Here you go loves! Chapter 8 is up! I've been STRUGGLING with how I wanted this chapter to go and I finally feel good about this one. So here you go! This skips over most of Liv's work but we do meet Marcello and Fitz and Harrison go to Greece. Yay! Happy reading and reviews are always welcome! Xoxo (oh, there are like two Greek words used in this. They literally translate to love and mother. Nothing serious)

I don't own it!

"I don't want you to leave." Fitz said as he pulled Liv in close to him. Her back pressed firmly against his chest as they watched the sun rise.

"Mmmmm, I'll be back in three days." She said as she relaxed into his touch.

"Yes, but you'll be busy and I'll barely get to see you." Fitz said as he nuzzled his nose into her neck. She smelled like roses and her skin was just as soft. She turned in his arms and snuggled deeper into his body. She didn't want to go but she had work to do, she had to do these portraits. It was less than a month. Three weeks she would go without seeing him, smelling him, being in his arms. But it was only three weeks. He would spend the last week with her in Greece and they would spend the evenings together and they could just be.

"I love you." She mumbled into his chest. She sighed deeply as he ran his arms over her back, running small circles into her skin, branding her with his touch.

"I love you more, Livvie." A silence washed over them as they watched the sun move into the sky, lighting the horizon. Fitz loved the soft glow that the sun gave his lovers skin. She looked like a goddess, her hair in loose natural curls falling around her face and down her back, the crisp white sheet that was loosely draped around her body a beautiful contrast to the bronze glow of her sun kissed skin. A smile spread across his face when he let his mind drift to what could be.

Light brown locks, curly and wild. Tan skin, a color that warms his heart. Grey eyes that pierce your soul and melt your heart. Laughter, so much laughter and love filled in a house, no, a home that was built for the sole purpose of containing said love. Nourishing it and letting it flourish. A woman whose hart is so big at the root. Her spirit filling the air as she laughs with their children. A boy and a girl, both the spitting image of their mother with certain striking features from their father. Everything he wanted in life. They were all he wanted and he couldn't be happier.

"Where are you?" He heard her voice as she brought him out of his daydream. Her hands on his face pulling his focus down to her.

"I'm sorry baby. Daydreaming." He said as he smiled down at her.

"You wanna tell me?" She asked as she stroked his cheek with her thumb.

It had been more than a week since they'd seen each other. Even though they talked every day it wasn't the same. For some reason he felt like they weren't the same. He regretted what he'd done every moment since he uttered those words. "I want to marry you, Livvie." He shook his head in disgust. They barely knew each other. Why did he say those words out loud? So here he was. Three in the morning, sitting at his computer as he wrote everything that that filled his brain.

Dozens of scenarios were playing on a loop in his mind. What if she didn't want to actually be with him? What if she didn't love him the way he loved her? What if she went back to Marcello? That was what worried him. She'd had her meeting with him two days ago and all he got out of it was that things went well and that she had to think about if she wanted to accept the position. Nothing more and nothing less. He wanted to ask Frankie but how would that look? No. Marcello was a fool and cheated on her. She wouldn't get back with him. We love each other. We're in love with each other.

"Liv!" Marcello said as she walked to the table he'd reserved for their meeting.

"Hi. How have you been?" Liv said as she took a seat. Although she was completely over him Liv couldn't help but wonder about how he was doing. He was her first real love and you never forget that. They kept very little contact but from time to time they would email back and forth.

"I'm well Liv. You look amazing! Spain is treating you well I see." Marcello said as he poured her a glass of her favorite wine. He was definitely on a mission to get her to take the position.

"Spain is great. You look good! How's Simone?" Liv asked as she looked over the menu.

"She's good. She's and art buyer now so she's busy traveling but she's good. We're good." Marcello said somewhat unconvincingly. Liv took notice of it but she didn't want to pry. She cared but not enough to delve into the relationship of her ex-fiancé and the woman he cheated with.

"That's good. So, what's up this this position? Give me all of the details." Liv said trying to get off of personal lives and move on to business. She didn't want to spend too much time with him. She'd promised Fitz she would call right after the meeting and she didn't want to call him three hours later.

Knowing that she was over the topic of personal lives Marcello pulled out his portfolio and all of the paperwork she would need to look over and sign before she took the position.

"So that's everything." Marcello said as he finished his glass of wine.

"This is way more demanding than you made it out to be. Cell, I don't think I can manage this and work with the foundation and still maintain my relationship with the many art galleries in Spain that I'm working with."

"C'mon Liv it's a great opportunity! You'd still be working with students and you'll be creating just in a different way."

"Yeah but I would need to be here half of the year. That's a big commitment." There was a point in her life when something like this wouldn't bother her. She would pack up and rent an apt and live half of the year in Paris. Easy. But now, now things were different. She didn't want to leave Spain. She didn't want to leave Frankie and her work and most of all Fitz. He'd fallen in love with the city and her. She sighed and looked over the paperwork again. As much as she loved the idea she couldn't take her mind off of Fitz. It pissed her off. She loved him whole heartedly but this was the reason she wasn't in a relationship before, freedom.

"Look, Liv. I know we didn't end on the best of terms and I know you probably still hate me but I wouldn't bring this to you if I didn't think it would enhance your career. This is a good thing babe." Marcello said as he took her hand in his. She immediately drew her hand back.

"Liv?"

"I need to think things over. I have some good things happening in Spain but, maybe. I'll let you know in a week or two." Liv placed all of the paperwork in her bag and got up from the table.

"Give Simone my best."

"What's going on with you?" Frankie asked as they walked along the shoreline. Greece was beautiful and hot, just the way they liked it. They'd been coming to this island for the past five years and they would never tire of it. They owned two houses that were situated on one piece of land about a five minute walk away from the beach. Both houses were located on the cliff above and a long staircase that wound down the cliff side led to the beach, where they were now.

"What do you mean? Nothing's going on." Liv said. Never making eye contact with her sister.

"Something is definitely up with you, Liv. Fitz is coming in about two hours and you're acting like you don't want to see him. You say you miss him and yet every time I bring him up you shrug me off like he's not important."

"Frankie…"

"No. I'm going to keep prying." Frankie said as she grabbed her sister's arm stopping her dead in her tracts. Liv turned to her sister finally making eye contact. Frankie could see the worry in her sister's eyes, ever telling.

"Liv, "her voice soothing and soft "tell me what's wrong."

"He said he wants to marry me, Frankie. He didn't say when or how long from now or ask how I felt about it he just said it." She breathed out quickly as if the words carried the weight of the world.

"Whoa. Really? Liv you've known each other for a month. When did he say this?"

"Before we left but that's only part of the issue."

"Okay?"

"This job offer at University is much more demanding than I was originally told. Fucking Marcello. And I would take the job, I would have but…"

"Fitz."

"Fitz." Liv plopped down into the sand and buried her face in her hands. This whole ordeal was stressing her out so much that her nightmares were returning and she was getting less and less sleep.

"I don't know what to do Frank. I don't know what I want do. I love Fitz but…" Frankie bent down and pulled Liv's hands away from her face.

"Liv calm down! Have you told him about the conditions of the job?"

"No."

"Well then what the hell sis! Calm down. You're already trying to push him away…" Liv tried to cut her off but Frankie was determined to get what she had to say out. "And you haven't even told him about it. You need to give him a chance. Fitz loves you. He is madly in love with you, Olivia." Frankie practically yelled. Her voice echoing out into the open air. There was a defining silence around them.

"You know I can't sleep without him anymore." Liv slowly croaked out. "I was independent and strong and fine by myself but Fitz- he walked into my life and literally turned my world upside down. My heart, my mind, and my body belongs to him. Frankie that scares the shit out of me." She sobbed. "I don't want to tell him because I'm afraid that he won't want to move to Paris, to know that I'll be around Marcello every day. That even if he's okay with those things but doesn't want to move we'll barely see each other for six months. Six months! I can hardly bare being away from him for a few weeks." Frankie sat down next to her sister and pulled her into a hug.

"Liv you need to talk to him. He'll listen and if he loves you as much as I think he does, he'll be fine. You'll work it out because that's what people in relationships do. You talk about things and you work it out. Don't stress until there is actually something to stress about. Now, let your heart guide you. When that man gets here you'll know."

Liv was standing on the patio looking out into the dimly lit sky when he found her. Her over-sized sweater engulfing her small frame, arms tightly crossed in an attempt to keep out the cool night air, her legs bare. She looked beautiful. He stood there, taking in the sight of her and burning it into his memory. After a few moments he spoke.

"Hey you." His deep baritone voice filling the air. Her body reacted immediately. A breath she didn't know she was holding escaped from her body as she turned to look at him.

"Fitz." His name falling from her lips in a whisper, holding so much. She ran to him. The distance was short but it was distance none the less and she needed him. She needed to be in his arms.

His arms wrapped around her frame as she jumped into him. Her legs wrapping tightly around his waist and her arms around his neck, home.

"I missed you so much." She mumbled against his neck. She nuzzled her nose into his neck and took in his scent. Fitz sighed at the feel of her in his arms. Her body latched onto him, giving him a purpose. Giving him a sense of belonging.

"I missed you too baby. You have no idea how much." He whispered into her ear. For the past few weeks he could have sworn that she was slowly slipping away from him. She seemed distant at times and it scared him but now, having her in his arms, her legs wrapped tightly around him and her lips pressing soft kisses into his neck he knew that they would be okay.

Liv burned a trail of soft kisses up his neck and across his jawline making her way to his lips. The lips she longed for on a daily basis. The lips that set her skin ablaze when they made contact with any part of her body. She kissed him fully on the mouth. The familiar jolt of need running through both of their systems at the contact. Fitz moved an arm from around her waist and cradled her head in his hand. Her tongue snaked out, grazing his lips prompting him to part them. A moan escaped her mouth when his tongue met hers. The kiss was deep and full of need. Three weeks of void manifesting in a single kiss. Her hands moved to his hair, her slender fingers raking through his curls as he hungrily nipped at her bottom lip.

"Hey, you two, save that shit for later!" Harrison yelled in the distance. Dinner. They were supposed to be going out to dinner with one of the families Liv was working with, they'd invited all of them. She completely forgot about it when saw Fitz.

"Fuck!" she said in a harsh whisper causing Fitz to chuckle. "I'm sorry babe. I completely forgot about this dinner." She unwrapped her legs and tried to slide down his body but he continued to hold her.

"Babe?" She questioned, staring into his deep grey eyes.

"I love you, Livvi." He said with all the conviction in the world. The words she'd heard more than a dozen times from this man suddenly shook her to the core.

"I love you too, Fitz." She said with everything in her. She meant it with all of her heart and her only hope was that he knew it, that he would always know. Fitz kissed her gently and then set her down.

"I'll only be a moment. You're going to love this family, babe. The couple I'm drawing have been married for almost 30 years and they're beautiful." Fitz smiled at her excitement and when she turned to leave he smacked her lightly on the butt causing a squeal of delight to erupt from her.

Dinner was great. They feasted on the traditional foods of the Greek island of Santorini and drank copious amounts of ouzo as they listened to the many stories and mythical histories of the lands. The four of them were enthralled with a story of one of the son's fight with a wild boar on the island when music started to fill the room. Two men were playing traditional music and everyone in the room got up to dance. Harrison grabbed Frankie and pulled her to the dance floor. Fitz stood up and stuck out his hand.

"Shall we?" He said his voice husky from laughter and his slight inebriation. Liv grinned at him as she placed her hand in his.

"I'd love to." With that Fitz pulled her into his arms and made their way to the dance floor. The whole thing was magical and all eyes were on them. They had an aura that drew everyone's eyes to them as they moved around the floor. Flirting but barely touching. Moving in sync as they danced to the ever changing music. Many of the older couples held knowing smiles on their faces. They knew love when they saw it but this, this magnetism that they held for one another was something God could only create.

When the music died down a bit Olivia went over to chat more with Nickoli and Maria, a couple she had grown to know and love over the years.

"Olivia! Are you enjoying yourself?" Maria asked as she kissed Liv on the cheek.

"Yes, we all are. Thank you for inviting us."

"Of course we would invite you! You and your sister come and see us once a year and we have to make the most of it." Nickoli teased. Liv and Frankie rented one of the hotel rooms in the hotel the couple owned five years ago and they became instant friends.

"Well thank you anyway." Liv said with a smile. There was a beat of silence and Olivia's eyes drifted over the dance floor looking for Fitz. He was sitting at a table across the room with a few of the younger kids that were there. They were playing a game and they enlisted him to be on one of the teams.

"He's a great guy, Philia." Maria said as she eyed him over Liv's shoulder. Liv could only smile and nod her head yes in response.

"I like him. He's strong and very handsome. He has a good heart and he loves you. I can tell." Nickoli said as he took a sip of his ouzo. "You have never invited a man to any family gatherings. We know we're not necessarily family but we love you like our own. That Marcello you were engaged to? You never brought him to us. But him?" the old man said knowingly.

"Do you love him, Philia?" Maria asked as she placed a hand over Olivia's.

"Yes. I love him with all of my heart, mana." Maria pulled Liv close to her and gave her a loving peck on the cheek.

"So when you get married you'll have the ceremony here. It's settled." Nickoli said as he rose from the table. Maria and Liv laughed as the older man walked away. They watched him cross the room and Pull Fitz from his seat. With a protective arm around him, Nickoli guided him away from the kids and sat him directly next to Liv. Fitz smiled and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips.

"You two would make beautiful babies." Maria said as she looked over them. Liv gasped at her friends, eyes wide and mouth open, while Fitz chuckled under his breath.

"Maria you embarrass her! We'll leave you two alone. Olivia you have to bring him to our home and we'll cook for him. Just us so we can really catch up." Nickoli said as he grabbed his wife's hand, leading her away from the couple.

"Good night, goneas." Liv turned her attention back to Fitz who had a cheesy grin on his face. Liv rolled her eyes knowing that his mind was focused on babies.

"No. We're not even married yet!" Fitz quirked and eyebrow at her.

"Yet? So does that mean that you'll marry me someday?" He pulled her close to him and nuzzled his nose gently against hers. She smiled lightly before she answered.

"Maybe. We'll see where life takes us." Fitz quickly kissed her before standing up.

"Where are you going?"

"You mean "we". Lets go have some fun of our own."There was a distinct twinkle in his eyes that she couldn't help but notice. Liv bit her bottom lip, playing coy as she pretended to think over his offer. She did a scan of the room and noticed that Harrison and Frankie were nowhere to be found so they didn't need to alert anyone they were leaving. Perfect. She got up quickly, grabbing his hand as she did, and led them out of the dinner party. Before they were fully out of the door Fitz pulled her back into him and hoisted her light frame over his shoulder.

"Fitz!" Liv giggled as smacked her ass lightly.

They were barely through the door of the house before Olivia's dress hit the ground. The flimsy material fell easily off of her body as she worked at Fitz's pants. His shirt had been removed, discarded somewhere near the front door. Their lips searching, tongues licking, mouth's tasting. They were hungry for each other. Once Fitz's boxers hit the floor, he pulled Liv into him hoisting her up before pressing them into the nearest wall. Liv moaned at the contact. She wrapped her legs around his waist as his mouth worked its way down her body. Dipping his head he took one of her hardening nipples into his mouth, playing with it, rolling and flicking his tongue.

"Oh baby." Liv moaned. Fitz's hands were restless as he moved them up and down her bare legs before making his way to her firm ass. Squeezing it roughly.

"I missed you so much baby." He breathed into her ear as he ground his erection into her. "I missed making love to you. Making you moan when I touch you like this." His hand slipping into the scrap of fabric she called panties. Her breath hitched as he cupped her heat and a soft breathy moan escaped her lips when he gently slid a finger up her slit, stopping at her mound and applying just enough pressure to send a shock to her system. He wanted to tease her but his throbbing erection was making it difficult for him to concentrate. Liv was struggling as well. All she wanted for the past three weeks was for him to be inside of her. She'd held off on masturbating because she knew that she couldn't satisfy herself the way that he could. He played her body like an instrument and after having a taste of what his thickness had to offer she couldn't go back to her trusty vibrator.

"Fitz I need you inside of me. Please fuck me baby." A Cheshire grin spread across his face at her words. He quickly moved the thin fabric to the side and placed his throbbing cock at her entrance. His heat radiated against her and she bit her lip in anticipation.

"Fitz." She whimpered as he slowly lowered her onto him. Her slick wet heat taking him in fully. She was so tight, tighter than he remembered. Her walls pulsed in anticipation as he stretched her out.

"Fuck!" She yelled as he stroked deep inside of her. Her hands clawing at his back and shoulders leaving red marks, marks that turned him on even more. He pressed her body firmly onto the wall and lifted her legs from around his waist and onto his shoulders. Liv gasped at the angle, his cock slipping deeper into her depths. She almost came then and there but he pulled out of her completely.

"No. Don't stop. Please keep going… Fitz." She breathed as her eyes fluttered open. Once her eyes met his he winked at her and plunged powerfully, relentlessly into her.

"You're so tight Livvie. Damn baby…" Fitz mumbled gruffly as he plunged into her over and over again. Liv's high pitched moans, her pulsing pussy and her fingernails that were currently digging into his ass egged him on. He brought his mouth down to hers hungrily, nipping and sucking on her as he fucked her.

"Yes, yes, yes… oh… babe… I'm so close." Fitz thundered into her, keeping his thrusts deep, pushing her further and further over the edge.

"Come baby. Come for me." He whispered against her lips. As if on cue her orgasm ripped through her body like lightening. Her walls clamped down on him hard pulling his release from him as well both overcome with pleasure, silent exclamations of pleasure poring from their mouth's.

After a few moments and more than a few deep breaths Fitz gently let Liv's legs down. She knew that from the position she was in her legs would be numb, which they were, but her whole body was useless after her orgasmic high.

"Babe, I can't move." Liv giggled as Fitz removed himself from with her. He chuckled slightly and they both slid onto the cool floor, their bodies in a tangled, sweaty mass. They stayed like that her playing with his chest hair and him holding her closely. They both sighed and smiled, always in sync.

"I'm so happy that you're in my arms again. Can you not go on month long trips anymore?" He said jokingly. Liv tensed in his arms at the joke. She'd hoped to hold off on telling him until the end of the week but she knew that holding off would only make it worse. She looked at him, his eyes curious as to what was bothering her, as she pried herself from his arms and moved to the couch. Fitz sat up and watched her. She sat, legs tucked under her, the moonlight spilling into the room outlining her features.

"What's wrong Liv?" he asked as he got up from the floor and moved to sit next to her. "You've been acting strangely for the past few weeks. I know something is bothering you so just tell me." He rubbed her arm, trying to soothe and encourage. She took a deep breath and turned to him, placing her hand on his cheek and stroking it lovingly with her thumb.

"There is nothing wrong in terms of us. I'm so happy and I'm so in love with you that it killed me to be away from you for so long. I know I've been weird lately but It's just how I get when I'm stressed. There are a lot of things on my plate and sometimes I slip up and forget to be a good friend, sister, or girlfriend. I'm sorry if you've felt neglected or if I've been pushing you away, this is just new for me. In my previous relationships I was able to function easily without them and them without me for an extended amount of time. I mean I definitely missed them but nothing in comparison to you. I can't sleep without you. You are constantly on my mind and when you're not with me I miss you. " She smiled as he leaned into her touch, placing his hand lovingly over hers. In that moment everything, all of his worries, seemed to fall away.

"So what's stressing you out? Talk to me and maybe I can help." Fitz said as she pulled her into his lap, her small body fitting perfectly against him.

"It's this position at University. It was originally supposed to be a summer thing. Two months of working with me and going to museums and giving lectures. Three times a week. Easy, right?" Fitz nodded his head in agreement. "But now It's six months, full time professor of Art. Three days a week with everything I just said but I would have to live in Paris. I would be required to be at meetings and discuss curriculum and be an actual professor. For six months! I don't- I can't do this. I have so many wonderful things going on in Spain and I have you. I can't…"

"Wait, Liv you shouldn't factor me into this. I can do whatever. If you're in Paris I'll be in Paris. We can work things out. I'm a writer remember? I work from home and home is anywhere you are. So I don't think that's what's really bothering you."

"I just- being in Paris would mean being around Marcello and working with him all of the time. I don't want to deal with that. We're friends but I get the feeling that his offering me this position was more than he was letting on." It was Fitz's turn to tense. He pulled her away from his chest and looked into her eyes.

"You know I'm a very jealous man." Fitz said with a halfhearted grin. Liv kissed him fully on the lips.

"I Know. But I'm a very faithful woman and I only have eyes for you."

"Do you really want this position?" He asked seriously.

"I don't know. Maybe?" She shrugged as she nestled back into his chest.

"Well whatever you decide I'll be there for you. Just know that if you decide to take the position I'm going to need to make it very clear to Marcello that you are mine." Liv felt a shiver go through her spine, she liked it when Fitz was possessive. She shifted in his arms again, this time straddling him as she pressed her body into his. Her body responding to his partially erect member as she rubbed her center up and down his shaft.

"I am yours." He groaned at her slick heat on him. He instinctively grabbed her hips, branding her with his fingers as he guided her up and down. She kissed him passionately, her fingers raking through his curls as he lifted her up and settled her back down, penetrating her, burying himself to the hilt.

They made love, slow and steady, drinking each other in as they listened to the mixture of the crashing waves and their moans of pleasure. The salty air smelling of sex and sweat. Everything was perfect. They were together and they were happy.