what he was doing. Pushing Lance out of her mind, she called Fitz. She haven't been able to stop thinking about him since their little moment in his office earlier. That man knew exactly what he was doing when he pinned her against his door. It took everything in her not to kiss him. The attraction she felt towards him scared her, she doesn't know him, yet her body longs for him like they're lovers.

Going against her better judgment she called Fitz. She took his number from

Harrison's phone yesterday. Figuring he wouldn't answer because he didn't know her number, Olivia was about to hang up, when suddenly he answered.

"Hello." He spoke into the phone in that deep baritone. The sound of his voice can literally talk you out of your panties.

"Meet me at Highland Park." Olivia replied hanging up before he could respond.

She ended the call abruptly because she was afraid that he would reject her. Olivia doesn't know what she was thinking asking him to meet her at Highland Park. He's in a relationship and she's engaged. She has no business wanting to see this man or feeling the things she does for this man. If the public found out about this, everyone will have a field day with that information, defaming Olivia's character and image. She's had the image of being your girl next door, not wild and promiscuous.

Fitz texted her asking her what time she wants to meet. Olivia looked at time on the alarm clock on the night stand. It was 7:30, she knew she needed at least 30 minutes to get ready, so she told him 8;30pm to be on the safe side. He texted her back saying okay he will be there.

Olivia went to the closet of her suite and looked for something to wear. She wanted to be as unrecognizable as possible in case they were spotted. She remembers sneaking off to Highland Park growing up and it can get a little crowded with cars at night.

She was taking a risk, but if she didn't want to be noticed, she had to go incognito. Olivia always packed an oversized sweat suit to bring with her when she travelled. After showering, she pulled it from the closet and threw it on. It swallowed her up perfectly. She decided to wear her natural hair, pulling it back into a ponytail. She grabbed her favorite pair of Oscar De La Renta sunglasses covering her eyes and pulled her hood over her head, drawing the string tight. She wasn't wearing any makeup which either will be a hit or miss with Fitz, since he haven't seen her without a face full of makeup. However, he was the one that said she was prissy and he likes women more natural, maybe he would appreciate this look.

"Perfect." Olivia said to herself as she checked herself out in the mirror.

She left out of the bedroom and walked into the living room where Julian was sitting on the couch watching TV. He gave her his undivided attention when he noticed her shutting off the television.

"Ju I have to go to Highland Park to speak with someone." Olivia said not wanting to dig into details of who exactly she was going to speak to, even though she is sure Julian already knew.

Julian is no fool, he knows his boss is going to see Fitz. It's none of his business, but he's glad she is finally starting to forget about Lance who has been nothing but trouble to her. Julian has seen Olivia cry too many times over that asshole and he wants better for her. Julian has been around Olivia long enough to look at her as family and it breaks his heart to see her going through the bullshit Lance puts her through. Julian will never understand why Olivia accepted Lance's engagement.

"Okay." Julian grabbed his jacket and got up from the couch. He called for a car and they left Olivia's suite.

The ride over to Highland Park Olivia fiddled with her hands. She was a nervous wreck. She made an irrational decision when she called Fitz to meet her and now she doesn't know what the hell she is going to say to the man when they're face to face.

She spotted his white Audi as the car she was in pulled behind it. He had dark tint that you couldn't see through. It was also dark in the park, so she didn't know if he was inside of his SUV or not. She shot him text.

Olivia: Hey we just pulled behind you, are you inside?

Fitz: I am. Should I get out?

Olivia: No is it alright if I just get in your car? I don't want to risk being spotted.

Fitz: Of course

Olivia: Okay.

"Ju I'll be right in his car." Olivia told Julian who looked uncomfortable about having her out of his eyesight.

"Are you sure this is okay?" Julian looked around the relatively empty park. There were kids in the distant playing basketball and some teens watching, but no one was really paying attention the side of the park Olivia was on.

"Yeah it'll be fine." Olivia assured.

"Okay." Julian still wasn't convinced but he couldn't force her not to go.

Fitz watched Olivia exit the SUV and had he not known she was meeting him, he would've never guessed it was her walking to his car. Fitz never thought he would see the day Olivia Pope would be in an oversized sweat suit. The diva of all divas was in a freaking sweat suit and about to get into his car. Yeah, he was definitely dreaming because no one would believe this for second.

Olivia rushed and hopped in Fitz car in seconds. The first thing she noticed was that his car smelled just like him. His radio was turned down low with her song ironically playing.

"Hi." She said sliding the glasses off her face as she looked over at him. She took off her hood exposing her natural tresses.

Fitz looked at her completely taken aback by her appearance. Was this the same woman from early. The woman that he mistakenly and judgmentally called prissy. Fitz has never been more turned on in his life, then he was in this moment. Olivia is a goddess.

"Hi." He flashed her that mega watts smile of his.

"I'm sorry for my appearance. I just didn't wanna be spotted." Olivia apologized. She didn't like the way Fitz was staring at her, he seemed shocked, and worse of all he seemed turned off by Olivia's appearance. She suddenly felt insecure.

"Why are you apologizing?" Fitz didn't understand why the hell Olivia was apologizing for looking like a normal person. Is her lifestyle that messed up that she'd forgotten that she doesn't have to always be in a face full of makeup and expensive pieces of clothing to be considered beautiful.

"I just…I'm not used to coming out like this…I don't even know what I am saying." Olivia shook her head embarrassingly.

Fitz grabbed Olivia's hands forcing her to look at him. It was at this moment that Fitz realized Olivia is just a regular person just like everyone else. He used to hold her and other celebrity to a higher standard almost like their god's and goddesses. Fitz knows no one is perfect, but for some reason he tricked himself into believing that celebrities had no flaws or insecurities. He never wanted to be so wrong in life.

"Don't apologize for being yourself. You are a very beautiful woman Olivia even in your most natural state." Fitz caressed her hands needing for her to understand that in her most natural state he found her the most beautiful.

Olivia didn't know if God was playing a trick on her or what, but this man before her couldn't have been real. Here he was calling her beautiful in her most natural state. A state that she was forced to hate growing up especially in the music industry. Olivia has always been told her hair is too kinky, her nose too wide, her lips too full, and her figure too curvy. She was forced to wear wigs, get surgery on her nose, and go on crazy diets. They forced the European standard of beauty onto Olivia, that when she's in her natural state she doesn't even know who the fuck she is.

"You don't have to say that just because I am sitting across from you." Olivia looked away from Fitz and out of the window. She felt so insecure under his gaze.

"Olivia I am a grown ass man. Do I look like I would say something just to say it?" Fitz questioned irritable that Olivia would even question him. Then again, in the business that she's in, she is probably used to being told what she wants to hear.

Olivia didn't answer him, she just looked at him. For all she knows this man could be saying whatever he thought would get him into her pants the quickest. He could be setting her up to sell his story to TMZ. Olivia has been trained to question everything. That was one of the first things she was taught when she got into the music industry. She was told that no one is who they appear to be, you have to dig deeper than what they're presenting at surface level, to really know a person's character.

"I'm sorry…I've just been trained to question everything you know…with being in the business and all. It's so annoying and I hate it…but I have to protect myself." Olivia explained. He was staring at her with an unreadable expression on his face. Olivia just hopes he understands where she is coming from even though he's an outsider to the business.

"I get it," he nodded his head. He looked out of his windshield appearing to be in deep thought.

An awkward silence washed over them, Olivia had something on her mind she wanted to ask him about, but she was a little nervous. Thinking what the hell, she decided to ask him.

"Yesterday, I overheard you talking to your girlfriend and you called me prissy and said I am not your type. Am I really not your type Fitz?" Olivia wanted to know. She knew she wouldn't be here in his car sitting across from him if she wasn't his type. She just wants to hear from his mouth that she is his type. It will definitely help stroke her ego to hear him say it out of his mouth.

"Are you kidding me? Yes, you're my type. Do I think you're prissy? Yes, I do. But now I obviously see it's a part of your image and you can't really help it. I apologize if I offended you Olivia." Fitz hoped she accepted his apology. He felt bad that she overheard him lying to Michelle about her.

Olivia was about to respond, but Julian called her.

"Excuse me Fitz," Olivia answered Julian's call, "hello."

"Are you okay?" Julian asked.

Fitz took Olivia's phone from her hand and she looked over at him shocked.

"I mean no disrespect when I say this, but while she is with me I would appreciate at it if she's given some space. I am perfectly capable of taking care of her while she's in my presence. She's in good hands I can assure you." Fitz knew he was pushing his luck doing this, Julian towered over him by some inches and Julian definitely outweighed Fitz. Fitz knew Julian could probably knock him the fuck out easily. However, Fitz didn't care. He'd gladly take that ass whooping for Olivia to be feel normal for once in her life.

Julian hung up on Fitz, and Fitz handed Olivia back her cell phone. She still was looking at in shock. He flashed her an assuring smirk to let her know everything was alright.

Olivia can't believe Fitz just said that to Julian. She loves Julian to death, he's been by her side since the beginning, but she hates the feeling of being watched and checked on like she's a child. It's not Julian's fault, Olivia is in a business where she needs the protection of Julian. Sometimes she can't help the feeling of wanting to be normal though, and living her life as a normal person would, without a bodyguard.

Lance has never come at Julian the way Fitz just did, Lance is scared of Julian. He'll check other fill-in bodyguards like Byron, but never Julian.

"You think he wanna kick my ass?" Fitz laughed. Olivia is happy he could find humor in this because she is shitting her bricks. She can only imagine what Julian is thinking right now.

"Yeah he definitely wants to kick your ass." Olivia laughed as well.

"You're worth it," Fitz shrugged with a smug grin.

They spent the next two hours talking and getting to know one another. Olivia learned that Fitz have three older brothers and a younger sister. He have a bunch of nieces and nephews. He went to Yale for undergrad and Stanford for grad school. He doesn't want to be a principal forever. He plans on becoming a superintendent. He enjoys tropical places. He hates the cold. And he loves anything that will stimulate his mind.

Olivia found this man so interesting, she could listen to him talk all day, especially when he spoke about his students. She wished she had a principal like him when she was at King, those kids are lucky.

Fitz on the other hand, learned a lot about Olivia that him nor the public knows. Olivia contrary to popular belief hates the fact that she is known as a diva. She hates the diets she is forced on and prefer the extra weight she gains when she's not dieting for tours. She hates touring but loves connecting with her fans. She also hate the attention and spotlight of being one of the biggest and greatest entertainers of her generation.

He figured she was an only child. She's super close to her parents and family. She definitely is looking forward to starting a family.

"Your yawning either I am boring you or you're tired." Fitz looked over at her with those hypnotizing eyes of his. He had the kind of eyes that can put you under any spell he desires. Olivia has always been a sucker for pretty eyes.

"I am exhausted, but I am enjoying your company." Fitz presence is intoxicating. She wasn't ready to leave it.

"Olivia we'll see each other tomorrow. We have the next four days together." Fitz winked.

"Do you wanna come back to my hotel suite?" Olivia knew this was mistake inviting this man back to her hotel suite. She's engaged for Christ sake and he's in a relationship, but as wrong as it was, it felt so right.

"Are you sure?" Fitz diffidently asked. He didn't want to leave her side either. Going back to her hotel suite can either go two ways. Either this is about to be the best night of his life, or the worst. No one should recognize them, Fitz doesn't need to be in the blogs or news for being spotted with Olivia. That's the kind of press he doesn't want to bring to King.

"Mhm." Olivia nodded her head.

"Then yes I'll come back to your hotel suite with you." Fitz confirmed.

"Okay."

Olivia texted Julian.

Olivia: Fitz is coming back to my suite with me. I think it's best if we use the back entrance.

Since finding out the hotel Olivia would be staying in while she filmed her holiday special, her fans have been camping out of the hotel everyday hoping to get a glance of her. She didn't mind using the front entrance when she was alone, but being with Fitz, she wouldn't dare use the front entrance. TMZ would ruin her life if they spotted her with Fitz, and she didn't need that especially since she just dropped her album.

Julian: I wanna kick that cocky bastard ass so bad. On the strength of you I am going to chill and hold my composure. We'll tail you guys to the hotel.

Olivia: Thanks Ju, love you.

Julian: Love you too Liv.

When they made it back to the hotel Olivia was staying in, she instructed Fitz to drive to the back. As she suspected, fans were standing out front with signs and pictures of her cheering loudly.

Julian and hotel security rushed Fitz and Olivia inside of the hotel in seconds. They were whisked up to Olivia's hotel suite without being detected.

"Olivia I need to speak with him briefly." Julian said to Olivia.

Olivia looked between the both of them unsure if she should leave them alone. Fitz gave a subtle nod. Olivia walked inside of the suite giving them privacy.

"You know I wanna kick your ass right." Julian said to Fitz as he crossed his arms across his chest.

"I know. I just wanted her to feel normal even if it was only for a few hours." Fitz replied defending what he said to Julian earlier. He would do it all over again.

"Even though I am pissed I respect it." Julian cracked a half-smile extending his hand out to Fitz.

"Does this mean we're buddies now?" Fitz teased shaking Julian's hand.

"Don't push it." Julian teased back.

"I'm just messing withy you." Fitz laughed.

"Don't fuck this up…that girl in there is like a little sister to me…I will kill for her…she's been through a lot…just be good to her." Julian warned.

Fitz nodded his head, "you have my word."

"Cool."

"This is nice I had no ideas the rooms were this nice." Fitz said as he walked inside of Olivia's suite giving it a nod of approval.

"Would you like something to drink?" Olivia asked walking to the small kitchen.

"What do you have? I don't want any soft shit." Fitz cracked a smile at his smartness.

"Soft shit huh, that's cute." Olivia chuckled as she pulled out a bottle of Don Julio Reposado. Olivia isn't a heavy drinker except for her few glasses of wine. When she does drink though, she indulges in nothing but the best.

"What do you know about Don Julio?" Fitz walked over to Olivia and grabbed the bottle from the counter.

"No the question is what do you know about it principal?" Olivia grabbed the bottle back and poured them two shots.

"More than you." Fitz winked and tossed back his shot. The wink almost took her out. The man is fine and he knows it.

"Mmm." Olivia tossed hers back to impressing Fitz.
"My girl." Fitz watched Olivia in amazement. She is completely different than what he thought, than what she portrays in the media, and he loves it.

Olivia cocked her head to the side at hearing him say, 'my girl', she knew it was innocent, but it caught her off guard.

"I didn't mean it literally…I was just…I meant." Fitz stammered.

"I know what you meant." Olivia leaned her head in and pecked his pink lips. They were soft just like she imagined. She wanted to kiss him again, the peck wasn't satisfying for her, but she didn't know how he'd react.

Fitz wanted to grab her face and kiss her more passionately. He's been wanting to feel those plumped lips since he laid eyes on them, he just didn't want to scare her with his forwardness.

10 shots in Olivia and Fitz were dancing all around her suite. Fitz convinced her to sing to him. Even as drunk as she was the woman never missed a cue. She has the voice of an angel.

They retired to Olivia's bed when their heads started spinning out of control. Laying on their backs, they both were trying to regain control of their bodies.

"Can I ask you a question?" Fitz slurred slightly looking over at Olivia.

"Yes." Olivia slightly looked over at him.

"Do you love your fiancé?" Fitz wanted to know. He knows she isn't happy, and if she isn't happy, it has to be the love keeping her with Lance.

"I do. I love him." Olivia truthfully replied.

"Are you happy?"

"No."

"Are you in love with him?"

Olivia had to think about that one. Yes, she loves Lance, is she in love with him, not anymore. Lance has hurt her too many times and disrespected their relationship more times than she count. How can she be in love with that?

"Not anymore." She reminisced on the hurt and it almost brought tears to her eyes.

"Then why are you with him?" Fitz wanted to know.

"I don't know. We look good together. I love him. We have history." Olivia was firing off what she's been conditioning herself to say in regard to her relationship with Lance.

"Sounds like bullshit to me." Fitz spat sitting up. His head was no longer spinning. Hearing Olivia say she is basically with her fiancé because they look good together and have history bothered him.

"Whoa aren't you in a relationship yourself…why are you with her?" Olivia asked matching Fitz's tone. Her head was still spinning kind of, so she remained laying down.

"I'm not with her anymore, she broke up with me." Fitz confessed looking back at Olivia.

"Why?" Olivia curiously asked.

"She told me I am living in a false reality because I like you and I think we're gonna be together." Fitz admitted hoping like hell Michelle is wrong.

"Do you like me?" Olivia insecurely whispered.

"Yes I like you. Am I living in a false reality?" Fitz stared at her waiting for her answer.

Olivia found the strength to sit up so that she was sitting next him. She grabbed his hands and looked him in the eyes.

"No because I like you too."

Olivia allowed her forehead to rest against Fitz's. They both soaked in the closeness of one another. His exhale became her inhale until they were breathing as one. Taking her out of her misery, Fitz closed the short space between them, kissing Olivia fully. Placing a finger under her chin, and his other hand at the nape of her neck, Fitz kissed her like a man on a mission.

Olivia moaned loudly into their kiss, she's never been kissed like this by any man. Fitz was awakening parts of her that haven't been touched since she last slept with Lance. They kissed until they literally need oxygen.

Olivia wanted nothing more than to climb on his lap and fuck his brains out, but instead she laid back down pulling him down with her. Fitz wrapped her up in his arms and they fell asleep together within minutes.

The next morning, Olivia was awakened by her cell phone ringing. Fitz was still knocked out. Grabbing her cell phone from the nightstand, she saw that Julian was calling.

"Good morning Ju." Olivia greeted.

"Lance is here." Julian told Olivia.

Olivia was wide awake now at hearing that Lance was here. He wasn't supposed to be here until the weekend. He is a few days too early. The color in her face drained and her heartbeat increased rapidly. Olivia thought she'd go into shock.

Lance called Olivia while she was on the line with Julian.

"Hold up Ju," Olivia clicked over. "Hey baby." She greeted Lance.

"Baby I'm here open up." Lance said into the phone sending Olivia to an early grave.

Babes...how'd you like it? Fitz obviously is with all the shits lmao! Julian wasn't feeling it at first, but he's coming around. Then Lance shows up out of nowhere...can Olivia get out of this one?