Chapter 8: "Found this on the Seat of my Sleigh…"

Olivia woke up a few hours later and saw her handsome husband to be sound asleep next to her. She was debating at whether to hug him more or plant a kiss on him at the moment but decided to take advantage of the situation. She very slowly got out of bed. She knew if she moved to quickly that she would wake him up. In the past anytime she left the bed they shared he would wake up looking for her.

After she got out of bed, she went into the guest bedroom and gathered the presents that she had been hiding in there. She had one for everyone, including Fitz. She had no idea that any of this would have happened but this was something she bought for him a while back and never had the chance to give it to him until now. She slowly tip-toed through her apartment and slid everything under the tree and set everything else up.

She then climbed back into bed next to Fitz, where right away he stirred. He opened his eyes and said to her.

"Going somewhere Sweet Baby?"

She propped herself up on his chest. "Nope. I am fine right here in the arms of the President. You just can't tell my fiancée about us that's all."

Fitz gave her this huge smile. "Oh, and why is that?"

"Well if you can keep a secret, he is a very jealous man. And if he finds out about us, then he'll never let me out of his sight again or his bed." She now traced her finger on his lips and slid her fingers up his shirt. He twitched in the bed.

"I don't blame him. I plan on doing the same. Do you love your fiancée, Miss Pope?"

"More than anything, Mr. President. But I have this thing for hot guys with curly hair and blue eyes." She now started giving him kisses on all over his face.

"Really now." He was getting more turned on with every kiss she was giving him.

"So what would happen if he saw you in my arms?" Fitz was now running his hands underneath her shirt.

"Um, don't know. But he's a very powerful man with an important job. He's got all this security, and eyes that always watch out for me. We just have to be careful." She now got her entire body on top of him now. He wrapped his arms around her now. He was trying to take off 'his' old shirt off of her.

"Well, I guess we'll have to be careful then, now won't we." Fitz whispered in her ear. "God you're beautiful."

"Even in the middle of the night?"

"Especially in the middle of the night. Marry me?" Fitz whispered in her ear. He then started to kiss her.

She melted more in his arms at that moment and giggled. "I already answered that question earlier. Or did you forget about this beautiful diamond ring on my finger all ready?"

"Nope. But, I'm asking you again. Marry me Olivia?" He had tears in his eyes.

She kissed his tear of his face. "Such a romantic Mr. President. But yes I will marry you. I'll never get tired of hearing you ask me that."

"Good, because I'll never tire of hearing you say yes." He then planted a huge kiss on her lips and rolled her over.

After some hot and heavy kissing they gradually fell back to sleep. Neither one had never felt this happy before. Olivia was relieved he didn't wake up earlier. She could not wait to see his face Xmas Morning. He surprised her earlier, now it was her turn.

Christmas Morning

Fitz woke up about 6:30. He looked over next to him and saw Olivia still sleeping next to him. Never in his life did he think that this day would ever come. He watched her there sleeping for about 15 minutes. She must be dreaming he thought because her eyes were moving quickly and her breathing increased.

All of a sudden she gasped for air, said his name, and reached for him, like he wasn't real and the day before was nothing but a dream.

"Livy, it's okay I'm here open your eyes."

"Fitz?"

"Yes Livy, I'm right here. You must have been dreaming."

And snuggled into him so forcibly that he almost lost his breath. Her upper body was on top of her and she pulled him as close as possible. She was acting strange.

"Livy, I'm not going anywhere. Look at me."

She pulled away. "I dreamt that last night didn't happen. That you weren't really here with me. That it wasn't you on the train. That none if it was real. Oh god Fitz I thought I dreamt it all."

Tears were coming down her face. He kissed them away. "Oh gosh Liv, I am real. I am really here. Look down at your left hand, what do you see?"

She looked down at her left land and saw HIS engagement ring. "Wow! It's a whole new world isn't it."

"Yes it is. Six days from now you will be Mrs. Fitzgerald Grant III. And six nights from now, clothing is optional." He had this lustful, sexy look now in his eyes.

"So for our honeymoon I don't need to pack much then huh."

"Nope. Let's just say you won't need much."

"Are we going on a honeymoon? It would be hard with you being President and all and us not telling anyone about our marriage."

"There is a special cabin at the ranch where you and I will be staying after the wedding. It's off from the rest of the property. It was one of the first built there. I told the staff to stock everything that we will need till the first Sunday after the wedding. We will NOT be bothered unless I call for someone. The secret service know to keep a respectable distance."

Now she was blushing. "Oh Lord Fitz."

"What? Liv we have like two years to make up for. Do you actually think I want to see anyone but you after our reception? Once I carry you over that threshold Mrs. Grant, YOU ARE MINE and I refuse to share."

"So possessive, Mr. President! A girl can get used to it."

"Dang straight I am. I've always been for you. You know I hate to share."

"Can I tell you a 'dirty little secret' Fitz?" She sat on top of him on the bed. His hands were rubbing up and down her legs.

He had this huge smile on his face. "Oh?"

"Come with me, handsome." She rubbed her hands up his shirt. Bent down kissed him and helped him sit up. He then wrapped his arms around her.

"Ah, ah, ah…you can wait. Now close your eyes Mr. President and no peeking."

Fitz did as was commanded. She lead him out of the bedroom and into the living room.

"Open your eyes."

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Fitz opened his eyes and gasped for air. He saw looked underneath tree and it had presidents where last night there was none. The table was set up with Xmas Plates for breakfast and lighted electronic candles. The coffee pot was on and she had stuff laid out of the counter for baking.

"Livy! How in the hell did you do all this? Holy Mother of God." He stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"The future First Lady doesn't reveal her secrets." She snuggled into him. "Now come with me."

They walked over to the tree together with Fitz still holding onto her from behind. He whispered in her ear. "God I love you," in which she forced her body backwards into him more.

Olivia turned around and had him release her. She pointed for him to sit in front of the tree. She reached underneath it and pulled out a present for him. It was wrapped in green and white striped paper with a red bow. A note attached to it said;

"Found this on the seat of the train. Better fix that whole in your pocket. Mrs G- to be."

He read the card and smiled. He knew it was a take on a quote from The Polar Express. He then asked, "What's this?"

"A present Fitz, duh."

"You know what I meant. I don't have anything for you."

"Um, I think my engagement ring and you are the perfect gifts don't you. But I have to wait till New Year's to unwrap you. Now open it." She sat across from him.

He opened the box and his eyes just about fell out of his head.

"How did you? I mean where did you? Holy Shit Livy!" In this box contained the watch that John F. Kennedy wore during his inauguration, and his presidency. It was given to him by his wife the night he won the Presidency. It was rare but she found it.

"So I guess you like it?"

"OH my god I love it! How did you find this?

"Let's just say I know a guy, that knows a guy."

He pulled her into his arms and she wrapped her legs around his body. He then laid her out of the floor. He then pulled his shirt over his head so that he was just in his pajama pants. She rubbed her hands up and down his chest. Then he laid himself on top of her, kissing her deeply and passionately. He started to take off her shirt and she stopped him.

"Despite how much I really don't want you to stop but we are waiting Fitz."

"You mean I can't even look."

"I didn't say that, but touching we'll have to work on that one."

"You're a very bad fiancée you know. You wait till after they pronounce us husband and wife. Nothing is keeping me from your body then."

"I know but we will have guests."

"Like I said a quickie in closet may happen."

"Fitz! Oh my god. You're too much."

"Always and only for you." He was still on top of her working his hands up his old Navy shirt.

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They had another "very heated" make out session in front of the tree. By the time they finished Olivia realized that she had some prep work to do for breakfast. Fitz did not want to let her go but he relented. He put his shirt back on and walked into her kitchen behind her.

He had never seen her in her kitchen before getting to bake. He sat in a stool on the other side of an island and didn't want to do anything but watch her work. She moved so gracefully as she washed her hands, got everything she needed out for breakfast, and every once and a while would brush against him as she walked by him.

He had never seen her look more beautiful. Even though her hair was messy, and she had on no makeup, she looked like a vision in his NAVY shirt. Fitz let out this huge sigh, which she heard and came over and wrapped her arms around him from behind. She nuzzled her chin into his neck. He melted on the chair. She kissed him on his cheek and said to him "I love you, you know."

He pulled her to the front of him and said it back to her. She then walked away smiling and gathered all her baking goodies. She got out her stand mixer, and started to prep her muffin pan. He sat there smiling at her. He didn't think he could love her more but right now he was falling in love with her more and more.

She placed her "wet" ingredients in the mixer and she noticed his gaze was on her. She stopped and walked over to him while the mixer "creamed" the sugar and eggs together. She placed her arms around his neck on the chair. He instantly wrapped his arms around her, kissing her neck and lips.

"Do you like what you see Mr. President?" She asked him.

"Absolutely. What are you making?"

"My favorite muffins ever. Sweet Potato, Pumpkin Muffins."

He looked at her strange. "Um, okay. Sweet Potato, Pumpkin?"

"Yes they are delicious. I do a pumpkin cream cheese frosting with a caramel glaze on top. Do you want to help? Or are you afraid to get dirty." She teased him.

"I am not afraid to get dirty at all. But if I do, and so do you, we ARE getting in the shower together."

"You think so huh?"

"Don't make me sign an executive order." He turned her around and hugged her from behind.

"I wouldn't dream of it. She pushed her bum into him further, turning him on again. So are you going to help me or keep watching. I promise baking can be very fulfilling."

He raised his eye-brows at her. "Really now?"

"I am not going to pass up a chance to teach you how to bake. Are you up for it?" She placed her hand on his pants, knowing exactly what she was doing to him.

"You're asking for trouble you know."

"Am I? So are you going to help your beautiful wife to be or not?"

"Yup!"

He got off the chair and followed her to the mixer. The dry ingredients were ready to be placed inside of it. She had him gradually pour them inside letting the batter thicken. She then stopped the mixer and gave him the already cooked sweet potato and pumpkin. He turned the mixer back on and got behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist again. He nuzzled his lips into her neck.

Once the mixer was finished, she turned it off and grabbed the bowl. Fitz put muffin protectors in the tins and with her still standing in front him, she helped him pour the batter in the pan. Then she placed it in the oven. There was batter left over in the pan. She jumped up on the counter and took her finger and got the leftovers out.

"Come here handsome." She told him.

He raised his eyebrows and did what she asked. He was standing right in between her legs and she was still only wearing his NAVY shirt and her panties. Fitz had no idea baking could be so sexy and a turn on. He could get used to this. He took his hands and rubbed them on her legs. She then took her batter filled fingers and placed them in his mouth. He took the batter off.

For more "baking goodness" she took Fitz's fingers and placed them in the batter she had left over. Even though he knew what was coming, he watched how she took his fingers into her mouth, and tantalized him. She licked the top of each finger and sucked the rest of the batter.

By this point he had enough of her teasing him and he scooped her up off the stool. She squealed yelling his name. He had his hands on her bum and carried her back to her room. No matter how hard she tried to get away from it was not going to work this time. Never in his life had he ever been so turned on.

"Do you have any idea how much you are tormenting me right now Livy?" He was planting kisses all over her neck. "I am going to have a heart attack if this keeps up. I just can't resist you. How the heck can you keep us waiting a week?"

"I guess I just know it's the right choice for us. Fitz I want you to. God, this is torture for me too. We have never been this way ever before. It's like 7:30 in the morning and you're still here with me. Cyrus isn't looking for you, and you don't have to leave me again. I just feel like we're starting all over again and I want to do it right. Every time we were together in the past a part of me always felt like we were going to get caught. I know I was never a mistress to you but that is how things were. Now I look at you here in my apartment, on Christmas morning, and you're my fiancée. Holy cow. I just want everything to be perfect and trust me it will be worth the wait. I will finally be your wife and you my husband the way it should be been from the beginning. I know it's going to be special, but it will be more so now." She put her head down.

He lifted her chin up to him to meet his eyes. "You ARE my something special Livy. And for the record every time we made love in the past, it was the most perfect experience of my life. How our bodies fit perfectly together. I never wanted to end. It wasn't just our bodies that made love, our souls mated together each time we made love. When we finished, even though I was addicted to you, I knew that I could never give myself to anyone that way. You are the love of my life. The connection we have is far beyond anything I thought I could find with anyone. I know our wedding night is going to be special. But it's not just because that I am marry you, it's because I am the luckiest man in the world because you said YES."

"Fitz," she couldn't answer him. She hugged him and began to cry. "I love you."

"I love you too. Now how about we shower and prepare for company. Plus you have to pack for your trip to the ranch. You have a busy week ahead of you my love."

"Okay we can shower together but no silly business. The gang is coming by around nine and I have muffins to grab out of the oven first." She walked into the kitchen and got the muffins out of the oven.

"They smell delicious."

She trailed his lips with her fingers, "you haven't tried them yet. They say to win a man's heart is through is stomach. You will LOVE these."

"That I have no doubt. But I love the woman who made the more."

"I know. She loves you. Now let's go shower and get ready for company. I know we have a plane to catch, which by the way you'll have to tell me how we are going to get out of here now that it's daylight."

"Don't worry I'll explain everything afterwards."

She nodded and they went off to shower. They took turns soaping each other up and surprisingly no one got pounced on in the shower. After the shower they both got dressed. Olivia worse a pair of black velvet pants and a white sweater that had snowflakes on it. Fitz put on black dress pants, a white shirt, with a red sweater over it. He looked handsome.

Olivia then went into the kitchen and made the frosting with Fitz standing next to her stealing bites. He helped her frost the cupcakes with assistance from her. They placed them on the table while waiting for everyone to show up.

They then looked out the window and noticed that it did snow. Olivia just hoped that they could get out of the apartment unseen. If anyone saw Fitz there, the gig would be up. They hoped all his planning worked.

It was almost nine and everyone was due to arrive. Once her team left, she would pack and they would be on their way to Santa Barbara to see the kids, have Christmas Dinner, and start the roller coaster week of wedding preparations.

New Year was the start of a new life for them and both could not wait.

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Okay my little pumpkins. I like totally dedicated this chapter to nothing but Olivia and Fitz. It was all them for you. I hope you enjoyed all this fluff, and stuff. I tried to make it was mushy – gushy as possible.

Olivia and Fitz are teasing the heck out of one another so the wedding night should be some off the charts, toe curling lovings. I am probably going to be blushing writing it.

Oh the "Sweet Potato, Pumpkin Muffin" Recipe is this chapter is for real. It is my favorite and I make them during the holiday. They were yummy. Plus I thought it would be cute to see if Fitz had any baking talents.

Next chapter will be up soon.

Cookies, Cupcakes, and Muffins.

Peace, Luv and Pumpkins…;-)

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