I WISH …
CHAPTER 3
A/N: Thank you all for your reviews and follows. This chapter set up the many scenarios to come. I hope you enjoy. This one will be like Truth & Circumstance my first book. I let my mind make up as I go. I will jump from person to person but still make sense. There is so much more to come but I have to rest for my 12 hour night shift. I had to reload this to correct some things.
HAPPY READING!
PREVIOUSLY….
After she sees Lance getting into his flashy sports car she turns her attention back to Fitz. "You know he didn't mean a word of that, right?" Fitz hunches his shoulders. "I tried. Rather he meant it or not, I made him apologize regardless because he was out of order."
"Mr. Grant…"
"Fitz. Please call me Fitz."
"Mr. Grant. While I appreciate seeing my business plan helped you establish this great club, that just what I do, and even though my first experience here wasn't a pleasant one, I do hope you reel in your brother, or your business won't be open long. Thanks again, but I'll pass on the celebration drinks."
He didn't know what overcame him as in one swift motion he was standing directly in front of her. So close his breath touch her nose. "Olivia, please? Just one drink. You can trust me. I promise." He couldn't explain why he didn't want her to go. Maybe it was her tantalizing scent, maybe it was her free flowing long soft hair, or her sexy plump lips. It also could have been her hourglass shaped body, with her thick golden brown thighs peeking from the slit in her dress. He didn't know, but all these things about her he did notice.
The minty breath, the smell of his cologne, the nearness of his physical body, his tantalizing blue eyes, the depth of his voice, the pleading seriousness of his tone all became too much for Liv to keep denying this man a moment of her time. "O…okay." She softly answers.
Fitz reaches out for her hand and they walk back inside of the club. Fitz offers her a seat in the VIP section near the stage. The waitress came over and took their order. The food and drink were high end top shelf. The rich red Jubale' wine was an exquisite taste and Liv fell in love with it. The band played happy birthday and the entire club sang to Liv while toasting to her even though they had no idea who she was. It was just that type of atmosphere. You could smell the money these people had.
"Mr. Grant this has been a wonderful night. I really appreciate you making my birthday special."
"Mr. Grant, come on Ms. Olivia, you can at least call me Fitz."
"That would be inappropriate."
"Inappropriate? Yeah okay. Ms. Pope. I see you."
"What do you mean? What do you see?" She smirks, he in returns smirks back and shrugs his shoulders. She leans forward with a huge smile on her face. "No seriously tell me, what does that mean?" The wine was loosening Liv up.
Clit starts to tingle, crosses legs
"Just that I see you, is all. Like for instance, you're very reserved, but that just means there's more to you that only a few people get to see."
"Hm, that's all you see, Mr. Grant?" She questioned with a sexy tone.
Damn! Another hard-on. Reajusts himself
It is now after 2am, and the club is pretty much empty except for the staff. As they huddle together the head bartender stopped in front of them. "Excuse me, Mr. Grant I have the final count for tonight." She hands him the iPad. He nods and returns it. She walks away and he turns his attention back to Olivia. "Can I have a dance before we depart?"
Liv gives him her hand as she stands. He pulls her to him, close. Very close. "Thank you for being my gladiator tonight. For making my birthday special."
Fitz smiles as he looks down at her. "Gladiator in a suit might I add. You're welcome Ms. Pope."
"Olivia, just call me Oliva or Liv."
"Not unless you call me Fitz. Not Fitzgerald, not Mr. Grant, just Fitz." He pauses as they stare into each other's eyes. "Say my name, Livvie."
Hearing him call her Livvie reminded her of the only man she loved, her father. "Livvie? You called me Livvie?" Fitz fell into regret. "I…I'm sorr…" "It's fine, Fitz. I like it. I like it a lot just like I like you a lot."
"I like you too. A lot and would love to see you again. Take you out to dinner, go on walks, get to know you better." He continues with more confidence than he's felt in a long time. A smile as wide as his face shining brightly.
"Yes, to everything you just said. I would love dinner, walks, and us getting to know each other better." She answered as the song came to an end and the band began packing up for the night. "Perfect. I'd like to see you home safely. Do you mind if I follow you to insure you get in safe?"
"I would love that."
They return to the table and grab their belongings and head out. Fitz instructs his security and manager Jill to lock up. Fitz walks Liv to his car and drives her to hers and waits until she's safely inside before they both drive off. Once they make it to Liv's apartment Fitz parks and meets her at her car. He helps her out and they begin walking toward Liv's building. They make their way inside and stop at her door. "Well this is it." She states as she turns to face him.
The stare-off begins. They can't look away. The desire and attraction is pulpable. Butterflies rumble inside of Liv's stomach. Fitz can't take his eyes off of her. His stomach too is doing somersaults. His attraction is quipped with desire. A burning desire like he's never felt. She's even more beautiful under the light in the hallway. Her lips are turning him completely on. Their desire is effectively moving past their stomach down to their special places.
'I guess this is goodbye." Fitz stated still penetrating her with his steel blue eyes. Liv watches his lips as they move but hears nothing he has said. "Fitz." She whispers with trembling lips. "Yes?" His deep low voice questions. "Kiss me? I want you to kiss me." Without hesitation he does just that. Soft and sudden at first, then he lingers allowing the connection of their lips to become acquainted. He sucks her tongue into his mouth before deepening the kiss. The passion almost overtakes them when Fitz pulls back. He can't allow himself to take it further. He wanted more than a quick night of lust. He wanted his experience with her to be different than the rest. She would not be a hit and quit. He would not ruin their chances of something real by sleeping with her on the first night. She deserved more.
"Goodnite Livvie. I'll call you soon."
"Can you at lest text me to let me know you made it home safe?"
"Yes, now go inside." She turned to her door but did not unlock it."
"Just go inside Olivia. Unlock the door and go inside."
"Will you really call?"
"I promise, now please go inside and lock the door behind you." Without another word she does as he requested allowing him to finally leave as he readjusted his crotch.
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After leaving the club Lance headed to lower DC to meet up with one of his buddy who came home from prison about six months ago after receiving a call from him. The lower DC had a different vibe to it. All the baller's and player's hung there. His buddy never treated him different. He call him LA cause he was white with a black man's swag.
He stopped at the ATM and took out $500, to pay back the debt he owed his buddy. He was still upset at Fitz for checking him about a chick he didn't even know. In his mind he hadn't done anything wrong to the chick. It wasn't his fault she was jumpy. Maybe she should have stayed at home if she was going to be scare of a man saying hi to her.
Once he pulled up to the spot all those thoughts were behind him. As soon as he stepped out his spotted his buddy surrounded by other fellas. "What up P?" He greeted. Phillip looked up and smiles. "What up LA. I see you made it. You got that for me?"
Lance dapped him up. "Yeah bro, I got you." He reached into his pocket and pulled out the money he withdrew from the ATM. "I lost that dice game fare and square. Here you go." He handed the money to Phillip. "Cool, cool my man. I thought you were gonna try and play me."
"Come on man, I pay my debts. Even if it's been almost two years cause you ass got caught up and sat down."
"Damn nigga, tell all my business why don't you."
"Oh my badd bro, I thought everybody knew. It's not like it was a big secret."
"Whatever dude. I'm about to hit up this party, but if you coming you gotta come up out of that suit."
"Naw, I'm headed home to my girl. I'll catch up with you later."
The two men dapped it up and depart ways.
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Olivia's night was filled with dreams of Fitz after he text that he was home. He left her hot and bothered that even the shower head could cool off. She slept good but horny. It had been 2 years since she'd been with a man or even had sex. Fitz had woken up her libido and she needed a fix. She was mostly happy he didn't come inside, because she would have felt like a slut the following day.
Fitz of course had to take a long cold shower that didn't work. He hadn't jacked off in years. He hadn't had sex in six months and was able to control his erections, but not anymore. Thoughts of Olivia made his climax strong and quick. The smile on his face was still there when he woke up the next day. He knew he has someone special on his hand with Olivia and he wasn't willing to mess up his chances.
After getting dressed he met with Lance and they rod together as they did every Monday to see their mother. As always Lance didn't have much to say to his mother except hello. She and Fitz did most of the talking. Lance would have preferred not to come but Fitz wasn't having that. He swore to cut him off completely if he cut their mother off and didn't show support. He gave Lance and allowance each month because of his spending habits and flashy life style. Lance believed it was to control him. "Hey mom." Fitz stated sitting across from her. "I wish I could hug you." "Yeah, me too son. Hi Lance baby. How have you been?"
"I'm good." He answered slumping down in his seat looking at his hands, not making any eye contact. "Lance, baby will you ever forgive me?" Lance hunches his shoulders but doesn't answer or look up.
"So mom, do you have everything you need? How are you doing in here?"
"I got my appeal." Lance then looks up but still doesn't speak.
"Really!" Fitz questioned as his face lit up.
"Yeah, if I win I can get out with time serve or get the complete conviction overturned as a self-defense case."
"So you get off scot-free for killing my father?!" Lance yells. "Man fuck this, I'm out." He adds before standing and leaving the visitation room.
"I'll handle him mom, but in the mean time keep me posted. I'll continue to handle the lawyer and court cost as well. Don't worry about Lance he's a brat, but he's also a grown ass man. The disrespect I will not put up with."
"I know son, just don't cut him off completely. He'll come around one day."
"For you I'll be patient, but if he disrespects you again I might forget he's my brother." Mary smiles but it didn't reach her eyes as they both spend another hour together before Fitz hugs her goodbye.
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Phillip was feeling better now that he was somewhat back on his feet. He actually used the $500 to gamble and doubled his money. He was now staying with his mother Anita King. She lived alone after escaping her abusive husband when Phillip was 12. She loved her son and always tried to help him. So many times he reminded her of his father when he became angry and it scared her, but she still never gave up. "Hey mom, can I use your car today?"
"For what son, I have prayer service today."
"I need to put in some job applications."
"Boy, people do that on the computer now a days, what do you really want my car for? You had it all yesterday."
"I did the computer, but I want to see what else is out there."
"Phillip you're not going to bother that girl again are you? She said her baby is not yours."
"Oh mom, she lying, but now that you bring it up. I can stop by her place. I need to see for myself. So can I used the car?" She knew telling her son no would cause him to blow up at her and she didn't want that. "Umm, can you drop me off at church? I'll catch a ride back with someone." "Yeah, cool I can do that. Thanks mom." He stands and kisses her on the cheek. "Let me know when you're ready."
One hour later Phillip was pulling up at Amy's house. The same women he was having an affair with while dating Liv. Once the news hit of his arrest and the reason for his arrest she got the hell out of dodge and wouldn't answer any of his calls. His street friends told him about the pregnancy, so he wrote her a letter. She wrote him back telling him the baby was not his and then cut off all communication. As he looked around he realize the home was empty. Amy was gone. He was feeling lost and needed stability like he had when he was with Olivia. She had also move out of their shared home.
He hadn't given up the search though. He would find her and win her back. He needed it to right his wrong to her. At least that's what his mind told him.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. I just found time today to put this together. I will continue to update as time allows. Leave a review….Until next time
Keke
