After everyone left Olivia's apartment it was just her and Harrison left. She and Harrison had a seat in the living room. They spent about 30 minutes talking. He complimented her on how great the house looks.
He said, "Fitz really did a nice job."
That brought a warm smile to Olivia's face.
She replied, "He really did. He and Abby worked so hard to get this place in order for me before I moved in. I really appreciate what they did."
Harrison hmmm in response. He wanted to ask more, but he knew better than to push his sister. There is something going on there between her and Fitz. That would have to wait for another day. It was late and they had a long exhausting day. Right now, all he can think about was getting some much-needed sleep. Looking at his sister, he could see she was exhausted also. She had just yawned for the second time in a matter of minutes.
"Liv, I think I'm going to take a shower and turn in. By the looks of it you are about ready to do the same." He said before getting up off the couch. They shared a warm hug and good night's wishes before he headed to the kitchen.
"Hey Harrison" Liv called out.
"Yes Liv"
"Thanks for everything. I really appreciate you spending your vacation time to make this drive with me. I couldn't have done it without you." She said while smiling at him lovingly.
"Anything for my favorite big Sis. If you tell Samantha I said that I'll deny." He chuckled and headed in search for the box marked linens.
Olivia was still curled up on the couch when she heard the shower start. Harrison must have found the box with linens in it. She looked out her bay window and could see the moon through her blinds. Reaching for her mug of cocoa, she sent a thank you text to Fitz. He responded right away.
F: I thought you would be sleep by now.
O: I will be there soon. I am just in amazement of my new home.
F: So I am assuming you like everything then.
O: You know what they say about assuming.
F: Are you calling me an ass?
O: LOL, of course not. I do like everything that I have seen so far. You and Abby really outdid yourselves.
F: You are welcome.
O: Plus, I came back to a bed made up. Now if that is not service I do not know what is.
Fitz decided it was time to FaceTime and so he made the call.
Olivia answered the call on the first ring.
Fitz smiling face appeared on the screen. Then in a husky voice, he said…"I aim to please."
Olivia blushed which Fitz thought was the cutest thing.
"Well your bed making skills pleased me greatly. I'll have to find out what other skills you have." Liv looked directly into Fitz eyes.
"Well I can assure you that my talents are many in and out of the bedroom. For starters though I definitely know how to mess up a bed as well." Fitz smirked as Olivia bit her bottom lip. Two can play this game.
After a hard swallow, Olivia asked if he still planned on stopping by tomorrow. If so what time did he think, he would come over.
They arranged for 10am. Good nights were exchanged and both went to bed with thoughts of each other on their mind.
Fitz woke up the next morning 7 and decided he would go to the neighborhood gym where he had a membership. He had some pent up energy that he would take out on the treadmill and punching bag. When he walked in, he saw his boxing trainer that he usually spars with. They arranged to get a session in once he finished on the treadmill.
An hour later and Fitz was walking out of the gym. His body had been through a good workout. He stepped out of the gym, the morning air hit his body, and it felt good. Fitz started to make the short walk back towards home. He did a little window-shopping on his way. As he passed the neighborhood, back low and behold standing at the counter ordering a box of pastries was none other than Olivia Pope. As she reached for the box from the bakery worker, she heard a baritone voice asking if she needed help carrying all that. She had four boxes. He wondered what this little woman was doing with all these treats.
Looking over her shoulder there stood a curly wet haired Fitzgerald Grant. His shirt was clinging to his chest in the most delicious way. After eyeing his body up and down her decided, he could help her. So much for surprising him with treats when he came over to her house. She asked the bakery worker for two bags. She placed two small boxes in one bag and handed it to Fitz and then a small and medium sized box into the other bag that she would carry.
As they walked back towards their respective homes, he teased her. Who knew Livvie had a sweet tooth. They shared easy conversation and before they knew, they were on their block. Before they parted ways, Olivia gave him instructions. The two pastry boxes he carried were for his parents and Abby & Stephen. She asked could she trust him to deliver them. He assured her she could. She told him if he could hold out until 10am she would have pastries and coffee waiting for him. His last response before heading to his parents' home was "I can't wait to sample your tasty treats."
Olivia swatted his arm and Fitz let out a hearty chuckle.
"I'll see you at 10am. Don't be late" Olivia sassed.
Fitz headed up to his parents' home with a smile on his face. He rang the door and after a minute, his father answered. Fitz reached out, handed his dad the box, and said courtesy of your new neighbor Olivia Pope. His mom showed up standing next to his father and asked what he was doing out so early on a Saturday.
Robert Grant said he is delivering pastries courtesy of Olivia.
"Really now?" Barbara Grant gave her son a knowing look.
Fitz cleared up that he ran into Olivia on his way back from the gym. Making a hasty retreat, he said he had another delivery to make to Abby and Stephen. He held up the bag indicating there was another package in it.
Dropping the pastries off at Abby's he and small talk letting Abby know their brother and family would be arriving later that evening. Fitz headed back to his apartment and hopped in the shower. Once out of the shower he put on a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and tennis shoes. Stepping back into the bathroom, he made sure his hair was combed. As usual, the one unruly curl was present. He gave himself the once over and was pleased with his appearance. Checking his watch, he saw he had about 10 minutes. He headed for the door grabbing his coat and walked to Olivia's. When he knocked on her door, he heard bare feet pad across the hardwood floors. He saw her peak through the side window at the front door and gave her a little wave. A few seconds later, the door opened slowly and she peeked from behind it waving a hand to tell him to step inside. As she closed the door, she checked him out.
Would you like me to take your coat she asked to which he gladly accepted. Fitz slipped off his shoes. He was not sure what her rules were about shoes in the house, but he thought since she was barefoot he should probably remove his shoes as well. The nice thing was he had installed heated floors in so he should be comfortable.
Olivia watched him remove his shoes and admired how his back muscles flexed with each movement. Next, she notice how big his feet were and bit her lip while she waited patiently. That was a nervous habit she had and Fitz found it sexy. When he stood up, he was greeted with the sight of Olivia biting her lip. He slipped his hands in his pockets and raised an eyebrow. They had a small stare down. Finally, Olivia asked if he was hungry. She hoped he had not eaten after his workout.
"I could definitely eat something." Fitz replied.
Olivia led the way to the kitchen.
Fitz noticed she had unpacked her Keurig coffee maker and it looks like dishes had been unpacked. She was making good progress. Fitz sat at the island watching her move effortlessly around the kitchen. He eyed the pastry box sitting on the counter near the Keurig. He could smell the delicious treats throughout the kitchen area. He wondered what she had picked out. He had been going to that bakery since he was a small boy. He had favorites, but one in particular was a special treat for him.
Olivia reached up to get mugs out of the cabinet and her shirt lifted exposing her mocha skin. Fitz could not tear his eyes away. Once the mugs were placed on the counter Olivia turned to Fitz.
"I hope French roast is okay with you." She asked.
"That is perfect." Fitz confirmed.
"Do you want cream and sugar for your coffee?" Olivia inquired.
"No, I like my coffee black and strong." He replied looking directly in her eyes.
Olivia's heart skipped a beat. She felt like he was and was not answering just about the coffee. She turned on her heels and watched the brewer begin to fill the carafe.
"Do you need help with anything? Can I grab the plates for you?" Fitz asked.
"No, just sit there and look pretty." Olivia said before she realized.
Fitz cheeks reddened as he blushed at her comment.
"So the lady thinks I'm pretty. I guess I'll take it." He chuckled.
Turning to look over her shoulder, she stuck her tongue out.
Laughter filled the area.
Once the coffee finished brewing, she brought the mugs over and then poured each of them a mug from the carafe. She added a little cream and sugar to hers. Olivia loved sweet coffee. She only used a little sweetener because they were having the pastries. Grabbing the box off the counter she placed it on the kitchen island between where she and Fitz would be sitting. Making her way around the island she slid into the bar stool next to Fitz. I hope you like the selection I got. Lifting the lid, she turned the box towards him so he could see the options. She noticed the smile creep along his lips and if possible, the blue in his eyes shone brighter. His eyes zeroed in the one pastry she had selected for him specifically. She had hoped they were still his favorite and by that look, they were.
Fitz clasped his hands together and rubbed them before picking up a napkin and reaching for a chocolate croissant lightly dusted with powder sugar. He wondered how she knew. Did Abby tell her? His questions would soon be answered.
"I see those are still your favorite?" Liv questioned.
Fitz looked on with confusion etched on his face.
"Oh come on Fitz. You would eat those every time either my mom or your mom would take us there for a treat. Abby and I would get cupcakes, but not you. You wanted a chocolate croissant. I must admit they are pretty good though." Olivia explained.
"I can't believe you remember that. It's been years and yes they are definitely my favorite treat from Arsicault Bakery."
Olivia just gave him a warm smile. She remembered many things about him. He was her crush for a long time, but she did not want him to view her feelings now as a young girl with a crush. She was a grown woman interested in a grown man. She was going to make herself feelings for him clear. She was sure he had feelings as well. Seattle was the start of something. Now it was up to both of them to see where they wanted it to lead. Reaching into the pastry box Olivia pulled out a morning bun. Fitz was such a gentlemen. He had waited patiently for her to get her treat before he took a bite of his.
Lifting the croissant to his mouth Fitz took a bite. His eyes closed as he let out a little moan. Olivia watched on with amusement.
"Do I need to give you a minute?" Olivia asked.
"What?" Fitz replied.
"Well, it looks like you and the croissant might need a minute alone" Olivia laughed
Fitz rolled his eyes. Then took a sip of his coffee.
After finishing her morning bun, Oliva decided to try a piece of a chocolate croissant. As she reached for it, Fitz swatted her hand away.
"Uh Uh Uh, nope… you can't just grab one of those. I thought you got those for me." Fitz reminded.
Once the shock of what had happened wore off, she said I got more than enough for both of us to have some. Reaching again, she got the same result. He really was not going to share his croissants. Or so she thought.
Fitz reached into the box and picked up the croissant. He looked at Olivia. Breaking it into half, he brought half his hand was holding to her mouth. She looked at the croissant, then back up at Fitz. Then back at the croissant. In the meantime his heart was pounding. This was risky. Then she slowly opened her mouth. He slid the croissant forward and her plump lips closed around the warm powder covered treat. When she pulled back, her eyes had closed and the buttery flavor of the treat filled with chocolate and sent her taste buds into over load. She also moaned. Realizing she had her eyes snapped open. Fitz had an I told you so look on his face. Swallowing he offered her another bite which she accepted. This time when she closed her lips around it the brushed against his fingertips and he did not pull away. While Olivia finished chewing Fitz took another bite of the other half of the croissant and somehow managed to get powder sugar all over his mouth. Olivia reached up with her napkin to wipe the powder sugar off the side of his mouth. As she did, he grabbed her wrist and kiss the palm of her hand, then her wrist. Guiding her out of her bar stool, he pulled her to stand between his legs. He leaned forward and placed the gentlest of kisses to her lips. That kiss quickly turned heated and they made out with his hands caressing her back, hips and slowly down her butt while she held on to his waist. Once they pulled back from the kiss, their foreheads rested against each other's.
Fitz asked, "Livvie, what are we doing? I know what I feel and what I want us to be doing. We should really talk."
Grabbing his hands in hers, she said, "I agree, we need to talk." Pulling him to a standing position, she walked him over to the couch so they could talk and hopefully make out some more she though.