Chapter 8
Olivia had gotten her dress and shoes from Miss Gloria's establishment. The woman had come back with fifteen dresses and five pant suits in her arms. Apparently, the man that loves Olivia Pope had made quite an impression upon her. She currently had no size three in her inventory but she was prepared to make the necessary alterations herself. All of the current inventory she presented was a size four. Olivia eliminated off of the bat all long dresses and all of the pant suits. Miss Gloria got her to agree to at least look at the long frocks as she assured Olivia that she could hem them to her specification. Olivia agreed. However, that still had narrowed her choices down to seven pieces that even slightly interested Olivia.
She knew that Fitz was going to be traditional in a black tux, black cummerbund, and black bowtie. She wanted to complement him and of course she wanted to have him proud to have her beside him. Olivia was a beautiful woman and she knew it. She had never wanted to flaunt it before today. As with most of all society, people first saw her beauty which was fine. She was accustomed to people being awed by it. Once she opened her mouth and began to speak people were more than awed. Olivia was a very intelligent woman. She often wondered who had started the misidentification of women. There wasn't one segment of the female population that hadn't been redefined. She suspected the culprit was mainly the male species as they tried to remain at the top of the food chain and everything else!
Anyone that thought Olivia Pope was arm candy would always be in for a rude awakening! In most instances she was always the smartest person in the room. Olivia had a photographic memory which only added to her aura. Because of this she rarely forgot anything that she had seen or read about. She intended to wow Fitz' family tonight. The first thing she wanted them to know was that she was more than an appendage. She had fallen deeply in love with Fitzgerald Grant but she would always stand beside him as an equal. As for the Grant family, even if they didn't like her, they would know she was more than a pretty face.
About her dress. None of the seven dresses really impressed her. They all seemed to be for a more mature woman. Fitz thought she would look beautiful in any of them. The red dress with the halter top was passable, but red would make her too much of a standout. Of course, she would standout anyway but she wanted a dress that alluded to subtle elegance. Flash would always get your attention but it never held. She wanted a dress that said elegant and regal. Olivia was simply not feeling any vibes from the presented ensembles. Fitz had suggested that perhaps they should move on to the other shop.
Gloria Andrade had heard the exchange and decided she must intensify her efforts to produce the dress that Olivia wanted. She received a substantially large inventory from a fashion house in New York but she was also a designer herself and often displayed her work in her shop. The newest piece she was working on for another client could easily be what Olivia was looking for. The client hadn't seen the piece so she would never know. Thus far the project had been a labor of love. The dress was shaping up fabulously. She had cut the pattern out in the finest silk blend. The dress would literally cling to the body. It was a gorgeous black that had glimmered in the light. The dress had wide crisscross back straps, a low dipped back, and a bodice that exposed just the right amount of cleavage. The client had requested a long gown so presently it was a long gown but she could change that. This might be just the type of dress to appeal to the young woman.
"Olivia, I have a dress that I am currently working on. It's one of my personal designs and it's almost finished. It's a size four that can be easily altered to fit a body such as yours. Would you like to see it?"
"Of course, please show it to me. All that you have shown me is lovely but they don't have the element of subtlety combined with the personal excitement I'm looking for in after five dresses."
"I think I begin to understand what you are looking for Olivia. Something simple but regal, eh?
"Yes, that is probably more or less what I'm looking for.
Miss Gloria had returned with the dress. The piece was still on the dress form and it looked gorgeous. The crisscrossed straps were dazzling. They were completely covered with rhinestones. The dress dipped low in the back. It was long though, not floor length but it would hang way below her knees. Olivia definitely wanted her legs to be showing. In her mind she could see the length being cut to her taste. She could also see herself in the dress.
Fitz was looking at it. It was a stunning dress. He was imagining what Olivia would look like in it and how easy would it be to get her out of it. The man that loved her interjected himself into the mix once more.
"That's a very pretty one. Try it on Olivia."
She was considering it. She wanted to find a dress and move on. If the woman could alter it to fit her perhaps it would work. She simply didn't care for the ready-made things that had been shown to her. She loved those straps that appeared completely covered in what looked like diamonds. She wouldn't have to do much to accessorize. She could put on her diamond studs and wear her diamond bracelet she had gotten for her twenty-first birthday. She was hoping the strappy dress shoes she had in her bag would go with whatever she bought today. She didn't think they would work with that dress.
"Please step into the dressing room and try it on Olivia so I may see if it is workable on you. You are such a tiny thing. Hurry now."
Olivia took the dress and stepped into the dressing room. She pulled her dress over her head and pulled the other one on. It wasn't a perfect fit but she wondered what she looked like in the mirror. She came out and Miss Gloria's eyes widened. The dress actually looked like it had been made for the girl. A few nips and cuts and the dress would fit her perfectly.
"Olivia I could alter this to fit you for sure. Where exactly did you want the hemline?"
"I want it above the knees. And what type of bra would I wear? I love that look in the back."
"You don't wear a bra with this dress Olivia. I simply make the necessary tucks here and the bodice is raised as it should be to give you support and also raise the breasts to their proper place to expose the proper amount of cleavage. Let me show you. The woman pulled and pinned at the dress and suddenly it was conformed to Olivia body.
"Also Olivia, I will bring the body of the dress in here so it will cling to you as it's supposed to. What do you think of this selection Mr. Grant? Can you not imagine the outcome of Olivia in this dress?"
He could imagine it and he was. She looked beautiful in the dress and it was only pinned to her. The back was stunning! The hell with the jewelry on the straps. The way the dress cupped Olivia ass, now that was stunning! The way the mounds of Olivia's breasts imploded from that dress was stunning! He was hoping that Olivia could see the potential in the dress. It was made for her.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I can imagine the outcome of Olivia in that dress. It's quite a unique piece. However, the final decision is up to Olivia. Do you like the dress, doux bebe? It looks beautiful on you. Once the alterations are in place and you are in it, how can it not be perfection?"
Olivia smiled at the man that loved her. That was twice now he had called her Sweet Baby. This time he had used the French interpretation. She loved them both. His voice was so sexy. Oh my goodness, she couldn't wait until tonight. She gave Fitz the biggest of smiles.
"You like it then?"
"I like it very much."
"I'll take it then Miss Gloria. How soon can you have it ready? I want the hemline at least four inches above the knee. I had thought to wear these dress shoes but they don't complement the dress in my opinion. They don't pop! I want my shoes to dazzle too."
"Anything you wear will pop and dazzle, Olivia. Have no doubt you will be the most beautiful woman in the room? Every man there will be envious of me."
"You are biased Fitz, you love me."
"I am and I do.
The man was still looking at Olivia Pope as if he would eat her whole in Gloria Andrade's opinion. They were lovers without a doubt. She didn't know to what type of affair they were going but this dress or anything else she was wearing would stay on her body long. It was obvious the man intended to devour her at some point. It was almost like she wasn't in the room right now! Their eyes were glued to the other. The proprietress of the business had already tried to break the spell between them twice with an inconspicuous cough. They hadn't heard either of them. Ah, to be in love like that again. Her time had come and gone. She would be more forceful this time.
"Olivia! Olivia!"
"I'm so sorry Miss Gloria, were you saying something? I didn't hear you."
"Yes. I was trying to tell you that I have some shoes that may provide the "pop" you are looking for. I have only two pair however in a size seven and a size eight. It's a black satin shoe, back in, toes out, and the six-inch heel is totally covered and incrusted with rhinestones. The shoes would complement the dress very well"
"I wear a size seven and a half. Perhaps one of the pair would fit. Let me see them both."
"I'll be right back." To herself the woman said, "And you two try not to burn my establishment to the ground with all of that heat between you before I get back!"
"Fitz the dress is beautiful, isn't it? I believe it will be perfect."
"Olivia the woman inside the dress makes the dress perfect. And you are perfect."
"Flattery will get you everywhere, Mr. Grant. I hope the shoes will work. I'm tired of shopping. What about you?"
"I love being with you Olivia no matter what we are doing. I'm fine. If you are tired, we could skip lunch and I will take you home so you could rest up for tonight. I did want to take you past a local jeweler that my family patronizes here. My father buys my mother something from there every time he brings her to the island. I wanted to start our own tradition. What do you think? Would you let me buy you a piece of jewelry to go with your dress?"
"Fitz, I know you want to share everything with me including your wealth but you don't have to buy me anything, loving me is enough."
"Olivia let me pamper you. I want to."
"I won't say no because I believe we should share. I just wouldn't want you to think that your money is super important to me. I think I would love you even if you were a pauper."
"I know you would Olivia that's why I love you so much. Do you sometimes feel like even though we only met days ago that we've known each other before?"
"It's even deeper than that Fitz. When I turned around at the pool to acknowledge those guys whistling and catcalling me, I never expected my heart to start beating as if it would leave my chest but it did. I saw you and everything changed. When ours eyes met, I wanted to reach out and touch you even then. Nana said I would know you when I saw you. So yes, I feel that way too."
Miss Gloria returned glad to see that her humble shop was not incinerated. She suspected if Olivia Pope had not been in a garment with straight pins artfully placed all around her, she would have been in the man's arms. The fire between them was palpable and it wasn't from the Caribbean heat! She held a pair of the shoes she carried up next to the dress Olivia had on.
"Here are the shoes my dear. Can you not see the pop they will make together? What do you think Mr. Grant?"
"The shoes seem to match the dress well Olivia. Do you think you'll be able to try the shoes on while still pinned into the dress? Are you even able to sit down and try on the shoes? All of those pins surrounding you, I wouldn't want you to be stuck."
"This is a slight quandary but I think I can sit down without being stuck. Let's try the eight first. I would rather the shoe be a little large than too small. A good-looking shoe that hurts the foot serves no purpose!"
Olivia gingerly sat down and tried on the first pair of shoes. They actually felt good. She did try the size seven as well but it wasn't comfortable. Fitz assisted her from the chair and she walked around in the size eight. She walked over to the floor length mirror and she liked what she saw. She would take the shoes as well. Her mother had a black satin clutch with a rhinestone latch that would complete her ensemble. She was pleased with her choices.
"I will take the dress and the shoes as well, Miss Gloria. It's now almost eleven o'clock. What is the earliest time you could have the dress ready for me? I know I mentioned before seven as an optimal time but the sooner I have the dress the better, in case something isn't right with the alterations."
"Olivia, let me assure right now when this dress is redone to fit you and your body alone, it will fit. And perfectly so. You will be pleased, Mr. Grant will be pleased, everyone will be pleased. I guarantee perfection. The alterations that must be done can be completed within a three to four-hour window. I will then steam press the garment and it will be ready. I can have it delivered to your door by five o'clock this afternoon. Will that suffice for you?"
"That would be wonderful. What time will you pick me up Fitz?"
"Around seven-thirty."
"I'm so glad this part of our day is over. Do you need to get anything for tonight?"
"No Olivia, I'm set. Miss Gloria, thank-you so much for your time and effort with this endeavor. Olivia is pleased and so am I. You may dispatch your final bill along with the delivery of the shoes and dress to Olivia's address. Once I have the final bill my assistant will get the payment to you right away. How would you prefer payment, by credit card, check or cash?"
"Are you able to make a cash payment?"
"Of course."
"Then I would prefer the convenience of a cash payment."
"Done. Now would you very delicately unpin Olivia so we could get some lunch?"
"Of course, Mr. Grant. Let me unpin you, Olivia. Then you can get you out of this frock and I can get to work." Miss Gloria was a pro at unpinning her clients. Olivia disappeared into the dressing room.
"Is there a restroom back here, Miss Gloria? I have a need of one."
"Come out from the dressing room and turn left. The second door on the left is the necessity room."
"Thank-you. I'll be right back Fitz."
While Olivia was getting dressed and using the restroom, Fitz again thanked the proprietress. He told her that he ran a business himself and that the privacy of his clients was something he valued most. In fact, as an attorney it was required of him. What was going on between he and Olivia was a private matter that he assumed would stay within the confines of this building. He didn't want Olivia to be the subject of gossip, in fact he would be very displeased if something like that happened.
Once again, the man that loved Olivia Pope had Gloria Andrade's mouth ajar. Olivia had apparently told the man that she was a friend of her father, Thomas Pope. The man had just quietly warned her not to advertise or discuss outside of the confines of this building the visit that he and Olivia Pope had made here today. He was downright gentlemanly as he spoke but with the subtlety of a rattler!
"Of course, you may handle this situation as you see fit, Miss Gloria. It will in no way affect the payment of your services. We have a verbal agreement and rest assured I will honor it. I'm quite prepared to pass on to everyone that I know what a lovely place you have here and how very rare your extraordinary designer skills are or are not."
Gloria Andrade wasn't the meddling busy body he assumed her to be. She took seriously her business and she intended to stay in business for a very long time. She valued the privacy of her clients. Gossiping wasn't her forte. She loathed it. And she loathed Thomas Pope. The arrogant son-of-a-bitch would never hear from her lips that his daughter walked into her shop like a queen with a consort. Nor would he find out that the queen and her consort were so hot for one another that the heat they produced could have burned her place to ground! Let the fool find out the way everyone else would. And he would find out. Olivia was well known on this island.
Apparently, the couple themselves could care less who knew of their liaison. They were blatant. And the arrogant man that stood before her was totally in love with Olivia Pope. He had apparently declared himself her knight in shining armor or something to that effect. Gloria suspected that Thomas Pope was about to meet someone that wouldn't play games with him. And if Thomas Pope thought to do battle with this man over Olivia Pope, heaven help him!
"Mr. Grant, I do not gossip about my clientele nor do I discuss anything that goes on behind these doors. Your love affair with Olivia Pope is your business and what you share of it is also your business. If any details of your visit here are talked about on this island it will not have come from Gloria Andrade."
"I'm relieved to hear that. I'm very sensitive about Olivia's feelings. I don't want her hurt in anyway. She's a feisty woman, a firebrand really, quite capable of fighting her battles alone and on her own. Slowly she will begin to understand that she no longer has to. She has me to assist her. My relationship with her is the most important in the world to me right now. I will go to great lengths to protect it."
"I can see that you will Mr. Grant. I wish for you and Olivia joy and happiness. That girl has spent far too much time trying to please her family instead of herself. I suspect you are exactly what she needs."
"What are you two talking about over there?"
"Nothing really. Mr. Grant and I were discussing the Caribbean heat is all. It's particularly hot today."
"You and I are accustomed to it Miss Gloria and Fitz does seem to have adjusted to it well. Thank-you so much for your help in advance. I think I'm going to love the dress. And of course, Fitz likes it too, which is very important. I can't wait for the finished product to arrive at my door. Shall we get some lunch Mr. Grant or are we going jewelry shopping first?"
"Are you hungry Olivia? Whatever you want to do I'm game. I was told that Cartier's was open until five, so we have plenty of time."
"We're going to Cartier's?"
"Yes, it's mother's favorite jeweler. I understand you have an excellent shop here."
"Actually, it's not far from here and there's an excellent restaurant not far from it. We can literally kill two birds with one stone."
"Let's be off then. Good morning to you Miss Gloria and thanks so much for your assistance."
"Yes, thank-you so much Miss Gloria. You have been more than helpful."
Again, the would-be lovers left another establishment hand in hand. Fitz had also let the driver know that he preferred to open the door for Olivia himself and that he need only open the door for them on arrival at their destinations. It was true the jewelry store was right around the corner. The would-be lovers exited the car and entered the establishment. Two clerks had seen them come in. The man and woman had only eyes for each other. A well-dressed man, with a Rolex on one arm and a woman he was madly in love with on the other, was obviously here to part with some of his money! Both of the clerks scrambled to reach the couple first. Fitz knew what he wanted to buy for Olivia and he was hoping that she would like the piece.
Aaron won the race to the couple and Herve lost. Aaron put on his best smile in hopes of making a notable sale.
"Good afternoon, Aaron Blackwell at your service. How can I be of assistance to you today? Are you looking for something specific?"
"Aaron, I'm hoping to find my girlfriend an exquisite piece of jewelry to wear to a party tonight. I was thinking of a simple white gold necklace with a heart-shaped diamond hanging from it. I'm sure such a creation exists. I've envisioned it several times, so I'm hoping something like that must be available."
"Is there such a thing as a heart-shaped diamond?"
"Yes, Olivia there is. Like all other diamonds they are either lab grown or a true diamond. So that you are aware Aaron, we're only interested in a natural diamond. And please nothing less than two carats."
"Of course, sir. I'll be right back."
"Fitz, nothing less than two carats. That would be a very expensive necklace."
"I know that, Olivia. I want to buy you things, you know that. We are sharing. I would never ever buy you anything but the best. Be patient with me Olivia. I've never before been in love and I have never wanted to buy any woman other than my mother a piece of jewelry. I do love you Olivia, and in a big way! I wanted my first gift to you to be a heart, why not a beautiful diamond and a big one?
Olivia was beside herself. When Fitz had said he wanted to buy her a piece of jewelry, a two-carat plus diamond necklace never crossed her mind. This would go beyond pampering and even Fitz knew that. Yes, she did know that he wanted to give her tokens of his affection. Why not with a large diamond heart? It was obvious he wished to make a statement tonight. She was his choice and he loved her. Fitz held her hand and brought it to his lips.
"Don't be afraid Olivia to let me love you and shower you with gifts. I want to. I love you and I want the world to know. It's simple really. You are going to look beautiful in that dress of Miss Gloria's. It's simple and elegant. I want you to have something simple and elegant around your neck, a token of my affection for you."
"Here you are sir. Sorry it took so long but these large stones aren't in the regular inventory. They must be gotten from the safe."
The man unfolded the delicate tissues that held the single diamonds and some diamond pendants. He picked up the first stone with tweezers and held it up.
"This is a 2.02 carat weight. There is VS1 clarity. The cut is very good. The color is H grade. The price range for the stand-alone stone is $15,000 American dollars. Next, what we have here is 3.01 carat weight. The cut is excellent and the color is grade G. The clarity is VVS2. This is an excellent value at $35,000 American dollars. Those are the only heart shaped natural diamonds I have on the premises at the moment. These stones can be bracketed or made into a pendant and affixed to the white gold necklace of your choosing for a very modest fee today!
As you can see, I have also brought out heart-shaped pendants that are themselves, filled with beautiful natural stones. They are affixed to white gold and are very beautiful pieces if you are so inclined with interest. The smaller of the pieces is referred to as a puffed diamond pendant. It has approximately two-carats of diamonds in the body of the pendant. Color grade is J and the clarity is SI1. Each stone has an individual prong. It is a very good value at only $7,500 American dollars. The larger pendant has a five-carat total weight. It contains 600 quality cut pave diamonds. Color grade is I-J and clarity is VS1, with tiny imperfection one would only see under magnification. The piece is set in 14 karat white gold and will fit up to a 3-millimeter necklace. It is an exceptional value at $10,000 American dollars. For any pendant that you may choose today a 2-millimeter 14-karat gold necklace is yours for free. Do you see anything you like sir?"
"I do. And would you bring out the loupe so I may take a closer look at these pieces please? However, the choice isn't mine. It's up to the lady. Well Olivia, do you see anything you like? Would any of these pieces make your dress pop?" Fitz was a bit of an amateur gemologist. He knew diamonds and wanted the salesman to know it.
"They are all so very beautiful and of course I see something I like Fitz but these prices are very exorbitant. I…"
"Olivia, when we are shopping, we are shopping and not to be cocky but price isn't something you have to worry about. Whatever you what want, tell me and it's yours."
"I absolutely adore that pendant with the pave diamonds and of course that solitaire diamond that weighs over 3 carats is very, very, nice. It is a hard choice. Can I be honest with you Fitz?"
"Please do Olivia. Honesty is always the best policy." He was smiling at her with such a loving look on his face.
"I would love to have that diamond heart that cost $35,000 dollar around my neck. It's absolutely gorgeous and its simple elegance; I have no words. However, it's too much for you to spend on me right now. I could never buy you a gift like that, at least not until I have my own income. I plan to be with you for a very long time so you will have ample time to buy me gifts. For now, I will choose the pave diamond pendant. I think it will be lovely with my new dress."
All of the pieces were exquisite. After observing the pieces under the loupe Fitz couldn't disagree with any of the salesman's assessments. All of these pieces would be much more valuable in the states. Olivia his beautiful love had made her practical choice. He wasn't going to try and talk her out of it.
"You heard the lady, the pave diamond pendant it is."
"And how would you prefer to pay for your beautiful diamond piece, Sir?"
"American Express please." Fitz handed Aaron his Black American Express card.
"Come with me down to that register over there if you please, Mr. Grant. Herve, would you please box up the pave diamond pendant for the beautiful lady."
Olivia was holding the pendant in her hand. It was beautiful and her first piece of jewelry from Fitz. He said they were starting a tradition. She looked over at the man she had fallen madly in love with and she said a quick silent prayer. "I know Fitzgerald Grant is the one Lord. Please give me the strength to hold him and keep him with me forever. Also help me to tell him that I'm a virgin and please don't let him be mad." It was the silliest prayer ever. Olivia knew better! You don't ask God for frivolous things. You asked God for worthy things, like to feed the hungry, clothe the poor, heal the sick, and to put back together ravished nations! She felt a moment of shame for her actions, but only for a moment. Was it a bad sign that Fitz could make her forget just about anything?
The man boxed and bagged her bounty. Fitz came over and grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips. He laid a sweet kiss upon it. He just kept looking at her for more than a minute and Olivia, she simply stared back.
"I love you, Olivia. I hope you will let me do the honor of clasping your necklace around your neck tonight. It's my first official gift to you."
"No, my roses were your first official gift to me. And don't forget my dress and shoes. Those were gifts as well."
"Okay, if you say so. Promise me though, you will let me put on your necklace tonight."
"Fitz, tonight is going to be so special for us. And you have gone out of your way to make sure that I have everything I need to make it an even more memorable night for me. Of course, you will get the honor of putting on my beautiful necklace, Sir Fitzelot. You have more than earned knightly praise and rewards on this day."
"I want a lot of knightly praise and rewards tonight, Lady Olivia."
"And you shall have them, Sir Fitzelot."
"Let's get some lunch. Then I'll get you home so I can claim my belle of the ball at seven-thirty sharp."
They had a wonderful light lunch of blackened snapper and a fresh salad. Fitz had told her there would be food galore at the party tonight so they should eat light so they could sample more. Fitz loved to eat good food. The snapper was excellent but the two of them were obviously so deeply in love, they were simply pushing the food around on their plates. Instead of eating, they were delving a little more into each other's lives. Definitely in love but really strangers, they both wanted to know everything they could about the other. At some point tonight it wouldn't matter that they had only met days ago. Hours from now they would begin to extinguish the fire they had for each other.
Fitzgerald Grant, the debonair rich elitist that had been bedding the opposite sex since he was fifteen was somewhat anxious about tonight as well. He was experienced and worldly. He knew what he wanted sexually from a mate and he was sure Olivia did as well. All they needed to do figuratively was to express their desires to each other and to "come" together. The fact that they loved each and wanted to please the other undoubtedly would take their sexual relationship to a new level.
His father had often said that every thought he had about his previous lovers went out the window after his first encounter with his mother. His mother made him forget every lover his father had known. Gabriella Garnier had fulfilled his every dream and she had been doing it for forty-years. That was what he wanted with Olivia. He wanted a love for a lifetime!
Olivia Pope, brilliant scientist and on the brim of becoming a full-fledged physician, on the other hand had never had real sex with a man. She hadn't been saving herself for marriage; she was waiting for true love to come along and sweep her off of her feet. Well, he had arrived and it was time to put up or shut up! She would lose her virginity tonight and even with all of her knowledge of the subject she was very anxious. Darcie and not even her medical books would mean anything in several hours. Yes, she was anxious but she knew that it would all work out. They loved each other and that would get them through this. Fitzgerald was going to do magical things to her body and she intended to give back as good as she got. Things were going to get hot in the Caymans tonight!
After lunch Fitz took Olivia home. He walked her right up to the door, took her in his arms, and started kissing her passionately. He didn't give a shit who was watching and neither did Olivia. The man's kisses made her weak inside and out. They had ignited a flame. They needed to take this fire behind closed doors. Would he like to come in for a minute? Would he? He thought she would never ask.
The would-be lovers walked inside the door and it was on. Olivia had closed the door and locked it. Fitz had her locked into an embrace and against the wall of her foyer before Olivia knew what was happening. His kiss was devouring. He wasn't holding her. He didn't need to! His hands were braced on the wall. His body was pressed into hers and he was grinding his erection onto her. Her arms were around his neck, her hands roaming through his hair at first. Then both of her hands were on his ass pulling him to her. They were both on fire!
His hands eventually left the wall and went to her breasts caressing, molding, and kneading. What the man wouldn't give to have her naked and under him right now. If he could just touch her maybe he could make it through a party and dinner, just maybe.
It wasn't enough to feel his touch through her dress. Olivia wished that the dress was off. It would give him better assess to touch her with his mouth and his hands. Where would this all go if she told him she wanted her dress off and his mouth on her breasts? She also wanted to touch him everywhere. She felt his hand go under her dress and Olivia sighed with relief. He wanted it off also. His lust was as great as hers.
Fitz broke the searing kiss and was placing little nips on her face and neck before he whispered in her ear. "I need to touch you Olivia. May I touch you? Please just for a minute. The night is coming for us but I need to touch you now."
She was on fire. It was so sensual his grinding into her. Her entire body was in sexual overload. She knew that her breasts were extremely sensitive to his touch, could he make her come again? He had already made it plain where there first real sexual encounter would happen. It wasn't here! There would be preparation for tonight. There would be condoms and a time for the discussion of her virginity. He needed to touch her just for a minute. She needed to touch him as well.
"Then touch me, I want you to."
Olivia's excitement grew. He wanted to touch her intimately. She loved his touch. It thrilled her. She never considered exactly where he would touch her. In her mind she was expecting him to pull a breast from her bra and he would start sucking. She was wrong.
"Open your legs, Olivia. Open them for me." His hand was already atop of her mound. His hand roamed over the fine silk of her thong. He felt down below hoping he would only find a narrow string between her legs. There it was, just a narrow string! Grateful to the thong gods, he smiled.
He didn't have to say it again. Olivia changed her stance and parted her legs. At first, he cupped her entire triangle, palming her again and again. Then, she felt his fingers sifting through her bush. He was also hissing like a snake as he touched her. She inhaled sharply and her head fell back into the wall. She felt him shift the narrow string aside. At first his fingers rubbed back and forth across her vaginal lips. His touch was gentle and light. He continued the featherlight caresses gathering her juices on his fingers from her opening.
"You are wet for me Livvy. So fucking wet and juicy." Threading fingers through her bush, he found what he was searching for and began rubbing his slick fingers back and forth across her clit. Olivia was becoming loss. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was coming out of her ragged and uneven. He was still talking in her ear, dirty talk, telling her what he would do to her right now and what she would feel. It felt so good. Her body was moving on its own, she couldn't stop it. Those light touches on her clitoris were about to make her curse out loud. "Shit! Fitz, don't stop, please!"
"I won't stop, I promise. Look at me. Open your eyes and look at me Livvy. Feel what I'm doing to you. Do you feel it Sweet Baby? I'm rubbing your love button with your own sweet nectar. You are so slick and so damned wet. Do you feel like you are about to burst?"
"Fitz, I need…"
"I know what you need. I always have known! Come for me Livvy." He slipped his middle finger inside her to where her G-spot should be. That finger began to do magic there while his thumb now circled her clit. His tongue slashed at her ear and he nibbled at her lobe, all the time whispering in her ear!
"Is it good to you Sweet Baby? I know it is. Come for me, Sweet Livvy, come."
It was more than good. It was heavenly. Her entire body tightened and coiled and then she was sprung! Olivia cried out his name as the explosion claimed her. Her legs were like jelly. He and he alone held her upright. Her head fell onto his shoulders as her walls convulsed around his finger!
"Fitz, please hold me. Don't let go!"
"I won't, not ever." He held her sure and steady reveling in her release. He took a calming breath attempting to bank his own fire. His dick was literally about to burst through his pants. If he had been a lesser man, he might have opened his pants and plunged into her without a thought as to pregnancy and anything else, but he wouldn't. Even though he doubted if he had ever wanted and needed anything as much as he did Olivia Pope right now! He checked himself. He could control his lust for now. Tonight, would come and so would his turn. This was totally for Olivia. Tonight, would be for the two of them.
"Can you stand on your own now Livvy?"
She shook her head yes. She had yet to get her breathing back to normal. She was just staring at Fitz her mind still reeling from that orgasm he had given her with just one single solitary finger. His finger had entered her and she had felt nothing but pleasure, no pain at all. She'd had an earth-shattering release. In fact, she was still feeling minute contractions and yet she was a virgin still. He was standing there watching her. Finally, the last spasm rippled through her and Olivia moved against his finger bereft for her pleasure to end. Only when her spasms had totally ceased did Fitz remove his finger from her. He held up the glistening soaking wet finger, looked at it and smiled at her. He then rubbed the wetness on his finger across her lips.
"Taste yourself Livvy."
Again, he didn't have to repeat himself. Olivia's tongue came out of her mouth and rimmed her lips. Her own taste was intoxicating. She gave him a big satisfied smile. Meanwhile he proceeded to take the same finger into his mouth and suck it clean.
"Uhmmmm, you taste so damned good Sweet Baby. I don't intend to stop kissing, licking, lapping, sucking, and fucking you tonight until I get enough. It going to be a long night, Olivia."
Olivia had never imagined she would like a man saying "improper' sexual things to her. She no longer found his words improper. She found that she loved it when Fitz talked dirty. I did all sorts of things to her. And the way he called her Livvy! She hoped he was indeed planning to fuck her all night long!
"I want it to be a very long night. Fitz, that was wonderful. It was even better than before. The things you make me feel, I haven't any words. But what about you? I've had two magnificent orgasms and you have yet to have one. It doesn't seem fair to me."
"Love is give and take, Olivia. It doesn't have to be fair. No one person receives all the benefits. You will see. Tonight, I guarantee that there will be many screams of mutual satisfaction and delight. You trust me, don't you?"
"With all my heart. Will I get to taste you tonight as well?" Olivia asked him as her tongue lapped out again to taste herself. Her actions made Fitzgerald Gerald harder! This woman was all he had ever dreamed.
"Oh my darling Livvy, you get to do whatever you want, don't you know that? You are a such a magnificent woman. You haven't the vaguest idea of the power you wield, do you?" They sealed this unexpected interlude with kisses and promises that they both intended to keep. Fitz pulled himself away from her and left. He needed to leave before he did something stupid. He was already on shaky ground and he was hard as stone!
As for Olivia she still smiling. Another wonderful day with the man she now loved. She was in a state of sexual euphoria. Her body was still humming. Her euphoria was short-lived. No sooner than she had waved goodbye to Fitz and the car had pulled away did her phone began to ring. It was no doubt her mother. She had promised to talk to her mother and she would. Just not right now. She had just shared something joyous and momentous with the man that she loved. An encounter with Tessa Pope would end that joy.
No, she would savor it for a little while longer before she would let her family ruin it. Olivia walked down to her bedroom. She went to stand in front of her Nana's beautiful antique mirror. Her skin was flushed. Her dress was wrinkled from being pushed up to her waist. There was a big grin on Olivia's face. She was going to love having real sex with Fitzgerald Grant. She just knew she would. She could hardly wait.
"He's arrived Nana, my knight has come for me."
Olivia went into the bathroom to pee. When she wiped herself, she couldn't believe how slick and wet she still was down there. It was all her response to what Fitz had done to her! And there hadn't been any lubricant involved just her own sexual excitement and secretions. She was becoming less and less anxious about having sexual intercourse with Fitz even though she was technically still a virgin. Of course, his finger wasn't his engorged penis. There was a big, big, difference. However, knowing that her own lubrications would help her accept him into her body decreased some of her anxiety. All would be well. Twenty minutes later she called her mother.
"Hi Mom. I'm home. I'm coming up. We can talk in person."
"I was hoping you would. Please come on up Olivia."
Olivia took the stairway to the main house. She unlocked the deadbolt and entered her childhood home. Her mother was sitting at the kitchen table. She had a glass of wine in her hand. Her mother loved wine too but she never drank alcohol this time of day. This wasn't going to be good.
"What's up Mother. You need to fortify yourself with alcohol to talk to me?"
"No, Olivia. I called you as soon as your caller left. I was just calling to make sure you were alright. I know that you feel you know the man but I still worry. Plus, your father had called. I'm just calming my nerves a little. Your father knows you were all around town today with the young man you are dating and he wasn't happy. Someone saw you at lunch today and passed the news on. He called me in a huff. I tried to calm him down. He's furious."
"Well, that's his problem! I'm not hiding it, Mother. I'm in a relationship with the man. We went shopping today and we had lunch and he brought me home. I invited him in for a few minutes. There's nothing unusual about that! And people love to talk and gossip. That's all some people have to do. I know Father's upset about me seeing Fitz but it is what it is. I intend to see him regardless of who is against it. I have already told both of you that I intend to have a relationship with him. In my opinion, there is no need for drama."
"You are right of course. I admire you for your convictions. A woman has a right to choose her lot in life about all things. I don't agree with your father on this but I'd rather not argue with him about it. Thomas can be most foolish when he thinks he's right and everyone else is wrong! You must do what is right for you Olivia."
"I intend to Momma. I'm now sure that I love Fitzgerald Grant and he loves me back. We are going forward with our relationship. I'm aware that I can't count on your support against father in this instance. I was hoping however you would talk to him perhaps to get him to see a modicum of reason. He has already called Uncle Jim and involved him in my private business. Luckily for me Uncle Jim is a reasonable man. He seems to understand that I'm in love with the man after a few days. It does happen you know?"
"Yes, it does Olivia. Love can come quickly or it can be standing long, never going away. I hope that is what you have with your young man. I pray he cares enough for you to be gentle and kind. I know you had been saving yourself for marriage. I have wanted to tell you that you should not! It is your body to share as you deem fit. All of those things I said to you all those years ago and even a few days ago are the things a woman desperate to keep peace in her home would say. As a man sows his oats, a woman should be able to as well. Your father is very angry with you Olivia because you have dared to defy him. Do not let the man sway you. Go after your heart's desire. I promise you; I'm standing with you."
Olivia knew that alcohol gave some humans unusual courage. They gained courage to say things they normally wouldn't say. Alcohol could give one a false sense of bravado. Some of Tessa Pope's deepest feelings had neared the surface. Olivia wondered how long she had been drinking. In all of her life she had never known Tessa to defy Thomas Pope on anything. She hoped against hope that her mother's eyes were beginning to open even if her courage was coming from a bottle. False bravado and all, she wouldn't let her mother off the hook. There had been a lifetime of disappointment from her mother.
"What brought this on Mother. You never defy Father on anything. He walks all over you. He cheats with every willing woman on this island and you know it. It's so disrespectful. I can hardly bear to look at the man. Day in and day out you treat him with kingly honor after all he has done? How humiliating for you, I wouldn't tolerate it for one day, let alone a life time."
"I tolerate it all Olivia because I'm the reason for your father's failures. He cheats to punish me. He cheats to humiliate me. I know that and I have grown to accept it. Your father isn't a very nice man."
"I know all of that mother but really. No woman causes a man to cheat. All men have the capability to be faithful. There isn't a rule that says they must stick their private parts in a woman that is not their wife! They do it because they want to. They are selfish and without honor. You are married to such a man."
"Yes, Thomas Pope is such a man. He went away to medical school and I waited for him to come back home, propose, and marry me. He did. I was faithful to your father, presenting him with a maidenhead never breached and still he dishonors me. On our wedding night he took me without a thought of the pain he caused me. The entire night was about the pleasure of Thomas Pope.
It could've been on my wedding night that I grew cold and callous toward the man, but I doubt it. I had already known I didn't love him. There was someone else. I couldn't respond to Thomas as he wanted me to, Olivia. Within six months he was whoring all over this island. I think his want of a son is the only reason he continued to even share my bed. I conceived and had Tommy and he began again as he continues to do now. He has told me to my face that I'm a frozen woman with no idea how to please a husband. And he has neither the time or inclination to "thaw" me out. So, he finds other unfrozen women to take care of his needs. I assume that sometimes even his unfrozen whores are unavailable and he comes to me. Still your father is a hard brutish man. My lack of response antagonizes him and I'm made to pay for it. I try to please him in other ways Olivia to keep the peace. I cook, I clean, and treat him with great respect in his home catering to the needs of his that I can fulfill."
"Mother for the love of God, why would you stay in such a marriage and be used like that? Leave him and start a new life. You are only lately in your fifties. You would condemn yourself to this life because of the guilt you feel because you can't respond sexually to your husband? Have you or your husband sought counseling or guidance for this problem that plagues your marriage? (Tessa shook her head, no!) Of course, you haven't! Thomas Pope sees himself as a king and you are his handmaiden!
This is a fools' errand you are on. I wish I could help you but I can't. Most likely when I finish my studies, I won't return here mother. I will no longer be able to act as buffer between you two and your war. I intend to practice medicine in the States. You will be on your own mother with a man that doesn't love you.
As for me I have chosen my path and it's a path with Fitzgerald Grant. Together we have begun a remarkable journey. We have spent three remarkable days together and I'm to meet his family tonight. I won't let you or father stand in the way of the happiness I've found. You should relay that to your husband when he gets home. He has been good at manipulating all of us, even Tommy. As of now I'm out of the loop. I won't let him spoil my joy today, tomorrow, or in the future. So please let your husband know when he gets home that unless he has some positive injection, there is nothing to be said! I have to get ready for my date!"
"Olivia, wait." The woman got up from her chair and embraced her daughter. She held her tightly for several minutes before she spoke again. "I love you, Olivia. You are the best part me and you are nothing at all like Thomas Pope. You go and live your life to the fullest. I will be fine right here in my home. I wish you the best of luck with his parents tonight. If you love him Olivia and he loves you back, don't let him go for anything in this world. I suspect true love only happens once in a lifetime."
"I love you too, Mother. And for sure, I intend to keep him. I will be gone for a few days, how many I'm not sure. I'm going away with Fitzgerald Grant. I was going to lie and not tell the truth. I find that I don't have the stomach for lies today. You may tell your husband anything you want about my disappearance for several days. For certain, I could care less what he is told. I have to go. I have to get dressed."
"Good luck Olivia."
That little "talk" with her mother had left her warm on one side and cold on the other. She had known going up those stairs would dim her joy somewhat but she had always been able to compartmentalize the actions of her parents. Thomas and Tessa Pope had a shitshow going on upstairs. She loved her mother and regrettably she still cared for her father. She wasn't sure she any respect for either of them even after that "talk" with her mother. She was going to count to ten and she was erasing the Tessa & Thomas saga from her mind. Cinderella had a ball to attend!
Olivia took a hot leisurely bath, turned on the jacuzzi to further relax her body. Fitz had given her body calm and relaxation this afternoon with that extraordinary orgasm he had laid on her right in the foyer. She would never forget what he'd made her feel. Tonight, was the night she would give her body and soul to the man of her choosing and she was happy about it. She exited the tub and dried herself off. She misted herself with body oil and creamed her body head to toe.
Olivia was one of those blessed women that wasn't very hairy. The only thing that was really hairy on Olivia was her bush. Darcie had advised her to trim it and perhaps have a design made such as an arrow, a small triangle, a letter, or a number cut into it. None of it appealed to her. She was glad she had left it as it was. Fitz had whispered in her ear two hours ago how much he liked her "bushy pussy" and how he intended to dine on it tonight. When she had rubbed her scent behind her ears, she had dabbed just a little on her bush as well.
Darcie had told about this product called Pussy Delights. It was a glorified lip gloss for the vagina. It flavored the vaginal lips, just the lips. It was applied more or less the same as lipstick or chapstick. There were simple flavors, vanilla, strawberry, chocolate, honey, peach, etc. She had purchased the five-pack but hadn't decided if she would use any of them at all. She had tasted herself and the natural taste was awesome to her. She hoped her experience with Fitz was the same. If there was to be cunnilingus tonight there would also be fellatio. Even thought she wouldn't have any idea what she would be doing, Olivia was in a very giving mood!
She kept the little hair that formed under her arms, and on her arms and legs at bay with the use of electrolysis twice a year. Her legs and arms were as smooth as a baby's bottom. Blessed with flawless skin, there was nothing really to hide with make-up. She usually applied the base and dusted on powder and she was done. She did that tonight but she also added a little blush and covered her eyelids with a dusky gray. She was pinning up her hair tonight but leaving tendrils along the sides and the back.
Her dress should arrive at any minute and she was very anxious to see the finished product. She didn't intend to dress fully until around seven. She was looking at the beautiful necklace Fitz had bought for her. It was gorgeous and it would go well with her ensemble. She had loved that huge heart-shaped solitary diamond best. It would have been a beautiful accessory for her dress but she couldn't let him spend that type of money on one piece of jewelry. This pave heart was lovely and she was happy to have anything at all from him. It was obvious he was going to be generous in their relationship. She was a very lucky woman.
Olivia's plan for revealing her virginity was easy. Once they got into the proper setting this evening, she would tell him. It shouldn't be that big of a deal anyway. Today had proven that her hymen was partially displaced anyway. His finger had slid inside of her with little effort. His kisses and fondling would make her slippery and wet and he would push into her just as his finger had done. Whatever pain there was must be bearable because women had been doing it for years. She too would survive and get on to the good stuff that Darcie had told her about. She was so ready for it all!
Olivia took a calming breath and sat down in one of the chairs that lined the island in her kitchen. She was so happy and carefree. Her mood was changed a little since that talk with her mother, though not completely. She was still happy. Fitz loved her enough to want her to meet his family. She would be with the man she loved at his family's home and then they would go to the proper setting and finally he would make love to her. There was that and there was the fact that her mother had stood up for her and herself a little. As unfortunate as that talk with her mother had been, some good had come of it. Perhaps her mother would break free. Her phone was ringing. She ran to her bedroom where she had left her phone. It was Fitz. Her smile returned full blast!
"Hello Fitz."
"Hello Olivia. I had begun to worry. Is everything alright? I had called you earlier and left a message and you didn't respond."
"I'm sorry Fitz. I had a little talk with my mother earlier and I left my phone at my place. My father knows that I'm cavorting all over town with you! He called my mother to talk to her about my wicked ways. We are the talk of the town according to him. The word has spread probably from Miss Gloria. I don't care how he found out, really, I don't. Plus, I don't care who knows about us. I love you and the entire world can know for all I care. My father and I will eventually have a showdown, but guess what Fitz? I will defend myself well. My talk with my mother went well, much better that expected. She advised me to follow my heart and not let others tell me what to do. I think she will intervene on my behalf of her own accord. She said she was on my side in this thing. She defended me and us Fitz. I couldn't believe it!"
"But are you alright Olivia? I had wanted to be with you during your conversation with your parents about us. I feel that you may need my support when interacting with them. They need to know that you aren't standing alone anymore, you have me to love and protect you. I intend to honor your parents Olivia but I won't allow them bully or badger you about us."
"I'll admit to being shaken a little with her conversation. She was drinking in the middle of the day seeking liquid courage, I think. My father is such a bully so for my mother to say she's going against him about anything is major. I'm hoping she will stand up to him for herself more than me. I can take care of myself! And then I know that I have you."
She heard the doorbell ring. It was just after five o'clock.
"Fitz, I think my dress and shoes are here. Hold on!" Fitz could hear Olivia in the background saying her dress was beautiful. She found a tip for the carrier and returned to the phone.
"It's absolutely gorgeous Fitz. It's so beautiful just hanging on the hanger I can only imagine what it will look like on me. I will be the belle of the ball. I can't wait for you to see it."
"I can't wait to see it either. I miss you, Olivia. I can't wait for tonight. Today was wonderful, all of it. I can't wait to see you in that dress but mainly I can't wait to take it off of you. I can't wait to make you mine Olivia. I mean it. If I know Gabriella Grant dinner will begin promptly at eight thirty. She gives her guests thirty minutes to mingle and dinner starts. That being said we can make a clean exit around nine-fifteenish. Our bed awaits us, Olivia."
"Fitz we can't appear too anxious to leave. We will have to mingle after dinner as well. I'm sure your mother will expect us to. I was hoping to get to know them and your friends a little better.
"Yes, she will be expecting us to hang around. However, she doesn't know that tonight will be our first night together. She doesn't know the extent of my lust for you. She doesn't know that I've had a perpetual hard-on for days! If she did mother would probably postpone her party. She would feel sorry for me. Plus, Mother believes in love at first sight. It sort of happened for her and my father. My mother is a big romantic."
"So am I Fitz. I'm a big romantic too. In about two hours you will be here. Fitz, I don't think my father will be here when you arrive. If he should be here, and chooses to confront you, please ignore him and come on to my place. I've said I won't let Thomas Pope spoil my joy and I mean it."
"I will be on the lookout for mad fathers. You need not worry though Olivia I can take care of myself. And I will take care of you Olivia. Please don't forget I am your knight, your Sir Fitzelot. I promise I'm quite capable of slaying dragons and all sorts of things. You have but to call upon me."
"And I promise I will if there is something I can't handle myself. I've been on my own for a long time Fitz so don't become too worried about me."
"It's not like that, Olivia. I know very well that you have been independent for years. You can take care of yourself. The fact that you have a black belt in Taekwondo and can handle a gun is amazing. The point is, you aren't alone anymore. You have a partner. You have me."
"That I do. And I promise to call upon you if you are needed. I will be fine. You aren't to worry. Fitz I'm still looking at my dress. It's so beautiful. Miss Gloria does remarkable work. The inside label says made by G. Andrade for Olivia Pope. She also has sent you a very high bill Fitz. You have spent so much money on me today. In fact, an outrageous amount of money. I have to get accustomed to the fact that you are filthy rich."
"Olivia don't bemoan the fact that I have money. I do, I have lots of it. And I intend to share my money with you. That is a certainty that won't change. Don't forget to give me that bill. Miss Gloria must be paid for her work. Look I know you must be preparing for tonight. I will be there promptly at seven-thirty and Olivia, I plan to come inside."
"Alright to everything, but no hanky-panky before the party. See you soon."
Talking with Fitz had eased her mind. She placed all untoward thoughts where they belonged in the garbage. She had recently done both a manicure and pedicure only days ago. How convenient. She had chosen Fitz' favorite color the deep purple or as the bottle said, popping raspberry. She went into her bedroom and laid on top of the bed. A quick nap was in order. She would be up late tonight.
Exactly forty minutes later her alarm went off. It was seven o'clock. Fitz would be here in thirty minutes. She wanted to be ready. She revived her make-up and got dressed. The only thing beneath the dress was her panties which were part panty and part thong. She wasn't offering any resistance this evening. None at all. She walked to the full-length mirror to admire her handiwork. She looked dazzling and she knew it. Miss Gloria had been right about the shoes. They were made for that dress. She put on her accessories. The one-carat diamond studs in her ears were from her parents when she had graduated from high school. The diamond bracelet was from Uncle Jim. She had the diamond necklace on the night stand. Fitz had wanted to place it on her neck. It would be an honor to wear his gift tonight. It was a symbol of his love for her. She held his heart he had said and she believed she did! For sure he now held hers.
She had chilled a bottle of her favorite wine. She wanted them to have a toast before they left for the party. In her mind they were destined for a lifetime. She hoped he felt the same way. At last, it was seven-twenty-five. He would be here in five minutes. There hadn't been a peep from upstairs. She had heard her father come home. She had listened discreetly for more than five minutes at the top of the stairs for screaming and hollering. There was none. Her father was apparently silent and her mother had nothing else to say. Her father hadn't left the house and neither had her mother. Whatever, she was in another world tonight. Thomas and Tessa Pope were out of it!
Fitz arrived at exactly seven-thirty. He exited the car carrying roses yet again in his arms. They were all white this time. There were two dozen of them wrapped in cellophane and secured with a beautiful bow. It was a deep dark purple. He had told Audrey it was the color that Olivia often colored her lips.
He rung the door bell and a vision he would never forget answered the door. He loved her hair down best but tonight it was enchanting. Long curly tendrils hung from both sides and down her back whilst the body of her hair was in an upsweep filled with curls atop of her head. There were diamond studs in her ears and her make-up was perfect. Her long slender neck emerged from the beautiful black dress. Two perfect mounds made exquisite cleavage just waiting for his touch. The dress was clinging to her just as Miss Gloria said it would. If he never spent another dime in his life, the money spent on that dress was money well spent.
"Fitz, you are right on time as I knew you would be. And you have brought me more flowers, white roses this time. I love white roses. They are so majestic. That beautiful purple bow only adds to their beauty. Thank-you. Luckily, I have another vase. We must get some more pictures. Did you get the images I sent a couple of hours ago? Let me get the camera."
He walked in and Olivia closed and locked the door. She turned and walked away from him and the man was lost. It appeared as if Olivia had been poured into that dress. Her ass was perfectly rounded and it was real. And God bless her for insisting that the hemline be four inches above her knees. Her legs were perfect right down to her daintily formed ankles. Her legs were bare. The shoes were a perfect fit. The rhinestones on and back of her dress and those on the heels of her shoes glittered when they caught the light!
Olivia was a vision. How in the hell was he supposed to get through this dinner party without pulling her into room and putting himself inside her? Olivia didn't just walk in those heels. She strutted like a model on the catwalk. She gave off unbelievable sexual vibes when she moved. The thing was she wasn't even aware of it. Of course, she had to know how beautiful she was, but her sexual aura was something altogether different. He watched her until she disappeared into her bedroom. He was hardening and he couldn't help himself. He wondered if he would ever be able to get enough of this woman. She was in his blood.
"Come on Fitz. We have to hurry. I don't want to be late. You've said your mother believes in punctuality. I want to make a good impression. If we are late, they won't blame you they will blame me."
"No one will blame you for anything Olivia. You are my guest and everyone there will know it and had best act as if they know it."
"Okay Sir Fitzelot. If you say so.
Olivia placed her roses in the vase and they took their pictures. Olivia gave Fitz the final bill from the Andrade Boutique. She also gave him the Cartier box with her lovely diamond necklace in it. He had wanted to place it around her neck and she wanted him to have the honors. It was his first tangible gift to her and she loved it. She placed a kiss upon his lips. She also poured each of them wine in their glasses. She gave Fitz his glass.
"I love you Fitzgerald Grant. This necklace means a lot to me. I consider it your first real gift to me. Thank-you. Now a toast to us and the love we have found." They both raised their glasses in salute to their love.
"I love you Olivia Pope with all my heart. I don't believe I could ever fully explain to you what I feel for you. You took my breath away the very first time I laid eyes on you and you continue to do it every single time I see you. You look amazing tonight. You are so beautiful to me and without a doubt you own my heart. The necklace you hold is special but I know you admired that solitary diamond heart more. I admired it too. It's a beautiful piece and when I saw it, I knew where it belonged, around your neck."
Fitz reached into his pocket and withdrew another Cartier box. He opened it and inside was the beautiful three carat diamond that Olivia Pope had actually wanted but had felt the price tag was too much, too soon. Well Fitzgerald Grant didn't think so. He knew Olivia had wanted that necklace and he meant for her to have it. He had purchased it right along with the pave heart. $45,000 was a small amount of what he would spend on this woman given a chance. He loved her.
"You will get to wear your other necklace at another time. Would you accept this second gift from me and wear it tonight for me?"
Olivia flew into his arms and kissed him passionately. She had promised she wouldn't kiss him like this and ruin her lipstick. All of her good intentions had gone out of the window. Fitz was kissing her back like he was starved for her. For a few minutes; they had gone into their own world. Everything else was locked out. Heat had engulfed them like they were in a sauna. Olivia had pressed her body into his and her six-inch heels placed her mons right when it needed to be.
"Jesus Christ Olivia, I want you so much. I need you so much. Let me put your necklace around your neck and let's leave here before I put you on top of that island and ruin your pretty dress. I mean it Olivia."
"I know you do Fitz. I shouldn't have kissed you like that. You don't get to ruin this dress until after the party. You know that. I know that. I can't believe you bought the other necklace as well. I did want that one so much. It's beautiful. You're so good to me."
"Turn around Olivia." He fastened the necklace around her neck. It was a magnificent piece of jewelry. "It's perfect Olivia. That piece will tell our story for us tonight."
"Yes, it will. Let me refresh my lipstick. We have to go." She did. Olivia came out of the powder room holding the beautiful diamond heart between her fingers. "You are right Fitz. My necklace looks magnificent and I love it and you! Let's go. I can't wait to meet your family."
They would be there in ten minutes. Olivia couldn't shake off all of her nervousness. She was on her way to meet the parents of the man she loved. She hoped deep in her heart that they would accept her. She and Fitz needed at least one set of family on their side. Fitz was holding her hand as they rode in the car. They agreed to no other touching until they left the party. Holding hands was their limit for now!
"I know you are nervous Olivia but you shouldn't be. My family will love you. I know they will especially after they see how much I love you. Trust me, all will be well."
Olivia pulled his hand to her lips. "How I do love you Sir Fitzelot, my own precious knight. Yes, all will be well because you have said so!"
