A/N: I want to address something I read in a review. I briefly stated in the last chapter that Olivia's biggest mistake was agreeing to go out with him (Jake). It was, however, only one date because he wanted to become serious and she wasn't feeling him in that way. So I guess that was one of the main reasons I feared that Fitz and Jake could be viewed the same, even though she obviously wants to date Fitz. I'll try to make that very clear in this update. Sorry I've been away so long, I had to regroup and figure out where to take them next plus I seriously thought about not writing anymore once my mentor and advisor passed away this semester. But he'd want me to keep writing, so here I am.
When Fitz woke up the next day, he checked his phone and saw he had an unread message from Olivia. She'd sent it late last night after he'd gone to bed.
OP: Good news, I finished my work. So we can do whatever you want to do tomorrow.
Fitz smiled, thinking of all the possibilities. She knew better than to say they could do whatever he wanted. He text her back before getting up to brush his teeth.
FG: I have a class to teach, but after that you're all mine. Pack some clothes for tomorrow, but don't bring anything to sleep in. You're spending the night with me.
OP: I thought I was already all yours, but okay.
Fitz was surprised that Olivia was up so early. He smirked at the thought of her anxiously waiting to hear from him. He planned to make her very anxious for him in other ways, before the night was over with. He shook his head at his thoughts.
Once Fitz made it to campus, he realized he had enough time before his first class to drop some things off in his office. As soon as he stepped inside his eyes fell upon his desk. He set his stuff down and walked around his desk, trailing his fingers along its edges. He was lost in thought—thoughts of his first time here with Olivia, hopefully the first of many times; it seemed everything conjured up thoughts of Olivia. He was so caught up in memories that he didn't hear Cyrus knock on his office door before walking in.
"Fitz!" Cyrus looked at him quizzically. He'd never known Fitz to be spaced out, especially not as often as he'd been spaced out these past two days.
Fitz turned, startled by Cyrus's voice. "What? Sorry, I was…" He didn't bother to finish his sentence, turning bright red. He cleared his throat. "What's up Cy?"
"I was coming to invite you to James's surprise birthday dinner this weekend. You know he'll be 40 this year, so I wanted to get all of his friends together to celebrate this milestone. And for the life of me, I can't figure out why he considers you a friend, but he does so I have to invite you." Cyrus added. "Honestly, I think he just finds you highly attractive."
James was Cyrus's partner of 10 years. Fitz had met him for the first time at his welcome dinner when he first started teaching at the university. They'd hit it off pretty well, and Fitz found himself hanging out with them on some weekends at their house.
"What? Little ol' me."
"I know. Preposterous right? Anyway, are you seeing anyone—anyone you care to bring as your date?"
Fitz gave him a blank stare. "No," he answered, slowly.
"Are you sure? You seem awfully distracted lately, like something, or someone, is on your mind."
Fitz just smiled. "I'll be there Cy."
"Alone?"
Fitz laughed. "Just know that I'll be there."
As soon as Cyrus left, Fitz took a seat in his chair. He began to wonder if he was really that transparent when it came to Olivia. He knew he couldn't afford to be, for both of their sakes. It was a good thing that she dropped his class because there's no way he wouldn't have gotten them caught by now. If it wasn't the way he got lost and forgot everything around him while looking into her doe eyes then it was his body's physical response to her, especially when she was lost in thought and her full bottom lip was caught between her teeth. He wished things weren't so complicated between them so that he could openly pursue and be with her.
He wasn't going to focus on that right now, though.
Olivia barely got any sleep that night. She'd been too busy tossing and turning, and checking her phone every five minutes. Even after she knew that he had to have gone to bed she still picked up her phone in the hopes that he'd wake up and text her. She'd been replaying their conversation over and over in her head all night after she finished her homework. She felt closer to him after sharing her secret, but she kept replaying one comment in particular: "Fitz, stop. You and him are nothing alike."
Something about that thought bothered her. She didn't want Fitz to worry about if his possessiveness came off as stalker behavior; she couldn't see how he'd ever make the connection since her relationship with Jake was different from her relationship with Fitz. It honestly wasn't the same thing in her mind. True, stalkers had a need to possess their victim, but he wasn't trying to possess her. He never made her feel like she didn't have a choice with him. She was going with her gut, and her gut said that Fitz could be trusted. Besides, she wanted him just as much as he wanted her, unlike Jake.
She didn't get to dwell on the thought for much longer when her phone vibrated with a text from Fitz. She almost knocked her phone off the bed as she hastily grabbed it.
She smiled at his text before replying. She loved when he told her she was his. Even though things were still new between them, she felt like his in every way. She wanted to be his in every way; a thought that exhilarated her.
Satisfied that they'd solidified their plans, somewhat, she rolled over to try and finally get some sleep. She knew exactly what kinds of things he probably had in mind if he didn't want her to bring any clothes to sleep in.
Fitz wiped off the dry erase board as the last students in his class gathered their things to leave. He turned to gather his things and made his way to his office. He called Olivia and let her know that he was on the way; it would've been easier to just text her but he wanted to hear her voice, even if it was only for a minute.
The phone rang four times before she answered. "Hi," he said.
"Hi."
"I missed you."
"Come see me then."
Fitz smirked at her response. "I'll be at your place in ten minutes."
"Fitz, I'm more than ten minutes away from school, especially with traffic."
"I don't care. I'll be there. Ten minutes."
She was laughing at him as he hung up.
True to his word, Fitz was pulling up at her place ten minutes later. Olivia rushed to open the door for him. She didn't give him time to greet her before she jumped on him, wrapping her arms and legs around his body.
Fitz was surprised, but delighted, by her enthusiasm. He walked them inside her apartment and kicked the door shut with his foot. He held her for a moment, reveling in the feeling of her being in his arms, before putting her down. He shook his head when she looked down shyly. Only she could switch up that quickly.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"Yeah, let me just go get my stuff."
Fitz chose not to follow her to her room, knowing he'd be tempted to take her on her bed. When she came back he grabbed her bag to carry.
"I really hope there isn't any sleepwear in here."
"Fitz, you can't really expect me to sleep naked." They walked out of her apartment.
"Why not?" he asked, as he waited for her to lock the door. "I'd just wake up and take your clothes off of you anyway and then that's wasted time that could be spent with me between your legs."
Olivia's steps faltered. Fitz grabbed her hand and pulled her along to his car, chuckling.
Olivia was lying in Fitz's bed on her laptop. She was scrolling on Facebook, trying to pass the time. Even though Fitz wanted to spend time with her he still had work to do. He wanted to get it done on the front end so that he could give her his undivided attention. Olivia came across an old classmate's status and froze.
"Congratulations Jake! I can't believe I can say I know a published writer. How fucking cool is that?!"
Olivia quickly closed Facebook and shut her laptop. A tiny part of her was curious, but it could have been anyone. Jake wasn't really a rare name.
She had to find Fitz. He made her feel safe and forget things. She got up and made her way downstairs. The first place she looked was his office, which is where she found him. She stood in the doorway watching him. He was so focused, typing away at his computer.
"I'm starting to think you like watching me from doorways," he said, looking up at her. He saw the worried look on her face and pushed his chair back. "Come here."
Olivia didn't hesitate to obey, making her way over to Fitz. She sat on his lap, straddling his thighs.
"Am I interrupting you?" she asked.
"No. I always have time for you. Always, okay?"
Olivia nodded her head.
He wrapped his arms around her body, pulling her closer to him. "Is something wrong?"
Olivia hesitated, turning her head and looking off to the side.
Fitz gently grabbed her chin, bringing her eyes back to him. "Don't hide from me Liv," he said, softly. "What's wrong?"
Olivia stared into his eyes, and she forgot why she was upset in the first place. She smiled and leaned forward, rubbing her nose against his. "Nothing. I just missed you, is all."
Fitz placed his left hand under her shirt, tracing circles on her lower back. "Did you?"
"Mhmm."
"Well I'm almost done with work, then you can show me how much you missed me."
Olivia blushed and bit her lip. "Can you just talk to me for a moment?"
Fitz studied her face. Whatever was bothering her, she obviously didn't want to talk about it just yet. "Okay."
"How was your day?" she asked, playing with the curls at the nape of his neck.
"It was good. Cyrus invited me to his partner's surprise birthday dinner, so that should be fun."
"Wait, Cyrus is gay? My advisor Cyrus?"
Fitz laughed. "You couldn't tell?"
Olivia shook her head. "No. But then again, I don't really see how I would have been able to. It's not like I've been here for longer than a month."
"I forgot. How are you liking it so far?"
"So far, I love it. Abby is great, she's helped make things feel less scary."
"What about me?" he asked, pretending to pout.
"You're okay, I guess," she said, giggling.
Fitz squeezed her ass briefly, nodding. "I'll remember that." Olivia seemed okay now, at least, enough for him to finish up. "You okay for me to finish?"
"Yeah, of course." She got up from his lap. "Thank you." She leaned down to give him a chaste kiss on the lips.
Fitz smacked her on the ass as she walked away.
As soon as Fitz finished working he shut off his computer. He switched off the light and headed upstairs. He expected Liv to be in his bedroom but she wasn't there when he walked in. He decided to get a little more comfortable before looking for her, taking off his dress shirt, but leaving on his undershirt, and khaki pants. He grabbed some basketball shorts and put them on and went to search for Liv.
He was about to walk towards his living room when he heard noises in his kitchen. This time he got to stand in the doorway and observe her. She had a pot on his stove and she was bent over in front of the open refrigerator. Her ass was in the air and the way her leggings showed off the shape of her ass had Fitz's mind going to one thing.
Walking up to her, he stopped right behind her. "You know, if you wanted me to fuck you in the kitchen all you had to do was ask."
Olivia jumped. "Fitz! You scared me."
"I see. What are you up to pretty lady?"
"I got hungry."
"I think I'm hungry now too," he said in a lowered voice. He attempted to pull her into his arms.
"No, I'm really hungry," she said, whining.
"Liv," he said, matching her tone.
She kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He groaned as she teased his tongue with hers. When she broke their kiss he was about to protest.
"Later. Right now I want us to make dinner together. Then, you can show me all the ways I'm yours, and I can show you how much I missed you."
Fitz reluctantly agreed.
"What about me?" asked Andrew, startling them both.
"Andrew, what the hell dude," Fitz said, releasing Olivia.
Fitz had forgotten that he gave Andrew a key to his place. He definitely didn't think he'd choose today to use it.
Andrew's eyes were drawn to Olivia. He immediately recognized her from the club. And judging by the intimate embrace he'd just caught them in, she was definitely more than a "friend" of Fitz's.
"No it's okay. I just wanted to check on you." Andrew had barely heard from Fitz since that night at the club. When he'd called, Fitz had ignored it and texted him instead, some hours later. Over the past couple of weeks all he'd gotten from Fitz was one text. He had been curious about the mystery girl, but she was right here in Fitz's kitchen, looking rather cozy, as did Fitz.
"Well, I'm fine. Sorry I've been a little MIA."
Olivia stood there awkwardly. She didn't know if she should be meeting his friends. She wasn't his student anymore but she had been.
"Andrew, I want you to meet Olivia. Olivia, this is my best friend, Andrew."
Olivia shook his hand, giving him a shy smile.
"Nice to meet you, Andrew."
"The pleasure's all mine," Andrew said. "Well, I guess I'll get out of you guys' hair. See you Fitz. And hopefully I'll be seeing you again Olivia."
They watched him leave, neither moving. Seeing Andrew reminded Fitz of his conversation with Cyrus earlier. He didn't want to think of his relationship as a problem, but he knew it might inevitably become one.
"So, dinner…" Olivia said. She wanted to focus on feeding herself before they talked about anything else.