I'm trying to update as often as possible but work got me so busy. Hope you enjoy the new update. We pick up right at the restaurant.
"Guys, this is my boyfriend, Brian Johnson" Samantha beams through the introduction.
Olivia immediately felt nauseous, the last time she'd seen him was at the gallery of her first art show, the night that Iya was born.
Fitz had a sense of Deja vu when he shook the other man's hands in greeting, but he couldn't place where he'd met him before.
"And this is my boss, Olivia" Samantha ended the introductions with her.
Olivia grimly extended her hand to him and give him a brief handshake. She was trying to play it cool and pretend like she doesn't know him.
"Nice to meet you, Olivia" he smiles brightly at her.
"How did you two meet?" Fitz asked, as the four of them occupied the secluded space at one corner of the restaurant.
This should be interesting, Olivia thinks.
"Through his cousin" Samantha answered without hesitation.
Fitz smiled politely at her answer, but doesn't say anything further.
Olivia needed to get out of there soon, and she needed to tell Fitz about the new set of flowers and candy that was delivered to her.
The atmosphere became awkward, really fast, Samantha was the only one smiling. Liv looked at her, while Brian was staring at Liv, and Fitz was staring at him.
Sensing the tension in the air, Samantha spoke up, "well it was nice running into you guys. See you on Monday, Liv and good luck on the new album, Fitz."
Olivia got up to give her a brief hug. "Take care, Sam" she whispers, close to her ears.
"I will" she replied.
"Thanks, Sam. Have a good weekend, you too, Brian" Fitz cuts in before the duo departs.
"Thanks" Brian responded, halfheartedly. "Nice meeting you, Livia" he said at the last minute, before sauntering off with Samantha on his arms.
Olivia cringed at the old nickname he'd used to call her, she hated it then and hates it even more now.
"Did he just say, Livia?" Fitz asks peculiarly.
"I believe so" Olivia said simply, while sipping on her water to help quell the upset stomach she was currently experiencing, from the repulsion of Brian's presence.
"Mmm" Fitz murmured, I have half a mind to go out there and stop this clown in his tracks, and let him know that any sort of endearment to my wife's name, comes from me and me alone, his thoughts blaring. But he won't act a fool, so he stayed cool.
"I felt like I've met him before which is odd," Fitz randomly adds.
It was Olivia's turn to go "mmm," before she could expound her answer, their waiter delivered the tab, interrupting them.
Fitz places a wad of twenties on the table which was more than enough to cover their bill, and to leave their server with a very adequate tip.
Wordlessly, they both got up from the table and exited the restaurant. Unfortunate for them, a swarm of papz were outside waiting in anticipation.
*Camera flashes wildly*
"III Legend, is it true that you came to confront your wife on her secret brunch date with old time beau, Brian Johnson?" One of the papz shouted at them, Olivia immediately grew cold.
What the fuck! Her mind was reeling with a million and one things. Fitz looks at the shouting paparazzi like he'd grown an extra pair of head, his mind trying to make sense of what he's saying. He grabbed on to Liv's hand and walked away briskly towards their car.
All the way to the car, the papz continued to take pictures and asked ridiculous questions. Some were sensible to ask Fitz about his new album, while others were asking, "If trouble was in paradise for the Grants?"
Finally secure in the fully tinted car, Olivia was able to breathe a sigh of relief.
Fitz barely waited for Olivia to pull on her seatbelt, before he rushed out of the parking garage and away from the pessimistic paparazzi.
"Do you know, Brian Johnson?" Fitz asks, as they roll up to a traffic light. They've been driving for nearly five minutes in silence.
Olivia looked over at him while she answered, "yes. We went to SU together. Remember we'd seen him years ago at the exhibition for my first set of pictures?"
Fitz taps the steering wheel with his fingers as he mentally tries to recall the event. He knew he had a feeling that he'd met the person before but it had been so long ago, close to ten years to be exact. Then like a light bulb went on in his head, and he remembers Liv introducing him as a friend, while he was adamant about being introduced as her ex-boyfriend.
"He's your ex-boyfriend?" Fitz stated, more like a question.
Olivia rolled her eyes, "no he's not my ex. We've been on a few dates but we never had a serious relationship" she clarified.
"Oh" Fitz said, feeling awfully better when it shouldn't really matter since he was married to her, and what she did or who she did it with before him wasn't any of his business.
"Are you going to tell, Samantha?" Fitz inquired.
"Should I? If he's going to pretend like he doesn't know me, then it should all be fine because I certainly don't think of him."
"Yea, but you should still tell her so it won't be a problem if it comes up. And why would the papz ask if you were on a secret date with him?"
"I have no idea why they would ask that."
The light changed to green and Fitz stepped off the break peddle.
"Fitz, I have something to tell you. I forgot about it because so much of stuff happened after."
"What's that?" He asked, in a cool voice, turning his eyes to briefly take her in. Her forehead was knitted together in worry, marring her beautiful face. Nevertheless, she still looked radiant in a long sleeve emerald green body-con sweater dress that she'd paired with black, low heeled ankle boots. Per usual, she looked effortlessly chic in her get up. Her hair was braided to the side and fell over her right shoulder. On top of her head she wore a back stylish floppy hat. She looked magnificent with her face wearing little to no makeup, sans some deep berry color lips, and her ever present mascara.
Olivia took a deep breath, and relayed to him everything that had happened after he'd dropped her off from the doctor's visit, regarding the flowers and chocolate
"What!" Fitz bellows. "Why am I only hearing about this now, Olivia?" his voice boomed as his grip tightens on the steering wheel.
"I forgot. With everything that happened with us and the news about the baby, I simply forgot."
"How could your forget something so serious? Someone is stalking you and you forgot that! I told you to tell me if this happened again but you forgot!" Fitz was angry and right now a lot of his anger was misplaced. He knew that she was up in arms after finding out she was pregnant again, but that still didn't excuse her for waiting two whole days to tell him. This person could've seriously hurt her.
Olivia sighed because she wasn't in the mood to argue with him, she left him to continue his rant.
"If you weren't in such a pissy mood after the doctor's appointment you would've been able to handle the situation better."
Oh, he wants to go there, Olivia thought. She kept her mouth shut and let him continue talking.
"Then you won't take any of my calls. Do you realize how reckless you behave by not telling me?!" Fitz finally stopped talking, and waited for her to explain herself.
Olivia was already pissed that he was taking this out on her. Should she have told him as soon as possible? Yes! But he didn't have any right to berate her for forgetting.
After he realized that she wasn't speaking to him, he picked up his phone to speed dial his assistant.
"Lauren?" He greeted tersely.
"Hey, Fitz" she greeted, her voice sounding surprised.
"Sorry for bothering you on your day off but I need an appointment with the bodyguard agency today."
"Uh sure. Are you planning on going to an event?" Lauren inquired, pulling herself into professional mode.
"No I'm looking for a full time bodyguard."
"Ok, I'll get on it now" she tells him.
"Thanks, Lauren" and with that he ended the call.
He continued driving but he could feel eyes boring in to the side of his face.
After a few minutes of driving, the silence was broken by Olivia.
"Are you seriously hiring a bodyguard for me without my input?"
Fitz scoff at her comment, "apparently I'm the only one who takes your life seriously."
"Fitz, you're behaving irrational" she stated evenly, with an eye roll. By now her arms were securely wrapped around her waist, in full defense mode.
"Irrational?! Irrational!? Is that what you call wanting your pregnant wife safe? If so, then I'm the most irrational person on earth."
Oh my god, I can't deal with him when he becomes so stubborn. Olivia opens and closes her mouth several times to say something, but it wouldn't make any difference to him once his mind was already made up.
"So what if the person sends me another gift?"
"Don't worry about that, I'll handle it" his mind was already shifting gears. After he hires her bodyguard, he'll let the agency employ one of their private investigator's, to investigate who's sending the flowers. He didn't want to involve the police as yet, because if he did, the media would find out about it before the day is out.
The heated air seemed to cool a bit, "I think its Brian. How much of a coincidence is all of this? Why would the papz ask if I was meeting up with him?" She reasoned, more than likely it was him, her intuition tells her it's him.
"Why would he though? He's with Samantha and you haven't seen him in close to ten years. Why now?"
"I don't know I could be wrong but the last note said, something about us being like old times."
Fitz chuckles humorless, "this fucker has a lot of nerves. Wait till I get my hands on him. Here I was thinking that it's, Quentin."
"Fitz, I don't know for sure that it's him, and we can't go accusing him. It's just that my gut tells me it's him."
He exhales his breath and shakes his head, he was becoming worked up over the entire situation.
"In the meantime you're not to go anywhere alone."
"Why the hell not? If he'd wanted to kidnap me I'm sure he could've already done it" she irately replied.
"Don't fucking talk like that!" Fitz banged his hand on the steering wheel as he drove, sounding the car horn which startled Olivia and the other drivers on the road. That was exactly what he think would happen. He couldn't fathom anything happening to his wife or kids, he would singlehandedly destroy any person that hurts them. Their safety wasn't a joke to him. All this time he realized that he was being naïve, thinking that they could go through life with his celebrity status – without protection.
"You'll be getting a bodyguard from now on. End of discussion!"
How can a beautiful start to a day turn so sour? She thinks to herself. She left him with the final say so, for now, as the car was pulling up to his parent's house.
Before the car was even fully parked, she reached for the door and climbed out, slamming the door in the process.
"Seriously?" Fitz asked, climbing out of the car once he'd parked securely, and taken out the keys from the ignition.
"Don't even talk to me right now" she warns him as they made their way to the front door.
By the time she'd ring the doorbell and the door was swung wide open, both of them plastered on big happy smiles. All air of tensions were left on the outside of the house.
"Dad! Mommy!" Iya flung herself at them after she'd open the door per her nana's request.
"Hey, sweet cheeks" her father said with a smile, hugging her to his chest.
Before Olivia could've gotten into a proper greeting with her eldest child, Tommy and Chris came barreling through the house. She could hear Janet calling after them to slow down
"Aunty, Libby" Chris called as he runs towards her, but he was beat by a faster Tommy.
"Mommy, you made it" Tommy said, launching himself into her arms almost knocking her down to the ground.
"Of course" she said simply, taking in the loving she was getting from her son and nephew.
"Up up" Christian motioned with his hands for her to pick him up.
She was about to crouch down and pick him up but Fitz beats her to it, he sweeps the little boy up and places him on his shoulder "This is what I'm talking about" he tells her in a low stern voice.
Olivia shoots him daggers, he was already behaving overbearing. It's going to be a long eight months of him hovering over her. Livvie, be careful, don't lift that, don't do that, etc.
"Hey, nephew! I haven't seen you in a while. Did you grow? I think you did" Fitz said, blowing raspberries on to his tummy. Christian was eaten up the attention while Tommy eagerly awaits his turn.
Olivia hugged her daughter to her side and the two made their way into the kitchen, leaving the boys to their own accords. Janet was in the kitchen busy preparing lunch. Over the past few years she'd taken to cooking, thanks to Alexis. It was something that she'd always wanted to learn to do, in a non-amateur way. So her best bud, suggested that she takes some culinary classes to hone her skills.
As soon as Olivia hits the open plan kitchen, the scent of seafood hits her and it immediately had bile rising up her throat.
Janet watches as Olivia dashes out the kitchen, and heads towards the bathroom down the hall, leaving her and her granddaughter to their selves.
"Is she ok?" Janet asked her granddaughter.
"Dunno" she shrugged. "Yesterday morning she woke up and rushed to the toilet to puke" Iya said, with a look of repulsion on her face.
"Oh" Janet replied with a smile. If it is what she thinks it is, she will be one happy grandma.
After a few minutes, Olivia returned to the room. Thankful, that Janet was done cooking, and most of the crab that she'd prepared was covered down. The lingering scent was still in the air but Olivia was able to push through it.
"Everything ok?" Janet queried, moving towards her with a glass of ginger ale. This was a test to prove if her theory was true.
"Yea I'm good. Remember I'm allergic to seafood so I guess the scent made me feel queasy."
"Right."
"Thanks" Olivia collected the cold drink from her mother in law.
Janet watches as she gobbles it down, and sighs in contentment once the liquid had reached her stomach.
"Better?" She asked her with a smirk.
"Better" Olivia confirmed.
"How did the kids behave today?" She inquired, as she took a comfortable seat at one of eight wooden barstools, surrounding the large rectangular shaped island.
"Oh, they're such darlings despite the bickering."
"Iya?" Olivia turned her attention to her daughter who was a few seats down from her, playing on her iPad.
"Yes, mommy" she raised her head up innocently.
"It wasn't bad, Sweetie" Janet came to her grandkids rescue.
"I know but we try to have them behave when they go out."
"It's ok and I know us grandparents can be very lenient when it comes to our grandchildren, but know that we won't let them walk all over us. They're good kids."
Olivia smiled at the older woman in gratitude, "speaking of grandparents, where's Big J?"
"Oh, he's in the study with Raye and Harrison" Janet replied, in a hush tone.
Olivia's eyes grew wide at the mention of Harrison's name. Since the reconciliation between him and Raye, Harrison stepped up to the plate, becoming a model father and partner. Everyone could see it, except for the two Grant men who refuses to let go of past hurts. Several times, Raye had asked for them to go out on a double date but Fitz would refuse each time.
"Mmm. Anything serious?" Olivia probed.
Janet looked around to see if they were truly alone and they were. Iya was engrossed with her game, and they could hear Fitz and the boys' roughhousing in the living room down the hall.
"I think he wants to marry her."
Olivia's eyes grew even wider. Boy, wouldn't she want to be in Harrison's position while he spoke to her father in law, or when Fitz gets wind of this.
"Wow…that's…wow" Olivia was speechless.
"I think that's good. Why wait? He loves her and she loves him. If they were able to move on from such a huge hurdle, maybe they're ready to start the next chapter of their lives. Who are we to judge?" Janet spoke empathically.
Olivia nodded her head in agreement at her wisdom, "you're right. Marriage isn't perfect, but it takes two persons that love each other and are willing to fight for each other to make it."
"Even though sometimes you want to fight them instead of fight for them" Janet added good natured.
"Amen to that" Olivia quipped as she fell into an easy laugh.
"By the way, what did you make for lunch?"
"Shrimp and crab stew, your mother sent me the recipe. But don't worry, I made you some beef stew separately."
Olivia smiled brightly, "aww thanks, Jan, you didn't have to but I'm glad you did."
"No problem" Janet laughed at her bright expression at the mention of the beef stew.
Fitz entered the room with the boys hot on his trail, all of them wearing disheveled clothes, an end result from them roughhousing with each other. Fitz saunters over to his mother and kisses her cheek.
"Something smells good in here" he stated while inhaling deeply.
"That's lunch" Janet quipped, before hitting his hand for trying to open one of the deep, cast iron pots sitting on top the stove.
Tommy and Christian happened to see, and they both started to laugh and point at him. "Nana, hit you dad"
"Uh huh, uncle Fizz get POW POW" Christian joined in with Tommy, as he reenact the scene by hitting his own hand.
Olivia sat perched on her seat, trying to stifle her laughter as the cousins making fun of him. Christian was much smaller than Tommy but they were both joined at the hip. She watched their matching curly hair, where Tommy's is a mixture of all shades of brown, Christian's hair was jet black. They both sported light caramel skin and gray eyes.
"Did you bring the CD, honey?" Janet inquired sweetly, as she took out a secret tray of butter pecan cookies to cool.
"Uh…no I'll get it to you before the week is out" Fitz replied.
"Oh good, I can't wait to hear it" she strokes his jaw lovingly as her face beams with pride.
Olivia watched as he embraces his mother's touch. That was one of the many things she loves about him, the ability to love and respect his mother – his parents in general, even though he's grown and no longer lives with them. She believes in the saying, "you can tell how a man will treat you, by the way he treats his mother" she believes it wholeheartedly. She knows for a fact that whoever lands her sweet Tommy, will be just as lucky as her.
Everyone was chit chatting when Big Jerry, Harrison and Raye entered the room.
"Liv!" Raye greeted, as she came across to hug her. Once she was finish she moved on to her brother.
"You, Sir, need some soap for your mouth!" Raye teased her older sibling, hitting his arm.
"Ssh" Fitz hushed her, before she could say more about his album. Knowing her, she would spill the beans right there and then.
Olivia give Harrison a hug as well as her father in law. For a man that just turned seventy, he was still looking good and holding up his end well. His cancer was in remission, thankfully.
"Dad" Fitz greeted, hugging his father. "How's, Betsey?"
"Ahhh, she's a beauty. When are you going to ride here?"
Fitz shrugged his shoulder, he was the only person in the family that has yet to ride her.
"The kids did great. Ms. Iya, wants to be a jockey."
"That'll pass" Fitz said confidently, one thing he knows about his daughter, is that her career choices changes every day. She no longer wanted to be an actress after discovering that it wasn't all fun and games. When they'd ask her if she wanted to take acting classes, she refused, leaving a thrilled Olivia. It wasn't any secret that she didn't want her daughter to be publicized on television. If she wants to do it when she's much older, her mother would be more incline to it.
After avoiding Harrison for the allotted time before it became rude, he finally acknowledges him with a handshake. There was a time that he liked him but now, every time he saw him, he saw his sister in pain and that he couldn't tolerate.
"How did you like the game last night?" Harrison asked, to form a civil conversation with him. Being that it was Super Bowl season, and the Giants had played last night, he thought that it was a safe topic to discuss.
"They won but Manning, needs to do better than that."
"I agree. Did you see what the Seahawks almost did to them?" And just like that the two started talking about sports.
Olivia chance a look at Raye, who looked on with a thankful smile. Their eyes made contact and when it did, they both smiled at each other.
Shortly after, Janet announced that lunch is ready, Olivia asked if she needed help serving but she declines.
They all sat informally around the dining room table, as they indulged in the meal that was lovingly prepared. Olivia was grateful for her beef stew as she ate it with a small loaf of bread. Everyone was given fruit drink except for Olivia, who was giving another glass of ginger ale.
Olivia thought it weird that Janet kept asking her if she's ok, and if the scent is getting to her but she simply brushed it off, until she saw the drink choice for her. A switch went off in her head, as she realizes that Janet knows she's pregnant. Looking up from her bowl of stew, Olivia makes eye contact with her, and watches as she gives her a knowing smile.
Olivia blushes before returning to eat. She didn't want to confirm anything as yet. When they were ready, more like when she's ready, they'll tell everyone.
They enjoyed lunch in the midst of a lot of chatters and laughter from the little ones and adults alike, as the foods in their plates dwindles down.
Once they were finished, Janet announced that she'd made butter pecan cookies with vanilla ice cream for dessert. Olivia offered to help, and this time she didn't decline the assistance. She helped her take away everyone's dirty dishes. From the minute she'd stacked more than two plates in her hands, she could feel Fitz's disapproving glare.
She ignored him as she continued to help her mother in law. Once the dirty dishes were replaced with little bowls of ice cream, side with a butter pecan cookie in the corner of each bowl, the two ladies took their seats.
"Christian and Tommy, stop playing with your food!" Their grandmother reprimands them and they immediately stopped. The boys had a scoop of ice cream on their outstretched tongues to see whose will melt first.
"Yes, Nana" they complied in grim tones, sticking their tongues back into their mouths.
"This is really good, Nana. Can you teach me how to make it?" Iya asked, from two seats away from her grandmother.
Janet was touched by her request, "of course, darling."
"Yay!" Iya give a victory dance.
Olivia took a scoop of her ice cream and shook her head at her daughter's antics.
"Can we go outside and play?" Tommy asked, mid scoop.
"After you finish eating" his father tells him.
Tommy smiles in acknowledgment and proceeds to eat his ice cream rapidly.
"Slow down, Tommy, or you'll get a tummy ache" Olivia warns, which made Tommy laugh out loud. He found the homophone funny, Tommy and tummy.
Everyone ate in a comfortable silence, only the clattering of their spoons against the ware bowls could be heard.
Clearing her throat, Raye announced, "I have some news I would like to share."
All the adults stopped eating and turn their attentions towards her, the kids could care less what the announcement was as they continued to indulge in their dessert.
With expectant eyes on her, she continued, "Harrison and I are getting married on December 1st and I was hoping that you all could be there for us." Her voice wavering as she came to the end of her announcement, clearly anxious.
Fitz looked at his father to see his reaction and all he saw was love emanating from his eyes towards them. He looks at his mother to see her eyes filled with water as she looked on in happiness. His wife also bore a similar look to his mother. He didn't feel happy by the news but he won't voice it. Is it even my place to say? He asks himself.
"Congratulations, baby! Of course we all will be there!" Janet got up from her seat to go hug them. Olivia follows suit and they embraced the betrothed couple and offer them words of congratulations.
Iya finally got wind that her aunt is getting married, and lets out a squeal in delight. She too hugs them both. Seeing all of the excitement surrounding his parents, Christian stops playing with his cousin, and runs towards them – preferring a seat on his father's lap.
Big Jerry smiled on, as he'd already given them his blessings, after two hours of talking in his study – he was finally ok to have Harrison become his son in law.
Everyone returned to their seats from the small jubilee, and Fitz had yet to say anything to them. He didn't know what to say. He stared ahead avoiding his wife's stern glare and his mother's penetrating one.
"Congratulations" he announced, with as much enthusiasm he could muster after another moment had passed. He knew that he had to say something, anything, but not nothing, before both his mother and wife skinned him alive.
"Thanks" Raye said, dejectedly. She was hurt that her brother wasn't happy for her.
The table got awkward when no one spoke another word after that.
"Can we go outside and play now?" Tommy asked again, not in the mood for the adults' melancholy atmosphere.
"Sure, let's go" Fitz jumps up at the first opportunity to make himself scarce.
The boys cheered, "Yay" as they went to put on their shoes. Being that the weather was getting colder, they both had on hooded sweatshirts and sweatpants. Iya opted to stay inside with the other women, as they were already talking about all things wedding.
Big Jerry and Harrison followed Fitz out the backdoor and into the backyard, where a play set was set up for the grandkids, containing two swings, a climber, seesaw and slide.
All three men looked on as the boys energetically played with the various parts of the play set.
"Can I speak to you for a second, Fitz?" Harrison asked within ten minutes of them being outside.
"Uh sure," Fitz turns to him, giving him his undivided attention.
"Can we do so in private?" He asked, as he gestures towards the back fence that was a good ways away from the house.
"Don't worry about the kids, I'll keep an eye on them" Big Jerry interjected.
"Sure" Fitz said, as he let Harrison lead him away to seclusion.
They walked in silence towards the fence, both their minds racing with a hundred thoughts per second.
"Fitz, I want to apologize to you. I know you don't like me because of what I did to your sister and quite frankly I do not blame you. I'm disgusted with myself for putting her through such pain…but I want to make it right. I love that woman more than life itself, and I want to do right by her and Christian. I'm not asking you to be my friend or anything like that, I'm asking for another chance. I'm asking for you to forgive me for the wrong that I did to her."
Fitz listened as Harrison spoke, a million and one thoughts ran through his mind. He could berate him from now until the end of time and it still won't do any good. His sister had moved on, hell, even his father had moved on but he still held on to the grudge. People always say that, everyone deserves a second chance, but when it comes to act on forgiveness, no one wants to do it. In that moment of mercy, Fitz decided to forgive him. Forgive him not only for himself but for Raye. His baby sister deserved to be happy and if her child's father was going to do the job, then he'll have no choice but to stand with her.
After what seemed like a long time Fitz finally spoke, "I'll forgive you this once but if you ever pull a stunt like you did three years ago, I'll fucking kill you." Fitz stated, very seriously.
Harrison nodded his head in remorse, and just like that the animosity fell away. They stayed talking to each other, truly catching up for lost time.
Evening came and a third of the Grants were packed up in the Mercedes and headed off to their home. The day was well spent, albeit the rough patches here and there.
Olivia had forgotten all about their argument that they had on their way to Long Island, until she was reminded of it when he'd told her that he'd gotten her a bodyguard, just as they were pulling out of the driveway from his parent's house. From tomorrow a Tom Stanton will be accompanying her to work.
She rolled her eyes and turned on the radio to a kid friendly station, blatantly ignoring him
The kids bopped and sang to the songs they know.
A cover of Aretha Franklin's Respect song came on, and they began singing at the top of their lungs.
"Tommy, you're spelling it wrong" Iya boomed at him mid singing.
"Noooooo" he tells her, before continuing with the chorus, "R-E-S-T-C-T-E" he sang at the top of his lungs.
"It' R-E-S-P-E-C-T" Iya corrected, causing Olivia to chuckle from the front seat. The two of them took joy in one upping one another. Whether it be who could kick a soccer ball the farthest, or eat the most cereals, or make their bed the fastest, it was always a competition. She'd told them countless times that one of their strengths might be the other's weakness, and vice versa, and to not make fun of each other weakness.
The rest of the ride went on with much more out of tune singing from the backseat, until one of them had fallen asleep, and the other was slowly going.
They grabbed their sleeping kids once the car was parked. Fitz carried Iya while Olivia struggled along with Tommy. They took them straight to bed as it was already eight in the night, and luckily they'd taken a bath before leaving their grandparents' house.
Fitz returned to the garage, collecting all of their belongings from the car. After he'd took the sleepover bag into the laundry room, he made his way to the living room where he saw Olivia sitting at attention, waiting for him.
"We're going to talk about the bodyguard situation like two grown adults now" she said, as way of greeting.
"No" he stated coolly.
"No?" she raised an eyebrow at him.
"No is correct. There's nothing to talk about. Your safety is not a topic of discussion. I. Want. You. Safe. At. All. Times."
"Fitz, I get that, but you don't need to be so caveman-ish about it. I don't appreciate that!" That is what pisses her off about the entire situation. She didn't mind him wanting to keep her safe but he didn't have to be so pigheaded about it. She's her own person and she could look after herself!
"If that's how you see it, then fine Olivia, I apologize for being a caveman but I'm not budging on this. You're getting a bodyguard full time."
"And you?" she asked with a neck roll.
Before Fitz could reply, their doorbell dinged. He took that as his cue and went to answer it, leaving her question unanswered.
Olivia sat in the overstuffed chair seething mad, eagerly awaiting his return. She was mentally listing off all of the things that she didn't appreciate him doing today. She was alert and ready for battle, that was until she saw Fitz returning with a beautiful arranged bouquet of pink peonies.
"Do you think I'm overreacting now?" He asked, darkly. Whoever it is, that is sending flowers to his wife, will wish that they'd never been born once he's finish with them. They've pushed him off the cliff of mercy and there's no way of return. His anger and vengeance are fully unleash.
A/N: Rum, pum, pum rum, pum, pum – man down, in the words of RiRi. Lol. Fitz is legit pissed. Do you think he's overreacting when it comes to the safety of his family? How about when he snapped at Liv, for not telling him sooner about the 2nd sets of flowers?
How do you like when women make a mental list to help win an argument? Too bad Liv couldn't have used hers. Lol
Harrison and Raye are getting married. Too soon? Remember, they've been waddling through the heartbreak of infidelity for the past two years going on three, so I think they deserve a go. Thoughts on Harrison apologizing to Fitz?
Janet knows about the pregnancy but she's being a lady about it.
Next chapter we'll deal with the stalker once and for all. He has poked the raging lion , aka Fitzy. Hehe.
Any and all comments are welcomed. I have some pictures of what I imagine Tommy and Iya looks like. Anyone interested in seeing them?
PS: I plan on writing this story until the kids' gets married, etc. lol. I dunno I'm just attached to them and I like writing, it gives me a moment of escape from the craziness of this world. *Daydreaming* I hope y'all are ok with that. Instead of several time jumps, I'm trying to do a day to day approach, which may result in a little slower storytelling. Is that ok?
Sorry for those of you, who had to read the horrendous rough draft previously posted, I just wanted to put something up ASAP. I'm so sorry, lol.
Thanks again for reading and I hope you enjoyed it. :).