Chapter 26

Olivia and Fitz had lain abed the next day because they had spent the night having a never-ending sexual marathon. It was Olivia's very first such event but she was hoping it wouldn't be her last. It had been a glorious night. After Fitz had gone to the condom box twice more during the night Olivia had been tempted to tell him about his Christmas present. He was so committed to not impregnating her and being the condom police. Olivia appreciated the gallantry of her knight. Inexperienced as she was, she felt that surely some of their great spontaneity was lost. She had the ability to put an end to it by simply saying, "I'm protected now." She wanted to wait!

She had already given him the gift of her body but this gift would be more special if Darcie was to be believed. It was a loving gift and she wanted to give it to him at Christmas. This was their very first Christmas together. What did one give a man that had the ability to have anything in the world he wanted? There probably wasn't much out there he didn't already have. She had painstakingly picked out her other gifts for Fitz. She had enlisted the help of his mother and Audrey to find gifts that would possibly delight him. When you had a boyfriend that you had only known for a month you had to be ingenious. The tangible things she had bought for him were very nice things. She was hoping that he would be impressed by the degree she had gone to find unique gifts for him.

Olivia didn't want to dwell on their sex life too much because sex wasn't everything. It really wasn't but it was very important to the foundation they were building. There were many other aspects to their relationship. They both were highly sexual beings and sex was proving to be a very integral part of who and what they were. It wouldn't always be like this. This insatiable need they had for the other would eventually wane. Her medical knowledge had told her that, but until it did, she would do everything in her power to make it wonderful for them both. Fitz had taken the lead, after all, she was the novice. Thus far, he had always put her desires and needs first. That was understandable because he was the leader. He was the one that knew everything. He had taught or was teaching her what he most desired in the sexual realm and she was learning exactly what pleased her most. Which seemed to be just about everything!

To be this happy and for them to be so sexually compatible was a great thing. Not all couples were so lucky. And on Christmas night they would enter into a new phase of loving. She could hardly wait! According to Darcie, "raw" sex was going to really curl her toes. Olivia had awakened first and she was lying there thinking and watching Fitz sleep. They hadn't made any real plans for today. They were actually going to shop on Christmas Eve. Fitz said he was eager to go shopping with her. He wanted to see her in shopping mode for several hours. He wanted to see how she did it!

It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. Apparently, she and Fitz were very tired. They both had expounded a lot of energy overnight. She had stopped counting her multiple orgasms after the count was eight to four. After their last round they had gone out on the balcony and watched another sunrise in their birthday suits. She was skeptical whereas Fitz was uninhibited about it. The nearest estate was at least two acres away and his parents definitely were asleep. Besides, Fitz assured her that everyone around here was dead asleep at sunrise except security. What about security? Weren't they watching the mansion and the grounds?

"Olivia, I know this is all very new for you but I would never allow you to be compromised in anyway. Yes, security is watching and monitoring everything around us. Their purpose is to protect and keep us secure and safe. The Grant security team is an outstanding group of men and women. They protect us and allow us to live our lives. No one would purposely spy on us Olivia. We all exert a certain amount of freedom here on the estate. Security is trained to respect our privacy on all levels. We are safe from prying eyes Olivia, trust me."

"Of course, we are. I simply have to adjust to living with you. I know you would never allow us to be compromised." She had taken his hand and they gone to watch the sunrise. After observing the magnificent sunrise, they had gone to bed. The two lovers had fallen into each other's arms and slept like babies. Now she was the first to awaken and was wondering what the new day would bring. She was hungry. She had last eaten anything around eight-thirty. She didn't want to awaken Fitz. He was the one to cry uncle this morning!

She eased out of the bed and grabbed a robe, his, and walked out into the apartment. She went into the kitchen wondering what she would find. She was surprised to find the refrigerator was fully stocked. The shelves of the pantry were stocked as well. That wasn't necessarily a surprise. Her boyfriend was an excellent cook. She knew he could cook up something if he chose to do so. He was mainly a special occasion cook! In New York he ate out a lot and when he didn't, he ordered in.

There were many organic juices in the frig. Orange, cranberry, papaya, mango, and grape to name a few. She would start out with a drink and go from there. She had finally made her choice when Fitz came up behind her. She was standing between the huge doubled-door refrigerator holding his mango juice.

Fitz pushed her hair back from her ear, and whispered, "A mango-orange mix over ice is delicious. Are you hungry, Sweet Baby? I imagine you are. You burned up a lot of calories last night." She replaced the bottle of juice, closed the refrigerator door, and turned into his arms. He immediately pulled her into a captive embrace.

"As did you. You were weak as a new born kitten last night after round six as I recall."

"Damn right I was. You put the whammy on me girl. And I loved every minute of it."

"So did I. You make me extremely weak Fitzgerald Grant. I loved the way you put the whammy on me. Whatever a whammy is. And you are right, I need some sustenance if I'm to go on. I just need a bite, Fitz. We can we eat? It's after two o'clock in the afternoon. What time is dinner tonight?"

"Normally, dinner time is six. Mother had a late dinner last night to accommodate our arrival. What do you want to eat?"

"I'm not a picky eater. As you know I don't eat much. I could probably eat anything right now. I imagine you don't feel up to preparing anything. Is there any take out available?"

"Sure, there is! What do you have a taste for?"

"Something simple would be best wouldn't it as dinner is very close? A small sandwich, salad, or bowl of soup, anything really."

Fitz walked away from her and picked up the phone. He hit two numbers and Olivia could hear the phone ringing.

"Good afternoon, Miss Mandy. Yes, your favorite son is home for the holidays. Yes, I do have my new girlfriend with me. No, I didn't find that nice southern girl that you suggested. I did find someone south of our borders though and quite different, just as you advised me to. Her name is Olivia and she's from the Caribbean Islands, Grand Caymans to be exact. Don't worry you will get to meet her. She's going to be with us for the holidays. She's hungry, Miss Mandy. I was hoping you could fix us something light to hold us over until dinner. It doesn't have to be much. She eats like a bird by the way.

We could share a small salad or a couple of bowls of soup with some of your homemade bread. Also, would you check with Taylor and see what red wines are in the cellar. I know I don't have any in my cooler up here. No, no dessert. As you know dinner will be served in a couple of hours. We just need a little something to tide us over until then. I promise. You will get to meet her. Thank-you, Miss Mandy."

Fitz turned back to Olivia with a devastating smile of his face. The look as usual made her heart beat fast. She was tempted to say forget food. She could entice him back into that picture perfect bedroom very easily. Tonight, was coming soon enough. She pushed the sexual imagines she had seen from her mind. She smiled back.

"Miss Mandy is the head bottle-washer and cook around here. She's a self-taught chef and the best cook ever. Contrary to my mother's belief, it's Miss Mandy that is in charge of the Grant kitchen. She started out as the family cook and my traveling nanny. She's been with the family since I was a toddler. She's traveled the world with us. She's family. We all love her to death. I guarantee you will come to love her too."

"She sounds lovely. I can't wait to meet her. Your idea of take-out is very different from mine and quite impressive. Will Miss Amanda mind having to feed us so close to dinner? I don't want your Cook/Nanny upset with me."

"Olivia, Mandy would never think like that. She takes care of us all. She isn't going to mind preparing a little something for us before dinner. It's not a problem believe me."

"I want your family to like me Fitz. She's part of the family and I'm giving here extra work."

"Mandy isn't like that. She helped my father as we traveled around the world from film location to film location. Once I was school age, she was right there. We are all grateful for her service but she is family."

"Again, I want this wonderful woman to like me. If you say she won't mind I have to believe you. So, what do you have planned for today or should I say, what's left of today? I know we are eating dinner with the family, right?"

"Right. I was thinking we would mingle with the family after dinner for a while since we haven't seen them all day. Then later on I want to take you out on the town. Santa Barbara is a very special place at night. There are some very lovely things to see. There's a great jazz club on the wharf. Thursday night is Jazz Fusion night. You want to do some dancing? We haven't danced together since our special night. What do you say, Lady Olivia? Will you dance with me tonight?"

"Yes, I will, my own precious knight. A night of music and dancing sounds wonderful. I can't wait!"

"Neither can I. Our food should be here in less thirty minutes if I know Miss Mandy. Want to take a quick shower and get dressed?"

"Sounds like a plan."

"Those two are just getting up I've been told. I figured they would miss breakfast, but luncheon as well? Fitzgerald has got to allow the girl to come up for air."

"Gabby, don't start. You knew he would monopolize her. This is their first official long tryst. Have you forgotten the Caymans? He found her and we didn't see or hear from him for days. He intends to smother the girl right now. He knows she's the one and he's in a phase. They were conducting a long-distance romance between Boston and NYC. As you know, long distance romances can be hell. New love is the best love. Give him a break Gabby. He was so hurt by that Margot Lily fiasco and to now find love when he least expected it. I suspect Fitz isn't thinking straight.

In fact, I know he isn't thinking straight. He has the woman of his dreams, the one that he intends to marry. He has her for ten plus days. He doesn't know when it will happen again. He doesn't want to miss a minute of time with her. He has promised to be generous and share Olivia with us. And he will, on his own terms. I know you wish to spend time with her yourself, to know her better. She's not Margot Lily, Gabriella. She's on the opposite end of the spectrum from that viper. She's not going to hurt him nor will she disappoint him. I've seen the way she looks at our son. She loves him. All will be fine."

"It took him so long to become our Fitz again. The hurt in his eyes. It was so painful for me as his mother to watch. I blame myself for that horrible phase of his life. I want him happy Jerry. I want him to have what we have."

"All of us bear some of the blame for Margot Lily, but that's over now. I believe he's found his true mate in Olivia. Gabriella, we have to be patient and let him navigate this on his own. He's a big boy. He can take care of himself. He ditched Margot Lily. That was definitely the right move. He poured himself into his work. He's now found a woman to share his life with. I know love when I see it, and so do you."

"You're right. You're rarely wrong about anything. Our son, he's the best of us. He was created out of our love. Sadly, he was the only child I could give you, our precious Fitz. I'm being overprotective and I know it. I promise to stand down and simply be a fly on the wall."

"If you are able to do that my lovely wife, I will personally have another Academy Award made up and given to you on a grand stage myself. You stand down, when your son has brought home the woman he intends to marry?"

"I just wish to get to know her, Jerry. I want her to know that she's accepted into this family. She's from a different world. From what Fitz has told us, she has a turbulent family life. She's to become the daughter we never had. I want her to know that we embrace her."

"And she will know that. You just have to work all of that in when your son let's her come up for air. They've been apart for three weeks. You know what a reunion is like after a sexual hiatus. It hasn't been that long ago that I kept you in bed for almost a week!"

"It was such a lovely week, wasn't it? Again, you are right. I don't get to make the rules for this one. Have you seen the menu for dinner? Amanda has quite a meal planned. Her baby is home and she wants to spoil him. The day we hired her was a day sent from God. What ever would we have done without her?"

"Don't you mean what would I have done without her? I was going to be a great father anyway but Amanda was truly a godsend. She made our entire lives run so seamless. She continues to be a true blessing."

Their lunch arrived and Olivia couldn't believe her eyes. The "small" salad for two looked as if it could feed four people. There were also two steaming small bowls of soup. The smell of the bread on the tray had Olivia pulling the aroma into her lungs. She remembered it from yesterday. Her hunger jumped into overload. She couldn't wait to eat something off of that tray!

Fitz was hardly surprised. Mandy had been feeding him since he was a baby. When he was in residence, she doted on him with his food choices. A hardy grilled vegetable salad was one of his favorites and it was delicious. The seafood soup he was smelling was to die for. He could smell the aroma from the fennel, oregano, and onion. It would be a bit spicy. The green leeks and celery floated in a heavy cream. Fresh haddock or sea bass was usually the fish of choice paired with mussels, scallops, and shrimp. A rich seafood stock enhanced with a couple of splashes of wine in which to simmer it all and you had Mandy's marvelous seafood soup. His mouth was watering.

"Fitz that salad looks remarkable. I can see that it's filled with grilled veggies. It's so colorful and it looks delicious."

"It's Mandy's roasted cauliflower salad. There's mainly roasted cauliflower and red peppers. They are tossed together with red onion, diced carrots, and fresh parsley. She drizzles it with some delicious homemade concoction. You are going to love it."

And she did. It was divine, almost like eating a meat dish. And that soup was extraordinary. Olivia was sad to come to the bottom of the small bowl. She only took one bite of the delicious buttered bread or she wouldn't be able to eat a bit at dinner. Fitz consumed everything that she didn't eat. He was ravenous. He assured her that his appetite would be intact for dinner. The meals here were always delicious. Olivia believed him. Obviously, there were some fabulous cooks in the Grant household!

Olivia got up from the table to take the dishes to the sink and Fitz stopped her. Someone would come to clear the tray and dishes. They had a couple of hours before dinner and he wanted to talk about her residency plans. Again he made if clear that under no circumstances was she to change anything. He was going to work around her initial plans just as they had discussed. Once she began her residency, together they would shop for a house close to the hospital. He preferred a single-family dwelling because Security would be more effectual in that setting.

She could decide later on if she wished to stay part of her current deal with her godfather. According to Olivia, her homes in Atlanta and Cambridge were deeded to both she and James Lockheed. Her cars were also titled the same way. Fitz had no intention of coming between Olivia and in his opinion, the only real parental figure that she had.

Olivia's father was a despicable man that basically had mentally abused his entire family for decades. Her mother was so accustomed to being the door mat of Thomas Pope, he wasn't sure if she knew any other role in life. He had offered to help her anyway he could. She was Olivia's mother and that alone placed her under his protection. Her mother had refused his help or Olivia's for that matter. He didn't want to worry Olivia at this juncture but he suspected that even after this little revolt her mother was likely to return to the husband.

The woman had been under the thumb of a man that was emotionally abusive for years. Fitz had a strong belief that the man physically abused the woman as well. As for Olivia and the brother he had yet to meet, there wasn't a doubt in his head that they were mentally abused by the man. One thing was certain if Thomas Pope ever so much as looked at Olivia sideways or disparaged her in any way in the future, he would answer to him.

One of Olivia's goals was that she intended to pay her godfather back for his largesse once she was an established medical professional. At some point in her life, she had intended to take sole possession of the houses and the cars. She would also return the monies he had afforded her by giving her a generous allowance and her own personal credit card. Her godfather was a very good man. Fitz could see that he truly loved Olivia. And Olivia loved him. He admired the man. Once they were married, he wanted to clear all of Olivia's debt. He didn't want to appear overbearing but he wanted to breach the subject. Olivia's debts should become his debts once they were husband and wife. They had discussed her residency and they came to an agreement. She would stay in Boston and he would commute.

"It was never really an issue for me Fitz. I simply want to be with you. It makes me so happy knowing that we will be together. Everything won't be perfect but I promise I will do my utmost to make it work."

"I know you will. That's why it will work Olivia. That problem is solved. Let's move on to something else I wanted to discuss. How do you feel about me acquiring the debt you have to Uncle Jim after we are married? Would you have a problem with that? I've told you that everything I have is at your disposal. Everything, including all of my money. Sometimes I don't think you believe me."

"Fitz, I believe you. I really do. It's just that it seems somewhat callous for me to allow you acquire my debt. I will have a way to pay Uncle Jim back as soon as I start making my own money. We have an agreement, actually a contract. I feel obligated to live up to that contract. I had to force the man to sign it! He simply wanted to give me two homes, cars, and a substantial amount of money. As my godfather he has given me so much. His greatest gift has been his unconditional love. He's been more of a father to me than Thomas Pope ever was."

"I know that, Olivia. The man has been wonderful to you and your brother. The way he has treated you all of your life, he's to be commended. I know that I'm most grateful for his actions. He could've stood in our way and possibly turned you from me. He saw what was happening between us. He stood back and let it happen. I'm more than grateful to the man. I would be honored to assume your debt from your godfather. I think he would understand me doing so."

"Yes, I think he would. I see why you would wish to do it. Once you become my husband you feel my debts become your obligation. I get that Fitz. There's nothing wrong with that I suppose. My plan had been to pay the debt back myself. I had this vision of myself becoming an independent woman paying my own way once I became a physician and began to make my own living."

"Olivia, technically I'm not assuming your debts. I would be paying off your debt, canceling it. If you are married to one of the richest men on the planet, why should you have debt? It would mean you are free to do as you choose. Once we are married doesn't mean that your independence will be gone. Not at all. I have money, lots of it. It's a blessing, a gift. As my wife, I want to share that gift with you. If I can erase your debt, why wouldn't I? It would simply mean you can use the money that you earn for some other purpose. Money simply gives you freedoms Olivia. You will have choices that others may never have. You'll have the ability to engage in philanthropy. You can build hospitals, schools, or research facilities. You could oversee the research of your choice. There are endless possibilities for you within the medical realm or anything you should choose.

Our life together is going to be everything to me. I want you to be content and happy. I want you to have the life you want with me by your side. Whatever your goals are, my purpose will be to help you achieve them. My wealth is at our disposal to benefit us."

"I understand Fitz. I do. Everything with us is happening so quickly. I need time to sort out my feelings about this is all I'm saying. I'm not saying no to anything you have proposed. On the contrary I can see that it's a wonderful gesture. It's a loving gesture. When I think of how much you care for me and all that you would lay at my feet, I realize how lucky I am. It's still sinking in that my entire life will change.

Your life has changed as well. You are willing to uproot your entire life for me. You are jeopardizing your business in order to be with me. And now you are offering me a lifetime of the most improbable and wonderful possibilities. You are so much more than I have ever dreamed, Fitzgerald Grant. I haven't a problem with the path we are on nor the things that you want to do. Our life together is everything to me as well. Everything is happening so quickly. I think I'm afraid I may misstep. It's scary Fitz."

"Perhaps I brought up this particular subject too soon Olivia. I don't want to pressure you about anything. You mentioned the contract that you have with your uncle and naturally I wanted to put your mind at ease about it. We can put that on the back burner for now. We aren't married yet. We can discuss it later down the road. And there aren't any missteps for us. We can get through anything. Don't be afraid Sweet Baby. I've got you, always and forever."

"Yes, you do Sir Fitzelot. You have me and there's nothing we can't handle together. You were right to bring it up. It's a legitimate issue. Marriage does seem far away for us. Perhaps we should wait to discuss it after we become husband and wife. Anyway, I'm not saying no to your proposal to assume the debt. I just want to think about it."

"Think about it as long as you need to Olivia. It's not a deal breaker or anything. It's simply a topic of discussion. What about you? Is there anything on your plate that you want to talk about?"

"This is a subject that you may feel we should also leave for when we are married. I wanted to talk about children Fitz. I know you want children. Realistically it will be years before I should have children. We both know what lies ahead of me for the next several years. I want to be a real mother to my children Fitz. I don't want to be an absentee parent nor do I want to be indifferent as my own mother was. I know you want to be a father. I also know that becoming a father in your forties isn't ideal for you.

How do you really feel about the possibility of not becoming a father for years down the road? It seems that I'm asking an awful lot of you in this relationship. You're making so many concessions. Are you bothered by it at all? I know you love me. I can feel it every time you look me and especially when you physically make love to me. I wonder will you ever come to resent that you are always giving and I'm receiving. I don't want to lose you Fitz. I don't want you to have regrets."

"There won't be any regrets, Olivia. You are never going to lose me. I know what I'm getting into. You and I, we are a couple, we intend to marry, and we will have children. You and I both know that. I'm a patient man. We will be blessed with children when the time is right. And you will be a perfect mother. All of these things aren't in question. I want children very much. I want as many as you wish to give me. I intend to be a loving father to our children at any age. No matter when we start our family, I may not be the youngest father but I will be the best. I promise you Olivia I will love our children when they arrive on this earth just as I love their mother, with all of my heart. You shouldn't fret about this. I'm okay about the wait. Anything else you wish to discuss for the next thirty minutes. Dinner starts promptly at six."

"What did I do to have you show up that night and find me? I'm the luckiest woman on the planet. I love you so much Fitzgerald Grant and I could extoll for the next thirty minutes on what that love means to me. I hope it isn't necessary though. You do know how much I love you, don't you? There isn't one thing in this world I wouldn't do for you. I'm so happy to be here with you and your family.

Tomorrow you are taking me shopping again. I remember the first time you took me shopping. You had my mouth dropping to the floor. You know how to take a girl shopping. I'm almost afraid to go with you. We're going to shop on Rodeo Drive. Rodeo Drive! I'm super excited."

"It's just some shopping. I told you to pack light for a reason. Every girl should have a Beverly Hills shopping experience and a closet filled with California digs. I want to pamper you, Olivia. I want to because you make me the happiest man alive by loving me. I keep telling you, anything in this world, I'm prepared to give you. With your permission of course."

"I love you so much. Let's go eat and mingle with your wonderful family. Really Fitz, I'm so happy and so in love with you."

"I love you too. When we get back here tonight, I intend to show you how much."

"Is that a promise?"

"It is."

Dinner was a lovely affair. Gabriella Garnier didn't do anything in her life on a small scale. Even before she married Fitzgerald Thomas Grant II and later became the matriarch of one of the richest families in America, she knew how to make small scale look exceedingly good. Now she was a master at the skill. Tonight's menu was over the top of course, her son was home. She and Amanda had the kitchen briming with her son's favorite foods.

Southern fried chicken, grilled chicken, and smoked ribs were the main entrees. They were complimented with great sides, salads, and Mandy's homemade honey butter corn bread. Olivia couldn't believe that cornbread. It was like eating a melt in your mouth dessert in her opinion. Trying to taste it all had Olivia filled to the brim in no time flat. She sat back from the table. Her boyfriend was still eating with gusto. So was everyone else for that matter. How in the world did these people still have these magnificent bodies assuming the way that they love to eat?

It amazed Olivia. It really did! They all must burn off what they eat during the day in the gym. Surely, they were all on rigorous exercise regiments. She had developed her habits of a lifetime from her father. He was in their small home exercise room every day. She followed him there and picked up the habit of caring for her body. Their eating habits were regimental in that they mostly ate healthy foods. Meals were simple with a Caribbean flare but never carbohydrate laden and sweets were all but forbidden. Growing up that way was why she had never really cared for sweets. She had sampled more sweets in her time with Fitz than ever in her entire life. He loved them and he seemed to indulge in them without putting an ounce of fat on his body. He was lean and muscular. His body looked powerful and it was.

Olivia was savoring the flavors of a piece of fried chicken when a memory of just how powerful her boyfriend was flashed into her head. She closed her eyes and let the memories overtake her. He was standing naked and she was clinging to his body with her legs locked behind his back and her arms around his neck. His hands were extended to the wall in front of him. His powerful thrusts were rocking her. Fitz loved to talk during lovemaking. Some of it was flattery. Most of it was love talk of what he felt for her. When he was close to orgasm, he would talk "dirty' and Olivia loved it. Most times her own orgasm intensified because of it.

"Open your eyes and look at me Livvy. Feel how deep I'm inside of your sweet tight pussy. I swear. I'm going to fuck you all night." And he did.

"Olivia, are you okay? Mother was speaking to you."

"I'm sorry. I closed my eyes for a moment and immersed myself in thought about another perfect meal that Fitz and I shared. It was such a great memory. Please forgive me. I didn't hear you Mrs. Grant. What were you saying?"

"Oh, it wasn't anything serious Olivia. I was asking how you were enjoying your visit so far? I know my son will do everything possible to make this a memorable vacation for you."

"Fitz has been the best of hosts. So far, so good. It's been two wonderful days. We are going out dancing later tonight and tomorrow we are going shopping in LA."

"What? Fitz surely you aren't going to subject Olivia to the masses in LA tomorrow. Everyone and their momma will be out on Christmas Eve!"

"Olivia wants the experience Mother. She's excited about it. We plan to start early. We'll start on Rodeo Drive, then Robertson Boulevard, and if she's still curious I plan to take her to The Golden Triangle. I'd have you know that Olivia has shopped for more than twelve hours in one day!"

"What?"

"It's true. She loves to shop. There's a new wardrobe for her on my shopping list as well as a few last-minute things she wants to buy."

"It'll be a mad house out there. LA isn't your regular town, Olivia. They don't call it Tinsel Town for nothing. A segment of Hollywood will be out there tomorrow. On purpose. They will be hoping to be seen and photographed by the paparazzi and the public. It will be a madhouse Fitz and you know it. Surely, you've told Olivia that alternative shopping is available to her."

"I have told her mother. She knows that she could shop from the comfort of home, or have a personal shopper, and have everything delivered before Christmas. I've told Olivia all this and I'm afraid she still wants to face the masses."

"It's true Mrs. Grant. I love to shop and I'm starstruck when it come to your world. I'm a big fan of Hollywood and its celebrity. I couldn't come out here and not experience it when I have the opportunity."

"Olivia this will hardly be your last visit with us. I know the madness that will be out there. I simply wanted to warn you. Of course, you would want to see for yourself. I certainly did. And now that I think about it, it was on the street, hand in hand with my husband. Forgive me for being an old fuddy-duddy. Sometimes I do act my age. You two have fun out there tomorrow."

"I know we will. Your son is such an indulgent boyfriend. I'm a very lucky girl."

Dinner ended and the family mingled for almost two hours. They were planning to extend the festivities at the pool. Olivia and Fitz excused themselves and headed back to his apartment.

"That was an enjoyable dinner. It was delicious. I would like to give my compliments to the chef Fitz. Would Miss Amanda be in the kitchen or has she turned in."

"I suspect she has gone down to her apartment. Mandy has a knack for disappearing when she knows she has delivered a perfect evening. We will see her in the morning. We'll have something light for breakfast and see her on our way out. She's very eager to meet you Olivia, the woman that has captured my heart. I'm eager for you to meet her. Mandy's very special to me."

"I can tell. You've been so lucky to have so much love surrounding you. Your family, including Miss Mandy is such a special thing. So, are we still clubbing and dancing? We don't have to you know. I know how much you have missed me and I you. This is like a honeymoon for us. I'd love to be in bed with you right now."

"Don't tempt me, Olivia. There's no place I'd rather be, really, but I promised you some great music and dancing tonight. I always keep my promises Sweet Baby. We are going to have a wonderful night out and afterwards; I intend to have my way with you. By morning I'm afraid you will be walking sideways."

"And by morning, I intend to see that your semen pool is dry."

Fitz laughed out loud. His woman could be so funny when she talked dirty and clinical. It turned him on the quirky shit she said. He felt his dick jump. His semen pool was eager to be emptied! They had better get out of this house before he changed his mind.

The club was out of this world and the music was phenomenal. They had sat through two invigorating sets. The lead musician was on his game. Olivia was amazed at the number of instruments he had mastered. When he had sat down at the piano and gave another Bravo performance Olivia stood to her feet with the rest of the crowd to extend a standing ovation. His jazz standards had a Caribbean flare in Olivia's opinion. He was a White guy so naturally she was curious. Fitz wanted to know if she wanted to meet him. Of course she did!

Jackson Janson was a classically trained Berkley musician. The Caribbean flare that Olivia sensed came from summers spend in the Bahamas with his grandparents. It was there that he had formed his first band. His grandfather was involved and worked for the Bahamian government. His mother, that was of mixed heritage was born and raised there. She'd met JJ's father at Berkley and the rest is history. Olivia found out that JJ and Fitz' were high school friends that never outgrew each other.

The three of them talked for a while. The two old friends catching up on Santa Barbara and West Coast news. Olivia looked around them and the club had emptied out. She noted that the band was still in place but literally the place was empty. JJ excused himself and said he would talk to Fitz later.

"Fitz, I think this place is closing down. Look around, we are the only ones here. I think that Jazz Fusion set is all we're going to get tonight. It was lovely though. I enjoyed every minute of it. I'll have to put some of JJ's music on my playlist." Fitz entwined her hand with his, brought it to his lips and he kissed it reverently.

"Yes, we are the only ones here my love. The club closes at midnight. I've secured the place for an extra hour for us to dance to some of your favorite love songs. I told you JJ was talented. Well, he sings too. He has some velvet cords Olivia. He's like a combo of old school Luther and new age Usher. He's going to sing some of your favorite songs. We are going to get to dance a bit, just the two of us. Remember when we danced at my Mother's Gala. It was the beginning for us. We held each other close and we danced. I wanted you so much that night Olivia. I was going out of my mind with wanting you."

"I remember. I wanted you too. I had never been with a man but I wanted you so much. I longed to share my body with you. Just the two of us? You rented this place just for us? Fitz you do the sweetest things for me. You make me so happy."

The band had reassembled and they were tuning up. Some were placing their sheet music before them. JJ was adjusting the microphone. It was going to happen. Olivia had a look of pure joy on her face.

"I've told you Olivia, making you happy is my ultimate goal every day that I wake up. That look on your face right now, I love that. I love you. We can never recreate our first time together I know that. It was a totally magical night. It was the best night of my live. The way you gave yourself to me so completely. I will cherish it every day of my life. Will you dance with me tonight? Will you go home with me afterwards and make love with me until we are both completely exhausted?"

"You mean will I make love with you until one of us cries uncle?"

"I do."

"It won't be me Fitz. I can promise you that."

The band started up and JJ joined them. His performance was incredible. The man could sing his ass off. Fitz and Olivia hit the dance floor and had stayed up for his entire thirty-minute set. The man had some pipes. His rendition of Teddy Pendergrass' "Turn Out the Lights was right on time. They had danced to beautiful love song after love song. JJ ended the set with his version of "Love Won't Let Me Wait" by Luther Vandross.

Fitz held her so close. Needless to say, she could easily feel his erection through that LBD she was wearing. He had been whispering in her ear how much he loved her and what was in store for them once they were back at the mansion. Olivia was on cloud nine. That had been a perfect set. Fitz suggested that they sit and have some drinks. A second set was coming up. Not if Olivia could help it. This evening had brought her to a slow simmer. She couldn't wait to be in her boyfriend's bed! Olivia whispered some things in Fitz' ear.

"Fitz I can feel how much you want me and it's not half as much as I want you. I want to leave. I don't want to wait another minute to be with you. Can we just go? If you touched me right now you would find me dripping wet with need of you."

We can do whatever we want Olivia. Let me tell JJ we're out. I'll be right back."

Minutes later the two lovers stepped into car. They were going home as fast as Langston could safely drive them. As soon as the door closed, the heat they had been creating all night sparked. Fitz pulled Olivia into his arms. It wasn't enough. She straddled him of her own accord. She placed herself directly atop of his erection and her body started to move. Fitz hit a button and closed them off from the world. Not skipping a beat, he bared her breasts and started to feast from one to the other. The sucking sensations went directly to her core as he knew it would. Olivia started to moan.

"I can't. I need you to touch me. I'm so wet for you! I can't wait."

"And you don't have to."

Without fanfare Fitz pushed aside her thong and ran his fingers along her sweet cleft. She was indeed wet. He slowly pushed one, then a second finger inside of her and Olivia purred. He found that bundle of nerves waiting for his touch and started to stroke them. Outside his thumb circled her nubbin. She had closed her eyes to the unimaginable pleasure. He knew what she needed! He was going to make her come right here, right now!

"Open your eyes, Livvy. Let me see your fire. Can you come for me Sweet Baby? You are so damned slick and wet. Come for me. Let me feel it."

She opened her eyes. They were ablaze with need.

"I want to come so badly. I'm burning inside."

She began to rock his hand sensually and slowly. Her G-Spot was on stroke alert. Her eyes never left his. His mouth was still at her breasts. When he wasn't applying hard suction to them, he was leaving little love bites on her nipples. His fingers were pure magic. The combination of his hand and mouth were indescribable. It felt so good. Her body was humming. Sensual and slow turned into fast and furious. Unabashedly she rode his hand. Her brown eyes glued to his stormy gray ones.

"Shit, don't stop!"

"I won't. Take what you need Livvy. Come for me."

"Oh my God! Fitz, it's so…. Hold on to me! I can't… Please!" She exploded and collapsed into his arms.

"I've got you my sweet, Sweet Baby. Always and forever, I've got you."