"So are you knocked up yet?" Harrison had been her friend since their first day in Pre Law. He had always been there, a shoulder to lean on and a friend to tell secrets to. When she'd met Fitz, he was protective and watched Fitz closely, knowing his reputation, but was also open. He had been there to help her cope with his absence while he was in the NAVY and she was the first person to know that she and Fitz were engaged. So naturally, Harrison was the first to know about them trying to get pregnant.
"Why do I tell you things?" Olivia chuckled as she playfully slapped his arm. It was their weekly Sunday brunch date but Abby had to cancel last minute needing to go on an emergency business trip and Fitz was meeting with possible clients at the country club, so it was just them this time.
"You tell me everything because you love me. Now what's the hold up? I figured with how much you and Fitz go at it you would have told me you were pregnant months ago." Harrison said and Olivia let out a heavy sigh, her eyes watering as she looked away from him.
"Hey, Liv I'm just kidding." Harrison said quickly. Feeling horrible for saying what he said. He knew getting pregnant wasn't something that was easy for everyone but it was Liv and Fitz. Whenever they decided to do something, they did it with flying colors. He reached over the table and grabbed her hand, rubbing soothing circles into her palm. She finally brought her gaze back to his and gave a small smile.
"I know you were kidding. I'm not mad it's just- What's taking so long? Fitz and I have both been to the fertility specialist multiple times to make sure that the possibility of having kids was realistic. We're both perfectly healthy, egg and sperm count were well within range. We're perfect candidates for a natural pregnancy and yet we're not pregnant." She said sadly and Harrison's heart broke for his best friend. The sad look that clouded her eyes was something he'd never wish on her. She was like family and she wasn't a sad person. Not since she met Fitz that is. Ever since they got together Liv was always smiling and laughing. Even if she was having a crappy day al it would take was a call from Fitz and she'd be back to smiling. Even if they were fighting, which was rare, she needed him to make her feel better again. It was heartbreaking to know that this might possibly be the one thing that Fitz could not make better, at least until they finally got pregnant.
"Listen, I know I'm no expert on how to make babies but this can't be healthy…" Olivia shot him a confused look and he quickly gestured to her with his hand. "You, being stressed and worried about getting pregnant isn't going to help you get pregnant. Liv, I know you want this and I know you want it to happen quickly but you gotta let nature take its course! I know Fitz isn't stressing out…" Harrison said with a chuckle. Olivia couldn't help but join him because he was right. Fitz didn't care if it took them two years to have a baby, he just wanted one and knew that when it happened, it would happen. With every negative pregnancy test he was there telling her how everything was fine and that they'd be pregnant when everything was perfect, when life decided they were ready and then he'd make love to her, over and over again.
"Yeah, he's amazing. He doesn't worry as much as I do, but that's my job." She said with a smile. She sighed, releasing all of the stress she was holding in and finally smiled fully for the first time that morning. "Thank you for being my best friend."
"There's my beautiful wife." Fitz said as he walked into the apartment and saw Olivia on the couch.
"Hi baby!" She said in a perky voice. She placed her bookmark in her book and sat it on the coffee table before standing. Fitz made his way over to her, she could watch him walk all day. The confident energy he gave off was something that had always turned her on and that definitely included this moment.
"How was your meeting?" She said as she drank in his attire. He wore a dark grey polo shirt that hugged his biceps perfectly, and did almost nothing to hide the six pack that laid underneath it. His slacks were a lighter grey and she loved the way they hung on him, showing off his toned butt but not revealing too much and he smelled like pure man, her man.
"It was good." He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. "We're meeting again sometime next week to work out the finer details but your husband just bagged a Multi-billion dollar account." His cocky smile and tight grip on her body made it impossible for her to register what he said but once her brain caught up the look of shock on her face caused him to chuckle.
"Wait? Multi-Billion dollar client? Baby!" Olivia jumped into his arms and kissed him deeply but quickly. "This is amazing, Fitz!" Her fingers combed through his curls and he closed his eyes at the feeling. He was so nervous about the account and he was excited when they hired him and his firm but when his wife, his best friend in the world, was proud of him? That was the best feeling in the world.
"I love you, Livvie." He whispered before pressing his lips into hers again. "We should celebrate." He mumbled against her lips causing her to smile.
"What did you have in mind?" She whispered as she pressed herself closer into his embrace. Fitz growled in response as he placed his hands firmly on her ass and pulled her into his hardening member. He was damn turned on and Olivia's outfit of skimpy jean shorts that he deemed her "Fuck Me's" and the thin white tee she wore were definitely fueling his hunger.
"You know what I want, Mrs. Grant." Fitz said in a husky voice and Liv couldn't help but laugh.
"Well I'm not ovulating so your chances of getting me knocked up aren't as great." Fitz raised an eyebrow at her, wondering why that would be the only reason he would want to have sex with his wife.
"Well then I won't get you pregnant." He said as he attempted to kiss her again but she dodged his advances.
"What's the point then?" Liv tried to move from his embrace but Fitz held her tighter, refusing to let her just leave after saying something like that.
"Liv, I don't care about you ovulating or not. I want to have hot, fun, sweaty sex with my wife because I love you! I love the way you feel and I love the way you sound when I'm deep inside you. I always want to have sex with you for that reason and if we get pregnant then it's a bonus, a huge bonus." He watched as Olivia's mood shifted and a sad look etched onto her face. "Baby, what's wrong?" Fitz said as he gently moved them to the couch, sitting down with her still in his arms.
"I don't know…" She trailed off, a lone tear escaping her big brown eyes. Fitz quickly brushed the tear away and let her know that it was okay. That he needed her to tell him what was wrong and what he could do to help.
"I just feel like such a failure. We've been trying for months to get pregnant and nothing." She said in a broken voice. "And I know, it'll happen when it happens but Fitz what if it doesn't happen? What if we don't get baby Grant?" She said sadly and Fitz's heart broke for his wife. She was a perfectionist, everything had to happen and be perfect and there were always contingency plans but what happened if Mother Nature, something she couldn't control, decided that it wasn't meant to be?
"Olivia Grant, you are stressing yourself out. I know, we both want this baby so very much but I don't want this to interfere with us. Having a baby does not define who we are as a couple and that is why we waited this long. We wanted to make sure we had a strong foundation before we brought a child into this world and maybe, just maybe the time isn't right. Maybe we're both working too hard and have too much on our plate for a baby. Maybe not. Maybe our baby is on backorder and he or she won't be ready to make an appearance for another 8-12 weeks." Liv giggled at that. He always knew how to make her feel better, to help her realize that she was freaking out and that things would be okay. He was her rock and her center. He helped save her from herself. "Livvie, we've been trying to get pregnant for four months. I know couples who have tried for years! We are going to be fine but I will say this…" He trailed off making sure she was paying attention to what he was saying. When she nodded her head slightly he gave her a sweet smile and kissed her softly. "We were going to stop with the fertility clinic and ovulation tests and pregnancy testing and we're going to do this the fun way. We're going to have sex all the time and not only when you're ovulating and wake up one morning to you puking in a toilet saying you have the stomach flu when in fact you're eight weeks pregnant and it'll be perfect and scary and amazing." Olivia smiled widely at her husband and let out a huge sigh.
"No ovulation tests and constant pregnancy testing?" She said softly.
"Nope. None of it." He said with a cheesy grin and that was it. That was the moment she knew that no matter what, it would be okay.
"Okay." She said confidently. She quickly kissed him on the cheek before getting up from his lap.
"Whoa! Where are you going? I thought we were having sex?" Fitz said as he watched her run to their bedroom. She didn't answer him and he was about to find out what she was up to when she returned carrying a trash bag. "What's all that?" He said with a chuckle.
"It's all the fertility pamphlets and ovulation tests and pregnancy tests and random herbs and crap that we were doing. I'm throwing it all in the trash. We're starting fresh on the baby front." She said confidently as she placed the bag by the front door to be taken out later.
"Starting fresh on the baby front!" Fitz said confidently. Olivia smiled at him, the kind of smile that made his heart melt and could light up an entire room. She loved her man with all of her being and he made her feel alive. He made her feel so happy in times when she thought she would rather curl up in a ball and cry for days. He was her rock and had been from the moment they'd met all those years ago.
"Wanna have hot, fun, sweaty sex with me?" She said as she unbuttoned her shorts, her eyes never leaving his.
"God yes!" Fitz practically yelled as he quickly rose from the couch and scooped his wife into his arms. Olivia laughed loudly as her back made contact with the wall but was quickly silenced by Fitz's lips. She opened to him willingly as her hands raked through his curls, scratching his scalp lightly.
"I love you. I love the way you smell…" Fitz trailed off as he worked his way from Liv's mouth and down her neck, nuzzling and biting the tender flesh there. "I love how smooth your skin is…" Olivia moaned as she felt his tongue run down her neck and his firm hands grip her bottom. Olivia instinctively ground herself into him, effectively rubbing her center over his growing bulge.
"Baby…" She breathed. To say her husband was skilled with his mouth was an understatement. His hot mouth left a blazing trail, a trail that could be felt through the fabric of her shirt as he made his way down her body.
"These shorts are so fucking tight." Fitz said as he struggled to pull them down his wife's body. Olivia giggled as she watched him attempt to remove them with one hand, refusing to put her down to accomplish his goal.
"Fitz!" She laughed as she heard him growl a string of profanities. "Baby, put me down and…"
"This would be so much easier if you'd just wear skirts all the time." He said with a chuckle and Olivia swatted his chest.
"I already told you that is not happening." She felt her feet hit the plush carpet and smiled as she felt his hands grip the hem of her shirt. She lifted her arms as he tugged the shirt off of her body. She barely had time to register that he'd fallen to his knees, pulling her and her shorts down with him.
"You're so beautiful." He stated as his hands and eyes roamed over her body. Taking in the skimpy bra and lace thong he smiled as he ran his fingers over her abdomen and her body responded and a low moan escaped her. He knew he could stare at her all day but he was craving her, the taste of her sweet nectar on his tongue was something he couldn't describe and would never get enough of.
"God you're so wet, Baby." He said as he ran his fingers over her lace covered sex. The fabric barely containing her juices as he rubbed her clit firmly with his thumb. She was writhing, her body searching desperately for release and Fitz was determined to give her, later.
"Fitz." Liv whimpered as his lips roamed the apex of her thighs. Her breath hitched when she felt him rip the barely there fabric from her body and his mouth make contact with her heated center.
"Mmmmm so sweet." He mumbled as he assaulted her. His tongue flicking her clit mercilessly before sucking it into his mouth. His mouth watered at the taste of her and with each taste he became more and more insatiable. His tongue plunged into her depths and the sharp moan that escaped her lips caused his cock to jump. He could feel her, her hands clawing at his shirt as her body contracted up in pleasure.
"Do you need something Mrs. Grant?" His voice husky as he momentarily looked up at her. His messy hair and dilated pupils a sight she'd never tire of. She raked her fingers through his curls before pulling him up, taking his lips hungrily.
"I need you naked. And inside of me." She panted as she tugged at his shirt. He chuckled against her lips but obliged, taking his shirt off as her hands worked at getting his pants off of his body. Once he sprung free from his confines Olivia wasted no time taking his length in her hand, stroking him firmly.
"Livvie." He grunted as he watched her. The sight of her delicate hand working him closer and closer to the edge brought a wave of pleasure over him. He quickly grabbed her wrist and she released him. He pulled her hips up and aligned himself at her entrance, penetrating her slowly.
His strokes were measured and deliberate. He took his time, filling her up completely and relishing in the feeling of her inner walls clenching him, pulling him deeper. Fitz growled when Olivia's hands moved to his ass, gripping his cheeks in an attempt to spur him on.
"Harder baby-I need you to… please…" She begged but the wicked grin on his lips told her that he was going to do things his way. What he didn't expect was for his wife to use her inner thigh strength and sheer will to flip them over and pin him to the floor. The shocked expression on his face caused her to giggle.
"My turn." She said in a raspy voice as she moved his hands to her hips. Her knees on either side of him giving her leverage as she slowly moved up and down his shaft. He watched in awe as she lifted herself up, his tip barely still inside of her, before she slowly sheathed him again. She bit her bottom lip when she felt his strong hands grip her hips firmly. She knew her husband well enough to know how to get what she wanted and she knew the look in his eyes. She unhooked her bra and removed it from her body before placing her hands firmly on his chest. She whimpered when he almost completely pulled out of her.
"Harder." She said firmly. The feeling of him surging into her tight heat caused her to yelp, the pleasurable pain coursing through her as he pounded into her. At first his grip allowed her no movement but he was no fool, he knew his wife could give just as much as she could take. He moved a hand to her breasts, alternating between gripping them firmly and rolling her sensitive nipples between his fingers.
"Oh my God, Baby…" She trailed off as she swiveled her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust. Her moans escalated with each passing moment. Her body was on fire and her senses were high. Every move of his hand and every thrust of his cock sent an electrical current through her, each one stronger than the last.
"Fuck, you're so tight. So good baby…" Fitz said through gritted teeth as he continued to thrust powerfully into her. She was dripping, soaking him in her juices. He wanted more, he needed more. He brought two of his fingers to her clit and stroked it mercilessly, watching her face contort in pleasure as her orgasm began to wash over her.
"Don't sto- Oh god! Fitz!" She moaned loudly as her walls clamped down on him. Her mouth fell open in a silent scream, fireworks exploding behind both of their eyes as he spilled his hot seed deep inside of her. Fitz remained deep inside her through her orgasm, the tremors shaking her little frame to the core. He loved the feel of her, her body quaking in the aftermath of their lovemaking.
They lay on the floor, her head resting comfortably on his chest as she listened to his heartbeat. Her fingers intertwined with his and a wide grin spread across her face. She was unbelievably happy. She had been for years. Ever since she'd met the love of her life she had been living a full life. A life filled with more love than she could imagine. Of course they had their rough patches and fights but what couple didn't? She was more than satisfied with how much they'd grown and how hard they'd loved over the years. She was happy. And she remembered that. She was happy, utterly and completely. Baby or not.
3 months later…
"Can we please get one?" Olivia's big brown eyes filled with wonder and excitement as she stared at the litter of French Bulldogs. They were eight weeks old and ready to go to a new home and she had been wanting a dog for years but for the past two weeks she was adamant about getting one. She found a breeder and drug Fitz out of the house early that Saturday, driving upstate to where the breeder lived.
"Olivia you are killing me." Fitz said with a groan. He didn't mind getting a dog but he wanted a man's dog. A German shepherd or a Lab or… something. Not a little thing like what he was currently looking at.
"Please baby? Can I get a puppy? I promise when we move to our big house in the country we can get as many big and manly dogs as you want but for now, in our apartment, can we get a cute little apartment dog?" She said with a pout that she knew he couldn't resist.
"Fine." He said as he pulled her bottom lip into his mouth catching her off guard but not stopping the squeal of delight that erupted from her. She quickly pulled out of his arms and climbed into the little play area that contained three little frenchies. Olivia sat in the center of the pen and all three waddled over to her. She played with them all, looking at temperament and coloring and features. She was really struggling to decide but then on little tiny puppy climbed into her lap and fell asleep. Her heart melted and she knew that that little one was the one for her. She looked up at Fitz who was smiling brightly at her and he nodded his head in agreement. They'd found their dog.
"We need to name him." Fitz said as they drove back home, puppy in tow.
"I know. I was hoping you would like to." She said with a smile and he nodded his head.
"How about "Tiny"?" Olivia chuckled and shook her head in disapproval.
"Seriously, babe."
"Okay, okay. How about Iron High?" He said and Olivia smiled knowing that he was probably going to try and name him something ridiculous. But she did say that he could name him.
"Not bad. What else you got?"
"Hmmmmmm? Maybe Thunder. OH! Or maybe we could name him after my favorite designer, Armani." Olivia liked the sound of that. She thought about it silently before nodding her head in agreement.
"I like Armani." She said with a smile.
"Really?" His boyish grin causing her to chuckle.
"Yes. Armani it is." She said as she stroked the sleeping puppy that was currently stretched out in her lap. She smiled and shifted the seat back and reclined it so she was resting comfortably, closing her eyes so she could take quick nap. She'd never been the type to nap but she had been needing it lately. Her firm was working on a major case and she had been working long hours but also making it a point to spend time with Fitz on the weekends. They'd go on dates and hang out with friends and just be themselves which didn't leave much time for rest. But she felt great and she was happy, minus the naps. When she woke up they were only a few blocks from their apartment and when she looked over at Fitz he had Armani in his lap, scratching his little head as he drove.
"Look buddy! Mommy's awake." Fitz said in excitement and Olivia giggled as she stretched.
"I didn't think I'd nap that long. I'm sorry." She said with a small smile.
"Don't be. You've been working your ass off for the past two months. You need the occasional nap and a very large glass of wine." He said with a chuckle.
"God I can't wait for this to be done. I'm in need of a very long weekend with my sexy husband on a beach somewhere." She said as she snuggled back into her seat.
"Well after we get food and other fun stuff for Armani we can just head home so you can rest and I'll make sure the little guy is all set up before I start dinner. Sound good?" Liv nodded her head in agreement.
They made it up to their apartment, all of the puppy gear and food in tow. Olivia placed the bags she was carrying in the kitchen, kissed Fitz and then Armani before heading to their bedroom where she stripped down to her underwear and quickly fell asleep. An hour or so later she woke up to the sound of Frank Sinatra playing. She smiled and sat up looking at the clock to see that is was still early in the evening. She quickly slipped into one of Fitz's sweatshirts and padded softly into the living room. She couldn't find her husband immediately but she heard his deep voice after a few moments. He was sitting out on the balcony with Armani by his side working on his laptop and singing to himself.
"Hi" She said as she made her way onto the balcony.
"Hi baby!" He said cheerfully. "How was your nap?"
"Good. I needed it. How's Armani?" She said as she picked him up from his resting place in the chair with Fitz.
"He's great. He ate, peed on the puppy pad, and has been hanging with me while we waited for you to wake up."
"Awww so sweet." She said as she placed a kiss on his lips. "What's for dinner?"
"I made pasta with chopped chicken and a salad. I can make you a plate if you want." He said with a smile.
"No. You sit, I'll grab it." When she came back out with her plate of food she and Fitz chatted about what he was working on, her helping him look over documents and putting in her two cents about the mergers he was handling. It was simple but it was them. They loved their work and loved to help each other out. They'd occasionally disagree and argue their positions but that usually ended in a round of sex verses someone actually loosing. They were in the middle of discussing one of his client's accounts when their buzzer went off.
"I'll see who it is." Olivia said as she got up from the table. She went over to the monitor and smiled when she saw Abby standing at the door with a cake in her hands. She quickly buzzed her in. "Abby's here! I'm gonna throw on something a little more presentable so can you let her in?"
"No! Tell her to go away." He said with a chuckle.
"Ha-ha! Don't be an ass. She brought cake for us." Fitz perked up at the word cake.
"Have I told you how much I love Abby?" He yelled and she shook her head.
"Have I told you how much I love you?" Fitz said as he cut into his second piece of double chocolate cake. Abby chuckled at him as she cradled Armani in her arms.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You only love me when I bring sweets. If I'd come over for girls night you'd be all pouts and stomping around like a petulant child." She and Olivia giggled at the same time while Fitz only shrugged his shoulders in response.
"So how are you adjusting to having a little one in the house?" Abby cooed at the puppy which was comfortably resting in her arms, biting at her fingers every now and then.
"He's wonderful! Been a part of the family for a whole five hours and I can honestly say that he has stolen my heart." Fitz said and Olivia smiled.
"Yeah, he's pretty perfect." Olivia said and Abby nodded her head in understanding. They continued to coo over the new edition, putting him down so they could play with him and watch him waddle around. Liv showed Abby the little puppy pin they'd purchased and the cute dog bed that Armani climbed into at the pet store and they knew they had to get it.
"Oh, before I forget. I'm having a little get together next weekend for all of us since we can't seem to find the time to be friends anymore. Nothing out of the ordinary. Bring your swim suit and your appetite cuz it's the end of summer and we barely used my pool. Gotta make up for lost time."
"Sounds good to me!" Fitz said with a wide grin and Olivia nodded her head in agreement. They'd spend a majority of their time in Abby's pool during the summer if time allowed and seeing as it hadn't they were completely on board with a "family" gathering.
"Ok cool. Well I need to head home. David is probably wondering where I am considering I told him I was only dropping off the cake."
"He should know better. When you and Liv get together there is no sense of time." Fitz said with a chuckle and Liv swatted his arm.
"Like you and Harrison don't do the same!" she said as she moved to hug Abby.
"Ok, I take it back." He said with a smile. He watched as his wife walked her best friend to the door. "Bye Abby!"
"Bye Fitz." She called as they stepped outside the door. "So, have you taken a test yet?" Abby's voice was quiet as she looked at her best friend.
"No." Olivia said with a sigh. "I don't wanna get my hopes up."
"Liv, you haven't gotten your period yet and you've been so tired lately. Not to mention all the vomiting…"
"Could be exhaustion. Or a slight case of the stomach flu considering I only threw up for like a week." Liv said shakily. She was so nervous and she really wanted to be pregnant but what if it was a fluke? What if her body was playing tricks on her?
"Olivia. Take the damn test already. If it's negative, Fitz will be right there with you. And if it's not, which I'm almost sure it's not going to be, then we'll have something to celebrate next week other than the end of summer."
Sooooo... Hi! Okay. This chapter is dedicated to Sweets. Because She's awesome and I love her to bits and yeah... Love you Sweets! Xoxo
So who thinks Liv is pregnant?! I do! And I can't wait for Fitz to find out. And Armani is going to be a fun little sidekick throughout the rest of this story.
I hope you guys enjoyed this update! There will be a part 3, and that'll probably be it. Gotta get this done so I can go back to my other fics which have been severely neglected.