Grace spent the entire night wrapped in Oliver's arms. Her head was on his chest and her leg was flung up over his body. When she woke up, the room was still dark so she knew it was early. She looked up so see Oliver still sleeping. She was happy just to lay there. Surrounded by him. She moved slightly to get closer and she felt him against her leg. He was slightly hard. She could feel herself getting wet just at the thought. She moved herself to straddle him and leaned down to kiss him. She felt him kiss her back and his arms went around her. "Good morning Miss Ferrell." He teased. "Hi." She whispered as she smiled at him. She began to rub herself over him. "Did you wake up this wet?" "Mhmm." Once she could feel he was fully hard, she lifted herself up and started to slide down his length. He thrust his hips up to meet her. "Oliverrrrr!" She half yelled half moaned.

Laura's eyes opened and she rolled her head towards the wall unable to believe what she was hearing. Again.

Oliver pulled Grace down to him and whispered "shhh" against her lips. "Harder" She mumbled against him. He loosened his hold on her and let her go faster thrusting his hips hard against her. "Yes! Harder!" He slowed again, "Grace you need to be quiet." She knew from the times they had been together that Oliver had willpower and self control and to get those to break she needed to shock him. She dropped herself down onto his chest, leaned over to put her lips on his ear, and said, "mmmm please Mr. Warbucks." A groan escaped his lips. "Damn if Grace." She ran her tongue in his ear and said "Will you fuck me Mr. Warbucks? Please." In an instant Oliver had moved her. He had her on her hands and knees as he moved behind her. She could feel him at her entrance. She looked back at him over her shoulder and he nodded his head towards the headboard, "you may want to hold on." Grace saw something in his eyes she had never seen before. She reached up to hold on to her headboard. She felt Oliver's fingers digging into her hips and he entered her slowly from behind. Her mouth dropped open. He slid himself all the way out of her and Grace whimpered. Before she knew it, Oliver was back inside of her pounding fast and hard. Left speechless, Grace dropped her head to her arms basking in the feel of him. "God damn Grace," escaped his lips.

Behind the wall, Laura rolled her eyes at the praise of her sister.

Oliver slid his hands up Grace's sides as he bent forward only slightly regretting their position because he couldn't get close enough to her. "Oliver! I need... Oh god... please I need..."

"What do you need?"

"Ahhh. Oh right there. Oliver please. Oh god. Please I need to see you." Oliver smiled at how they were having the same thought. He slid out of her but not wanting to lose contact with her, he kept his large hands on her as she moved to her back. Her legs were around him and he was back inside her within moments. He looked deep into her eyes, "Oh Grace." "Damn Oliver. Mmmmm I think you get bigger every time we do this." "Is that a good thing?" He teased as he ground deeper into her. "Gahh. Such a good thing. Such a big, hard, good thing."

Their eyes met again and Oliver leaned into her wanting to be as close as possible, "You are so beautiful, Grace. I love you more than anything." "I love you too," she whispered as her tongue found his and she lost control. Her nails sunk into his back and her legs tightened around his waist as she came undone. He followed right behind her.

Oliver pulled out of her moments later and went to roll over. Grace's hold on him only got tighter. "Grace I'll crush you." "Mmm please stay. Just for a few minutes." He shifted his weight slightly and dropped his head to place warm kisses on her neck. Her hand moved from his back up to rub his head affectionately and she sighed happily. "You just keep surprising me Oliver."

"How so?"

"I always knew deep down you had a big heart and behind your temper and gruff personality you were full of kindness. Because of all of that I fell in love you with you, but you're so much more than I ever expected. You're such a sweet man and you say things to me that make me feel more special than I ever had in my life. You're tender. A you're so much more touchy feely and affectionate that I would have ever pegged you for."

"You make it all easy Grace. I love you sweetheart." He heard her sniff and lifted his head to look at her. Those beautiful, bright, blue eyes clouded with tears. He cupped her face in his hands and wiped the tears that rolled to her cheeks.

"What's wrong Grace?"

"It's just... It's overwhelming sometimes."

He continued to stroke her cheeks and spoke softly, "what is?"

"My feelings for you. How I just want to be near you all the time. How much I need you. I didn't know I could love someone so much. Sometimes it scares me."

"Do I scare you? Have I pushed you to fast?"

"No! No not at all Oliver. I've just always been independent. I've always taken care of myself. I've never in my life felt like I could just let go and someone would be there willing to take care of me. But I feel that with you. I feel like I can be totally dependent and that everything will be okay. Better than okay. It's a lot of new feelings all at once is all."

"I will spend the rest of my life making sure you always feel like that."

"I know you will."

Oliver wrapped his arms around Grace and rolled them over so he was on his back. Grace held onto him and buried her face in his neck. He placed his hand in her hair and soon she was asleep. It was about an hour later when Oliver reluctantly started to wake Grace. Moving his hand to rub her scalp, he leaned down and whispered her name. When she began to stir and a slight groan escaped her lips, he said, "I'm sorry to wake you, but I need to go back to my room before anyone else wakes up and I didn't want to just leave you." He felt the leg Grace had laying across his thighs tighten and her arms went around his neck. She moved her head only slightly to press kisses to the underside of his jaw. "I don't want you to go," she whispered against him. He pulled her closer to him, if that was even possible, "I don't want to go either, but we should at least pretend like we're behaving," he said with a slight smirk in his voice. Grace turned her head up towards him, this bright blue eyes he had quickly grown addicted too looked at him with him with mixed emotions. She smiled sadly and nodded, "I know you're right, I just don't like it." Many kisses and I love yous later, Oliver left. He made his way back to his own room to get ready for the day, Grace never leaving his mind.

Sometime later, Oliver was at his desk reading over the latest documents Roosevelt sent over to him. He was pulled out of his focus when there was a knock on his office door. Knowing that Annie would burst through the door and Grace had retired her practice of knocking, he rubbed his hand over his face, not particularly interested in dealing with anyone that would be on the other side. With a sigh, he stood and went to open the door to find himself face to face with Laura. "May I come in? There's something we should talk about." He eyed her suspiciously before stepping aside and letting her in. "What is this about Laura?"

"I heard you."

"I'm sorry?" Oliver was confused.

"I heard you and Grace. Last night. And this morning."

"Perhaps this is a conversation you should have with Grace."

"I'm beginning to see the appeal." She stepped closer to Oliver.

"Excuse me?" He stepped back.

"Don't act so innocent Oliver."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"You expect me to believe that Grace is the only woman you're involved with."

"What?! Who do you think you are coming in here and..."

"Come on Oliver. You aren't fooling me. You really think I don't know what goes on with people of your status" She ran her hand up and down his arm and leaned into him.

Oliver grabbed her wrist and spoke through gritted teeth, "You think I don't know what goes on with people of society and wealth. You think I don't know that simply based on my wealth I could have any amount of women and very easily hide it. Now I want you to listen very carefully. Not only have I not been with another woman since becoming romantically involved with Grace, but I have not been with another woman since meeting Grace. I am madly in love with your sister. She is my whole life and I would never ever do anything to jeopardize that. Now if you don't mind, I have work to do here."

"Oliver..."

"Please leave."

Laura left the office and Oliver stood trying to take in what just happened. A few moments later, he heard the door and turned to see Grace and smiled softly. "Hi sweetheart," he said. She looked at him briefly before she moved from where she stood and launched herself at him.

He caught her and immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. "Grace?"

Her arms tightened around his neck and she tried to fight back tears.

Suddenly realizing why she was possibly so upset, Oliver held her closer. "Grace. Sweetheart, how much of that did you hear?"

"All of it."

"Grace I would never..."

She shook her head, "I know, you were right though."

"Right about what?"

"You could have any woman you want."

"Grace..."

"But you picked me."

"Of course I did. I love you."

"I love you too," she paused, "she's my sister. She's my sister."

"I know love. What can I do?"

"You're already doing it."

They stood together for a few minutes while Oliver rubbed her back.

"I need to go talk to her."

"Grace do you really think that's a good idea?"

"Yes. She's done enough damage to my family."

Oliver knew that tone and he knew better to mess with Grace when he heard it. He put his hands up to surrender and said, "Alright. I'm just going to finish up this paperwork." And with that, he kissed her and watched her walk away with her head held high. Oliver smiled to himself and thought "my god I love that woman."

Without knocking, Grace walked into the room her sister was staying in. Laura and their mother were seated on the couch. "Mom, would you excuse us please?"

"Grace is there..."

"Mom. Please." Helen looked from one daughter to the other before she stood and left the room.

"Alright Laura. Do you want to tell me what's going on here?!"

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't. You know exactly what I'm talking about. I want you to tell me right now why you have spent all of your time here trying to convince everyone that Oliver is a horrible man who's just using me and that our relationship is a joke and then all of a sudden you're throwing yourself at him."

"I wanted you to see that you shouldn't trust him."

"So you've known him for all of a few days and you are so certain that he can't be trusted that you try to get him to sleep with you!?"

"Grace..."

"That sure backfired didn't it?"

"What did he tell you?"

"Nothing. He didn't have to. I heard the whole thing. You must work on your timing Laura. You keep getting eavesdropped on."

"Oh come on Grace. He's the most eligible bachelor in the country. You really believe that he's been faithful?"

"I'm not having this conversation with you again! Why are you doing this? And don't say it's because you care about me because the second you tried to sleep with my fiancé that went out the window."

"Love, marriage, being a mom. I'm the older sister. I should be doing all of that first."

"You're jealous? That's what this is all about?"

"You weren't even looking for any of that!! All you've ever cared about is your work!"

"Just because I don't go out on dates every weekend doesn't mean I'm not interested. You think I didn't want this? You don't have any idea what you are talking about. I've prayed endlessly to fall in love. The second I met Annie I knew I was ready to be a mom. I would do anything for her and Oliver. Don't tell me what I care about!"

"Grace..."

"No. We're done here. You've hurt my family and lost my trust."

"Grace, I am your family."

"Family doesn't treat each other the way have! I want you out of this house!" Grace was done. She turned and walked out the door before Laura could respond.

Upon entering the hallway, Grace saw Oliver standing there, watching the door, waiting for her to come out. She leaned against the wall to compose herself. Oliver walked towards her and rather than speaking, he pressed his lips to hers in a deep kiss. Moments later he mumbled against her lips, "are you alright?"

She pulled back to look him in the eyes, "I don't know." Tears began to fall. Oliver took her face in his hands and kissed her again. "I love you Oliver."

"I love you too. Let's go find Annie." Grace nodded and they walked hand in hand toward the stairs.

Oliver stopped, "Grace?"

"Hmm?"

"You told her to get out of the house?"

"Yeah I did, didn't I?"

Oliver smirked at her and put his arm over her shoulder, "that's my girl."

Grace smacked his chest playfully and his arm moved down to her waist picking her up and swinging her around. She gasped and he hooked his other arm under her legs and kissed her.