Alone Is A Lonely Place
Jake was so focused on his upcoming trip that he almost didn't hear his cell phone buzzing. It was not on his desk and he soon realized that it was in his briefcase so he fished it out as fast as he could.
"Hi Liv."
"Jake, how are you?"
"I am very good. What is it Liv?"
"Take me to the Correspondence Dinner on Saturday?"
"Bad timing, Liv. I have work"
"Are you sure you're not just trying to avoid me, Jake?"
"I am really sorry I can't accompany you, Liv. Hope you have a great time though."
"Bye, Jake."
Olivia was disappointed that Jake wouldn't take her to the dinner. She missed him a lot more than she thought she would. She missed the friendly banter; the easy laughter; the safe space and the intimacy they once shared. As far as Olivia could tell, Jake had moved on.
Things weren't going well on the Fitz front either. Their communication was limited to a few phone calls because he was very busy using back channels to free hostages in West Somalia and South Armenistan. He was also taking care of the First lady who had suffered a miscarriage and was in a deep depression.
"I am beginning to feel very lonely" Olivia though to herself. "But you chose you, remember?" said the tiny voice in her head as she kicked off her shoes and laid across her bed. She finally closed her eyes and drifted off.
"I love you, Olivia" Jake said as he held her from behind. His warm tongue kissing the side of her neck was intoxicating and it made her want him more.
"Jake…" she whispered as he turned her around and slid his tongue inside her mouth and kissed her deeply. Olivia pulled him closed and ran her hands through his hair and then down his back.
"Mmmm" Jake moaned as he began kissing her breasts while his hand trailed past her stomach, settled on her spot and began rubbing it in a circular motion. As Olivia let out a moan Jake gently put two fingers inside her without breaking their kiss. "Ohhh, Jake. Please…"
Olivia was jolted out of her reverie by a loud knock on her door. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked around but there was no Jake. She soon realized she was dreaming. She heard the knock again, got up and smoothed out her clothes and hair before looking through the peephole and opening the door.