Olivia wakes early the next morning, she silently slips out of bed and throwing on some shorts ans a T-shirt. She grabs purse and leaves the apartment without waking Fitz. She goes to the local grocery store to buy supplies to cook Fitz's favorite breakfast and pack lunches for their day. She swiftly makes her way through the store loading up on all Fitz's favorite snacks and drinks. Olivia is in and out in less than ten minutes. She really doesn't want him to wake up before she gets back.
Putting her key into the apartment door, she turns the knob gently hoping to prevent making too much noise. She safely makes it to the kitchen and unpacks her shopping backs. Once everything is in its place, she begins to prepare Fitz cinnamon french toast. This man could eat french toast for every meal, every day for the rest of his life. She made the mistake of cooking it for him one time in high school and he has begged for it on a regular basis ever since.
She mixes the eggs and milk with a small amount of cinnamon and sugar. As the griddle warms, she dips the bread into the mix. Her special trick was adding a light coating of cinnamon and sugar to the soaked bread before placing it on the griddle. Fitz isn't a little guy and doesn't know how to portion control when it comes to her french toast, so she indulges him making six pieces. She arranges each piece with purpose on the plate before adding a dusting of powdered sugar and finally syrup. She uses a tray to carry the french toast along with a glass of orange juice to their room. His first surprise of the day, breakfast in bed.
As she walks into their room, she can't help but notice how cute he was all spread out on the bed, lightly snoring. She sets the tray down on the dresser before turning and waking Fitz sleeping beauty style with a kiss on the lips. His eyes flutter open to the most beautiful sight. His Livvie is standing over him, smiling. Her hair in a messy bun, no make up with a pair of shorts and one of his shirts. She is gorgeous without even trying. He smiles and pulls her down into his arms, kissing her sweetly. She giggles before pushing back off of him.
"None of that mister" she teases.
She walks to the dresser to retrieve his breakfast. As soon as he see what she is carrying, his eyes widen and shine like a little boy on Christmas morning. He quickly sits up and she places the tray over his lap.
"What did I do to earn this?" He asks.
"You've been amazing to me when I haven't been the same to you, so this is me stepping up my girlfriend game. Dig in" she kisses his forehead.
With cheeks full of food, he smiles and mumbles "Thank you Livvie".
She just laughs in response before leaving the their room, back to the kitchen. She begins to make sandwiches, Fitz, of course would want turkey but she hated turkey so she would have ham. Sometimes he was such a child but she found it assuming, his sandwiches could have meat, cheese and mayo only. While she made hers with lettuce, tomatoes, avocado and pickles. When Fitz doesn't want veggies he justifies it by saying "my food eats veggies". A real man's man, she laughs at the thought. Once the sandwiches are done, she fills a few sandwich bags with fruit and chips. She loads them into a small cooler along with gatorades and a few sodas.
As she closes up the cooler, she feels two arms snake around her waist from behind. Fitz rests his head on her shoulder, "thank you Livvie, that was so good! But shouldn't you be at work?"
She turns in his arms, wrapping her own arms around his neck, placing a peck on his lips. "I got someone to cover my shift, you mister are in for a day of Fitz and Livvie."
He dips his head, claiming her lips with his own. He picks her up, placing her on the kitchen counter as they make out. His hands run up her thighs and she plays with his hair. He grunts into her lips as he slowly grinds into her center. They were getting carried away, so she lightly pushes him back. "Okay mister, that's enough. You need to go change. Wear your swim trunks." She winks.
She jumps from the counter and returns to their room. Olivia begins to pack a bag with fresh clothes for both of them, as well as sunscreen and towels. She then changes into her own swimsuit, a tiny black two piece that leaves nothing to the imagination. Fitz is drooling over the sight before him, he starts to make his way to her. She slowly backs away, "oh no mister, I know that look" she laughs as she turns to run. Fitz lunges at her, scooping her into his arms. She squeals as he throws her to the bed before crawling over her.
"Livvie, you should know better than to look like that if you don't want me to take you." He leans in kissing her. Her will to fight disappears and she gives in to his kiss. Within seconds their swimsuits are gone and he is inside her. They throw themselves into their lovemaking, taking what they want from one another. It's fast and sloppy. Neither care because it all feels right, so they indulge themselves in a little early morning love making. Fitz thinks this could possibly be the best morning of his life.
After a quickie, Olivia hides in the bathroom to get ready, locking the door so Fitz can't interrupt her. He is insatiable, but if she was being honest, so is she. She has gone from virgin to borderline nympho thanks to Fitzgerald Grant. She quickly puts on a different swimsuit, this one light blue and covered a little more than the other. She pulls on her cut off shorts and a tank. She walks to the closet to find sandals and a pair of sunglasses. Fitz is sitting on the bed watching tv in navy swim trunks, a grey tank, flip flops and aviators perched on his head.
"Okay, lets hit the road." Olivia states, grabbing the packed bag and leaves the room. "Hey baby, can you grab the cooler please?"
Fitz brings the cooler with them as they head to the car. He is surprised to see she is waking to her own car. Normally they take his truck when they go out. She notices he has stopped, looking a little confused. She instantly knows he is used to driving his own vehicle but today they would be riding in her mustang. "Today I am treating you, which means I drive and you ride". She pops the trunk loading the bag, motioning for him to load the cooler.
He climbs in the passenger seat, "this is weird. I never ride with you. Even in your car I drive."
"You can drive home, I just want to surprise you today." She kisses his cheek ,starting the car. Olivia pulls up her newly created playlist, full of Stevie Wonder, Otis Redding, Creedence Clearwater Revival, The Jackson 5 and more. "Oh by the way, you should get comfortable. This is about to be a two hour and a half hour drive." She opens turns up the volume and opens the sunroof. With one last kiss she pulls out of the parking spot and onto the road. Let the mini road trip begin.
AN: So this one is short and sweet, but Olivia is finally taking care of her man. My husband and I are taking our daughter on a special trip of our own this weekend. You may not hear from me until next week, unless I am able to do some writing on the road. You guys are amazing, the messages from you continue to make my day and motivate me as well. You are honestly the best, thank you!
PS 30 chapters.. what!?