A/N: I am loving the positive reviews. Glad you guys are enjoying it! Here's another chapter:
Pt. 1
Finally Saturday arrived. Fitz woke to his alarm going off at 6 AM. His manager Sean and the photographers would be arriving at 7 to set up for their 7:30 shoot.
He yawned, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He'd stayed up late talking with Olivia and he never ceased to be amazed by how comfortable it felt talking to her. It was as if he'd known her his entire life. A buzz of excitement whipped through him at the realization that she would be arriving in LA today, and that she would be meeting him later that night for their first official date.
The thought got Fitz out of bed and put a pep in his step as he headed for the bathroom. He paused in front of the mirror to inspect his 2 day growth of beard. He wouldn't be shaving that morning as the editor for Diverse had wanted a rugged look for the magazine cover and advised him to keep a light shadow.
He wondered if he should keep it for Olivia. Then give a wary smile. Maybe it was too early in their relationship to find out.
After his shower, Fitz dressed in grey Nike sweats and red T-shirt. He didn't bother to do anything to his hair as there would be a stylist from the magazine.
He headed for the kitchen to make himself a quick strawberry, banana and acai berry smoothie to go with his blueberry bagel with cream cheese. His housekeeper made sure that the fridge was stocked with his favorites, as he usually made all his meals himself.
Once the smoothie was done, he took his plate and glass and headed for the deck to enjoy the morning breeze and the mood of the ocean. He enjoyed the sound of crashing waves more than the bustling traffic of the city where he'd lived most of his life.
Fitz preferred the simple life, but he also appreciated the comforts of his wealth.
He lived in a two story 5-bedroom 4 1/2 baths Malibu beach house, which he loved. He liked living by the beach as it sometimes allowed him to surf or take a walk at night to clear his head, giving him time to think or come up with a new lyric for his music.
Fitz considered himself lucky to be able to do something he loved and being able to make a living from it.
After finishing his breakfast, he cleaned the dishes and waited in the living room. It wasn't long before Sean arrived with the magazine stylist who introduced herself as Kiki.
Fitz directed Kiki to one of the guest rooms to set up for wardrobe. Sean and Fitz were making general conversation when the doorbell rang again. Guessing it would be the photographers; Fitz opens the door with a polite smile, which disappeared when he saw who was standing outside.
Olivia was wearing a ridiculously big smile, one she'd had from the moment she'd woken up. Now here she was in front of Fitz's door and he's giving her the reaction that she'd hoped for.
Recovering from his initial shock, Fitz simply stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her in a big bear hug.
Olivia forgot where she was and melted into his arms. Her first thoughts, when she could think, was that he smelled of soap with a hint of mint and his arms felt strong and sturdy around her.
Then her boss Jean cleared his throat and they broke apart, giving each other shy smiles. Fitz introduced himself to Jean, Akeem and Jackie, before he ushered everyone inside. Everyone except Olivia whom he held back as the others moved on.
"So this is a lovely surprise." He smiled, watching her face light up. To say she looked beautiful would be an understatement.
She wore flat red sandals which made him realize how petite she was with her head barely reaching his chest. She looked summery and fresh in a white and yellow color block maxi dress that flowed over her curves. Her hair was braided and piled on top of her head in a bun. He liked her hair, her sense of style and how gorgeous she was.
Then he noticed the heavy camera bag slung over her shoulder along with her black handbag but before he could speak, Olivia teased, "Well if I had told you that I would be visiting your home, I would've missed seeing your shocked face. As a matter of fact, I should've recorded it." They both laughed at that.
Fitz reached for her camera bag, his fingers lightly brushing her shoulder which brought a blush to her face and a rush of heat to his as they made their way to the main part of the house.
It was Showtime.
Fitz moved into the guest room to put on his first outfit which was an all-white Armani suit with a pastel colored shirt. Olivia and Jean asked him to sit behind his black grand piano in the foyer.
He sat in a beam of morning sunlight coming in through the floor length windows which made him appear almost angelic, Olivia thought as she helped Jean adjust the reflector to ensure that just the right amount of light was applied to his face.
Every time she got close to him she felt a strong tension which made her slightly flustered as he was a very gorgeous man. If he hadn't been a successful singer/song writer he could've easily become a model.
They took pictures of Fitz almost everywhere in his home, which was very beautiful. She admired his simple modern taste, surprised at a few pops of color in a theme that was mostly white and navy. The effect was warm and welcoming.
Much as she enjoyed the shoot, Olivia smiled to herself when she saw Fitz coming out of wardrobe with his final outfit of the day.
They made their way down to the beach at the back of his house for some water shots. He had on striped board shorts with a simple white tee.
Jean directed him to go into the water, and then startled Olivia by asking her to take over the shoot. Olivia nodded, concentrating hard as she took the camera and ensured that the settings were correct, but her hands were trembling slightly even though she'd done several of these shoots in the past.
Of course none of the subjects had been a man who smelled of mint and sung her to sleep in the middle of the night. Olivia took a deep breath and looked up at Fitz, feeling a deep blush at the sight of him getting to his feet after soaking himself in the ocean.
The white tee was now clinging to his wet body, giving her a good view of his amazing abs. Even more distracting was his curls slicked back by the water, exposing the strong lines of his face, the firm jawline and piercing blue eyes.
Shaking her head to clear it, Olivia started snapping picture after picture. Fitz was a natural in front of the camera and he required minimum instructions.
In the final few shots he stared intently at her and she saw the determination in his eyes as she focused on him through the camera peephole. Her mouth went dry and she almost gasped but then she caught herself and clicked a few more pictures.
They finally wrapped up and Kiki brought Fitz a towel as Olivia took a steadying breath and handed her camera over to Jean.
Jean took it to Akeem who uploaded the pictures quickly onto his MacBook to see the shots that had been taken.
"They look amazing," Fitz murmured, standing bare-chested with the towel around his waist as he stared at the pictures Olivia had taken.
Olivia flicked him a shy glance, overwhelmed by the compliment and his naked chest. Then she smiled at Kiki who seemed equally pleased with their work.
"You're good," Fitz said, coming up to Olivia.
"Thank you." She smiled shyly, keeping her gaze locked on his face, pretending that her face wasn't on fire.
He smiled reaching up with a fingertip to touch her cheek. Glancing past him, Olivia noticed that Jean and Akeem were staring. So she stepped back and said softly, "I need to go pack up."
He stood watching her for a moment, before turning to go back to the house to put on some dry clothes.
After Jean, Akeem and Jackie had left for the hotel and Sean had departed with Kiki, Fitz insisted on driving Olivia back to her hotel.
"Oh, you don't have to," she began.
"I want to," he insisted.
In the car, they drove for a while in silence.
"You're quiet." He turned to her.
"So are you," she said making him smile. His smile grew wider when she added, "It didn't take this long when we drove from the hotel to your house this morning."
"I'm taking the scenic route," he replied watching another blush blossom on her face.
She gave him a shy smile feeling happy, shy and excited all at once. He lifted a hand off the wheel and took hold of one of her hands. "I'm glad you're here, Livvie."
Again they drove in silence, only this time he held her hand all the way to the hotel.
And, yes I did write myself into the story. At least I was the girl that dressed him and handed him a towel to dry off his wet body ;). Wohoo! Haha. Please leave some reviews and tell me what you think. Thanks for reading!