"Olivia, there's someone outside to meet you?" Rumi said.

Olivia shrugged, "who?"

"A lady with a kid. She said her name is Sasha."

"Sasha? I don't know a 'Sasha'. "

"I don't know, she's out there waiting…" Rumi said.

"Okay, fine," Olivia walked out to the lobby quickly. With fashion week only weeks away she was beginning to get anxious as she usually did and distractions at work were not something she needed.

When she saw the woman with a boy a little younger than Lily she wasn't sure what to think. She didn't know her but somehow she felt familiar.

"Hi," Olivia began, "is there something I can help you with?" she asked.

The woman was dressed in a dress too tight for her larger figure. One of the first things Olivia noticed about her was her unusually large, square butt and breasts almost as big. She hard blonde hair almost the same shade as her skin and her lips were large and plump as if she'd done something to them as well.

"I wanted to speak to you privately. It's very important?"

"About what?"

"It's personal. I need your help," she said.

"My help. I don't understand how I can be of any help to you," Olivia said.

"Please, I just need a second to talk."

Olivia shook her head, "you have to tell me a little bit more. It's almost fashion week and I'm extremely busy. We aren't taking any appointments or custom or PR orders if that's what your looking for," Olivia said.

"It's about my kid," Sasha said, "that's what I need to talk to you about. Fitz is his father and I can't get in touch with him so I need your help, you're his wife, aren't you?"

Olivia felt her heart sink in her chest then she realized why the lady seemed familiar. There was a video, in Fitz's phone and it was the same woman in the video, naked, begging Fitz to come to her house and fuck her and she played with her vagina on camera. It was so many years ago when she and Fitz were both young and too stupid to know that they were better together than apart.

"I don't know you," Olivia said. "Get out."

She turned and walked back to her office as smoothly and confidently as she could muster and then she grabbed her phone.

Olivia tried to dial his number but her fingers felt numb. For a moment she was devastated, then she was angry.

Everything was perfect and how dare this woman come and ruin it. Fitz, with a son that wasn't hers. She couldn't bear the thought.

Olivia leaned on her desk, heaving when she heard a knock.

"I just need a minute," Olivia barked.

"Liv, it's Rumi, the lady won't leave. She said she's not leaving until you let her talk to your husband. She said if you don't she is going to file a paternity suit."

Olivia squeezed her eyes shut and took a breath. Then another. Then another. She finally opened her eyes and opened the door to Rumi.

"Bring her," was all Olivia said.

Moments later, the curvy woman strutted into her office. Olivia gestured for her to have a seat and the woman sat with her son in her lap.

"What's the easy way to do this and what's the hard way?" Olivia asked.

"The easy way would be to call your husband or give me his information so I can reach out to him and two of us can discuss how we can move forward for our child."

Olivia felt her stomach turn at the words 'our child'.

"The hard option would be getting the courts involved if Fitz decides to reject his son. Mandatory visitation and child support and back child support."

Olivia thought for a moment.

"Let's do it the hard way."

"You would deprive a child of his father?" Sasha asked.

"Assuming Fitz is his father then I won't be depriving him of anything. Like any other person you can file at court and go through Fitz's lawyers if you want to get to him." Olivia shook her head. "When did you decide Fitz was his father anyways? You've had years to come forward but you're only coming forward now."

"I thought I could take care of him by myself but I realize I can't."

"So this is about money?" Olivia asked.

"Why should my son live a life any different from your children? He's just as much of Fitz's child as yours are. I also realized that he should have both parents in his life. He should have a family. When I gave birth I found out he died shortly after that so I wasn't going to come to you but now that he's back there no reason for me to keep silent anymore."

"All the same," Olivia said, "file your paperwork and send it to his lawyers."

Sasha stood, "so much for women sticking together. I've done nothing to you other than have a relationship with Fitz. I understand you might not like this but honestly I don't care. All I care about is my son so fine, stand in the way, I'll figure out another way to get to him."

Sasha lifted her son from her lap and stood. She quickly took a pen and paper from Olivia's desk and scribbled down her name and number.

"If you change your mind and decide to do the right thing that's my number," Sasha said then she took the boy and left.

Outside Olivia's office, Fitz parked on the side of the curb. He hopped out and leaned against the door, waiting for her to leave her office. Lily, Daisy, and Isabelle were in their car seats in the back.

"Mommy will be out soon okay," Fitz said as he opened their door and rolled down the window. "And then I was thinking we could get some fro-yo."

"Yes!" Lily screamed, "I like the chocolate flavor."

Daisy and Isabelle clapped excitedly.

"Umm...fro-yo is my um," she lost her train of thought and changed the subject. "…I like cotton candy," Isabelle said.

Fitz smiled, "what's your favorite Daisy?"

"Umm….I don't know," Daisy said with a shrug. "I like sprinkles."

"I like m&m's," Lily said.

"Excuse me," Sasha said as she tapped Fitz's shoulder.

He turned around, "can I help you?" he asked.

"It's Sasha," she said, holding her son on her hip. She made a gamble that if she waited around in front of Olivia's office long enough Fitz would show up. If that hadn't happened she planned to follow Olivia home so at the very least she would have their address.

"That name doesn't ring a bell," Fitz said. "Do you work for my wife or something?"

Olivia stepped out of her office and immediately Fitz knew something was wrong. She hadn't answered his calls for the better part of the evening but Fitz guessed that it was because she was busy, now he knew it must've been something else.

The moment Olivia saw Sasha she shook her head and chuckled humorlessly.

"We used to date," Sasha said.

"Wait- who are you?" Fitz asked still not looking at her.

Olivia was in front of him now.

Are you okay?" he asked Olivia. "Did someone upset you."

Olivia turned to Sasha, "go ahead and tell him what you told me."

Olivia opened the door to the backseat and rolled the window up so the girl couldn't hear the conversation then she closed it.

"We used to date a few years ago and I got pregnant. This is your son, his name is Fitzgerald jr."

"Are you out of your fucking mind," Fitz said with a chuckle, "I don't know you and I am definitely not the father of your kid and I hope you're lying about naming him that because that's what me and my wife plan to name our son, when we decide to concieve him."

Olivia smiled slightly at his reaction though she was aware of how dire the situation was. It was the first time she'd smiled all day.

"He is your son. We were together and I can prove we were together and I saved all the text messages."

"Maybe we were but as it stands I don't know you and I'm not going to believe he's my son just because you say so. File a paternity petition in the courts and then notify my lawyers until then stay away from me and my family." Fitz looked to Olivia, "and another thing, I'm assuming that since Olivia knows your entire story that you came to her today. Don't do that again okay, don't say anything to my wife."

"So you're going to deny your son?"

"Until you can prove he's actually my kid then yes. I'm not stopping you from filing a paternity suit. Go ahead."

He walked around to the other side of the car and opened the door for Olivia. She followed him and climbed into the seat. Fitz locked the door and then walked around to his side. Sasha was still standing there.

"You need to do the right thing and take responsibility for your son."

"Am I," Fitz said, "when you do the right thing and prove he's mine which I know for a fact he isn't."

"You don't even remember me. How are you sure he isn't yours."

He leaned closer so only she could hear his words. "The only person I've ever fucked without a condom is my wife. I don't care what I remember or don't remember. You're not my wife and so I'm not worried. Now back up, I don't want to hit you with my car door."

Sasha huffed and stepped back. "Fine. I'll see you in court."

"Remember to go through my lawyers. Don't show up here again," Fitz said.

He opened his door and got into the car. Olivia still looked upset but with the girls, in the car, it wasn't the right time to talk about it.

"I promised the girls frozen yogurt before we go home," he said.

"Alright," Olivia answered.

They drove while the girls filled the car with talk of their day and how excited they were for the yogurt. They stopped at the shop which was just a few minutes away and then made their way home after.

They proceeded with their nightly routine. Greg had dinner prepared and after eating they supervised the girls' bath time and then they played for a while in the playroom before Fitz and Olivia took them to bed.

In the closet, Olivia began to strip naked for her shower.

"I know this is the last thing we need right now," Fitz began.

"We weren't together at the time," Olivia said. "I can't be angry with you."

"Olivia, that's not my son okay."

"How can you be sure?" she asked.

"Because I'm sure," he said.

"You can't be sure Fitz. What if she stuck a hole in a condom? What if you took your sperm from a condom you left there? I don't know why she would wait this long but what if it's your son?" Her eyes welled up with tears. "If he's yours then I don't know what I'm going to do. She can't have your son. I don't want her to. I know it's selfish but I don't care."

Fitz sighed unsure of how to comfort her.

"If he's yours then what do you plan to do?" she asked.

"I'd have to take care of him Olivia, at least financially. After what Gerry did to Scott I couldn't do the same but it won't get that far because he's not mine."

Olivia shrugged and wiped her eyes, "we'll see." She said as she walked from the closet to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

When she left the bathroom, wrapped in her towel with water dripping down her legs she went back to the closet where Fitz was lounging on the couch, naked with a towel riding low on his hip.

He got up and headed to the bathroom when he saw Olivia was back. When he was finished Olivia was dressed in her silk pajamas and was laying in bed. He joined her in bed.

Her back was turned to him which hadn't happened since a few days after he returned. As he laid on his back, staring at the ceiling with a semi-hard cock he couldn't sleep. He worried that maybe he was wrong and the boy could be his and then he wondered what that would mean for his marriage. He'd only been back for weeks now and though things had been amazing with Olivia, they were still quite fragile and he didn't need anything straining the balance they'd created.

He got annoyed and restless. Every night since they made up after their dinner at his old house they slept in each other's arms. Now, all he could feel was the absence of that even though they were in the same bed. He sat up and pulled back the sheets then reached over to her and pulled her to him.

She was still awake, he realized when he felt how tense she was. She was wearing a silk gown and when he ran his hands over the fabric all he could think about was pulling the slippery fabric up to her waist and pulling her panties from her crotch so he could be inside her.

"Don't go to sleep angry with me," he said as he held her. His hands still roamed over the fabric of her gown, he couldn't stop himself.

"I'm not angry with you," Olivia replied, "I just can't imagine having to deal with that woman and a child. I wasn't expecting this, not in a million years so it's just a lot."

"I know. Neither was I but trust me okay, he's not mine. I was careful."

Olivia nodded and turned to him and laid her head on his chest. Immediately a pants tent was in her face and she rolled her eyes.

"You've got a stiff cock at a time like this?"

Fitz chuckled, "a time like what. We usually fuck in the morning and night. My penis is trained."

She shook her head, "I mean when were worried about you fathering children other than our daughters."

"If she was sure he was mine she would've filed a paternity suit already. She'd be jumping at the chance to actually prove it. She's not doing that which means she's either not sure or she knows he's not mine and is going to try to pressure us to pay her off or to accept him without any proof."

He leaned up and turned her around then kissed the blade of her shoulder.

"If I truly believed there was a chance he was mine I'd be in a very different mood right now and I would've handled today differently. You know I'm not someone who would try to skirt my responsibility, regardless of my personal feelings."

"I mean, you did hate me when after I found out I was pregnant with Lily but you still found me and showed up to parent her."

"Don't remind me of that time," he said with a chuckle. "Whatever I felt at then, I knew Lily was mine. I never doubted that. Ever."

"You were cuming in me like you'd never heard of birth control," she said with a smile.

"Because your pussy was delicious, that's why. Thinking back I should've used protection no matter how good it felt not to but I can't regret it because we have Lily."

"I was just as irresponsible as you," Olivia said, taking some of the blame. "I like having sex with you. It didn't feel anything like I thought it would." Olivia reflected, "when you would touch me- I don't know it just like I was on fire but not in a bad way. Everything about you was so enchanting. I loved the way you smelled. I loved you the way you talked. I loved your smile."

Fitz smiled, "you're talking about my charm as if it's worn off." he reached his hand down under her and pulled her silk dress up when he felt his way into her underwear.

"Mmm...Quite the contrary," Olivia replied, "I wouldn't have waited four and a half years for you if it had worn off."

Fitz began massaging her clit with one hand as he pulled his cock from his boxers with another. He quickly slid his throbbing penis inside her and slowly, only barely, began thrusting as he pulled her face to him and kissed her.

She was so wet he wasn't sure when she found time to gather that much fluid between her legs. Olivia ground her hips back on him as she massaged her clit in soft feathery circles that left her breathless.

He was barely inside her, all she could feel was the ridge of his tip, teasing her opening over and over again until liquid slowly seeped from her.

She curled her toes and grabbed the soft cotton sheets as she orgasmed on the tip of his penis. When Fitz pulled out a moment later she felt cum running down the lips of her vagina and her leg.

Olivia took a breath and turned over on her belly and got on all fours. It was almost as if she'd read his mind because that was exactly what Fitz had planned to do.

Fitz pulled off his boxers and kneeled behind her. He lifted her dress and pushed it further up her waist then he grabbed her panties with both hands and ripped the fabric off her.

He pulled her ass closer to his and then slowly entered her. Olivia reached down between her legs and pressed her index and middle fingers of the lips of her vagina in case he needed to stop Fitz if he accidentally went too deep.

Fitz realized when he felt her fingers on both sides of his shaft.

"Don't worry Angel, I won't hurt you," he whispered to her as he thrust slowly with about a third of his length.

He closed his eyes then threw his head back in ecstasy at the feel of her. "Fuck," he cursed as she slapped her ass with an open palm.

"Ohhh," Olivia gasped, "hmmmm."

He slapped her ass again. He was close after a few more thrusts he orgasmed inside her while he felt her walls throb around him.

Fitz leaned over and kissed her square on her ass then he fell on the bed beside her, breathless.

Olivia fell onto her belly and smiled, "I'm going to sleep," she said breathlessly.

Fitz hopped up and turn her over. She giggled in response.

"What more do you want from me," she whined.

Fitz pulled down the delicate straps of her silk nightgown and began to suck her nipples ferociously. Olivia laughed and pushed him away only to pull him back into a kiss.

"I love you," she said with a smile. The events of the day with Sasha and her son were now far from her mind.

"I love you more," Fitz said as he kissed her lips once more then he pulled her against his chest and cuddled her. Olivia yawned and closed her eyes.

"You're cum is still running out of me," she said.

"Sasha wishes she had that," Fitz quipped.

Olivia gasped and slapped his arm. "Fitz!"

"I'm kidding," he said with a smile then kissed the blade of her shoulder.

In the morning when she felt something wet and warm between her legs, licking her. It felt good but it didn't feel quite real. She thought she was dreaming.

Olivia opened her legs slightly and whimpered. Fitz looked up to see if she was awake but she wasn't. He frowned.

"Let's try something else," he said to himself.

He held her by the hip and pulled her closer to his groin then he slid up her silk dress and then he slowly guided himself inside her.

When Olivia felt him she flung her eyes open. There was no way she could mistake the feeling of his cock inside her as a dream.

Fitz smiled and leaned on top of her.

"Finally, you're up," he said with a smile.

He kissed her and began thrusting into her. Olivia grabbed into his back.

"Fuck," she moaned against his lips. Olivia wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly."Fitz..." she moaned. She grabbed him even tighter as she came. When Fitz came as well he pulled out slowly and dropped beside her.

"What did I do to get woken up like that?" she said breathlessly with a smile.

Fitz smiled, "I'm beginning to think it's unhealthy just how much I want to constantly have sex with you. I woke up and I felt like my dick was gonna explode if I didn't put it in you."

"I'm your wife," Olivia said, matter-of-factly. "And you're assuming I don't want it in me just as much as you want it in me."

Fitz chuckled and sat up, "are you working today?"

She nodded.

"Great," he mumbled sarcastically. "You've worked almost every weekend since I've been here."

"Fashion week is nigh," Olivia teased. "Were leaving for new york next week, I have alot to do before then."

"I remember," Fitz said.

Olivia stood and shimmied out of her nightgown. "What are you going to do about Sasha?" she asked.

"I'm calling my lawyer at 9."

"It's the weekend. Will he take your call?"

"Have you forgotten how much money we have in the bank? Of course he's going to take my call."

Olivia chuckled, "okay. Okay," she rushed to the bathroom.

"Can I join you?" Fitz yelled.

"Sure," Olivia yelled back.

It was a month later and Olivia had just finished her Dior show in Paris. She was beyond exhausted but it was usually that way during the runway season. They hadn't heard anything from Sasha in the month since her appearance and Olivia wondered if that was a good or bad thing.

After the celebratory dinner, she was so tired that Fitz had to carry her in his arms back to their penthouse suite at the four seasons because she dozed off at dinner.

In the morning when she woke Fitz sitting beside her staring at her. Lily, Daisy, and Isabelle were on the bed, playing on their ipads.

Olivia stretched lazily and turned to go back to bed.

"No," Fitz said, "don't go back to bed. We're leaving."

"Huh?" she mumbled, still tired.

"You can sleep in the car baby but we need to go," Fitz said softly.

"Mommy wake up," Lily said.

"Fitz, I'm tired," she whined, annoyed.

"Come on girls, we're leaving. We're gonna meet the guards outside," Fitz said.

Fitz lifted her blanket from her body and then lifted her in his arms. Olivia didn't move, she was asleep again. He carried her down to the lobby and into their limo and she never even stirred in his arms. In the car ride to the private jet, she slept. On the hour and a half flight she slept.

They were in Barcelona at the seaport when she woke in the car while they waited to board the yacht.

"What's going on," she mumbled.

Fitz smiled, "we're back in Los Angeles." Fitz said.

Olivia looked out of the window of their car.

"What?"

"I'm joking. We're in Barcelona," Fitz responded.

"Barcelona?" she stretched and sat up. "Why are we in Barcelona? Are you joking?"

"No. Your big shows are over and you have a break now don't you?"

Olivia nodded and smiled. "So what? We're gonna spend some time in Spain?"

"No, just passing through."

Olivia looked around again. Lily, Daisy, and Isabelle were all sleeping by Fitz across the long seat of the limo.

"Where are we going?" she asked, noticing they were close to water.

"Canary Islands," Fitz said with a smile. "I bought a 250 foot yacht and for the next week we'll be on the water with our girls."

Olivia smiled widely, "aww. This is great Fitz but why didn't you let me shower before I felt the hotel?"

"I tried to wake you but you ignored me," Fitz said.

"And I slept through the flight and everything huh?"

Fitz nodded.

There was a double knock on the door.

"The boat's ready," Fitz said.

"Lily," Fitz said, "it's time to wake up sweetie."

Olivia moved over across the limo to Fitz and the girls. "Daisy," she said softly, "it's time to wake up."

Daisy's eyes fluttered open immediately though Lily and Isabelle still slept. Daisy sat up and grabbed unto Olivia. "Mommy's awake," she said with a sleepy smile. Olivia hugged her and kissed her cheek.

"Lily," Fitz said.

"Daisy, help me wake your sister," Olivia said.

Daisy climbed on top of Isabelle and pulled her eyes open.

"No, no, no," Olivia said with a chuckle and then took Daisy from on top of her sister. "Gently Daisy."

Fitz laughed.

Once they managed to wake Lily and Isabelle, they left the car to board the large yacht. Sonia, Kristen, and Greg came along for the trip, Olivia realized when they exited the car behind them.

"I didn't know Sonia and Kristen were coming," Olivia said.

"Well, I thought we could use some adult time sometimes," he said with a smile.

"Adult times? Subtle," Olivia returned with a smile.

It was a cool midday around 60 degrees at the Barcelona port.

A while later, they boarded the yacht with Sonia, Kristen, and Greg. Fitz only allowed two guards and one housekeeper because he wanted their trip to be as private as possible.

On the boat with them was also the captain and his crew.

"Let me show you around," Fitz said to Olivia. "Come on girls. Let's look around."

He took Isabelle and Daisy by the hand and walked them to the front of the boat. There was a small round jacuzzi inside a large square pool on the front deck and a few large sunbeds. There was a bar counter and stools.

"How much did you pay for this boat, Fitz?" Olivia asked, with Lily in her arms.

"30 million, give or take."

"30 million?"

Fitz smiled, "it was actually a good deal considering how large this thing is. It's best to buy from bankrupt billionaire desparate for cash."

Olivia shrugged, "you did always want a yacht," she said simply.

Fitz took Olivia and his girls through the door to the interior where there was a family and entertainment room. It was already stacked with toys for his daughters to keep them occupied during their trip. There were three floors above the deck with large cabin bedrooms, the captain's bridge. bathrooms and other spaces and then down below the main deck were helpers quarters, more bathrooms, the kitchen, dining, and storage.

Once their luggage was transferred to their ship and everyone on the crew was boarded, the boat left the dock.

It was later in the night, just after dinner. Lily, Daisy, and Isabelle were jumping on their bed.

Fitz smiled as he watched them.

"Girls, it's time for bed," Olivia said.

"Five more minutes," Lily begged, "this is soooo fun," she said breathlessly. Her hair was still slightly wet from her bath, so was Isabelle and Daisy's.

"Yes mommy, five," Daisy said as she jumped.

"Bouncy house," Isabelle screamed. "Jump too mommy!"

Olivia let them jump until they were tired and then finally they settled into bed. She kissed all three girls and so did Fitz then she turned off the light and locked the door from the outside. They were young girls and the last thing she needed was for one of them to wake in the night and leave the cabin. There was a bathroom inside their large bedroom so there was no need to go outside.

Olivia and Fitz walked to their master bedroom which was directly beside the girls' room.

The first thing Olivia did was grab her laptop.

"What are you doing?" Fitz asked.

"Checking emails," she replied, "I probably have like a hundred especially since I've neglected my inbox since dinner yesterday."

"You realize we're on vacation right? A much-needed vacation."

"Fitz, I just had one of the biggest shows of Paris Fashion Week. I have to check my emails and then I'll just set up an automatic vacation responder."

Fitz walked over to her and locked the laptop then pulled it from her lap. "Change into your bikini," he said.

"I don't think I have any bikinis," Olivia said.

"I had Sonia bring extra things for you, it's in one of these suitcases."

Olivia smiled, "okay."

"If it takes you too long to find them then just come naked. I already told everyone to stay clear of the deck after 8pm."

"Wow, you thought of everything, didn't you?" Olivia teased.

"I'll be out on the deck," Fitz said.

Fitz left the room but before he went to the deck he stopped at the girls' room to make sure they were in bed sleeping.

On the deck, he pulled off his shirt and stepped into the round jacuzzi. It was a cool night on the Balearic sea but it was hard to feel it in the warm water. The music was soft in the air.

A few minutes later, Olivia walked out from the clear glass door of the family room. She was wearing a string bikini almost the exact shade as her skin tone. She looked nude.

Fitz smiled when he saw two glasses of scotch in her hands as she tiptoed, inexplicably, over to the jacuzzi.

"Why are you sneaking over here?" Fitz asked.

"It's cold," she said as she stepped slowly in the tub. Olivia walked directly to him and climbed into his lap, straddling him. She handed him his drink and then took a sip of hers.

Luther Vandross' 'so amazing' played in the background.

Fitz took the glass and placed it on the polished wooden floor outside of the jacuzzi then placed both hands on her ass.

Olivia smiled as she gazed into his blue eyes. "Is it weird that I miss you and we've been together this whole time?"

Fitz pulled her face to his and kissed her softly. "It's so amazing to be loved, I'd follow you to the moon and the sky above…" he sang to her softly.

Olivia blushed and bit her lip softly then caressed his cheek. "Fitz, I'm already hopelessly in love with you. You don't have to do anything else to make me fall even more."

"I can't sing to my wife..." he said as she kissed her again and pulled the strings of her bikini.

She could feel his cock engorged under the fabric of her nylon bikini.

Olivia wrapped one arm around his neck and pressed her forehead against his. She closed her eyes and when she felt him inside her, she grabbed him tighter. Her large breasts squished between them and Fitz held her ass and began thrusting gently. Olivia braced herself against him and met his thrusts.

Fitz pulled his bikini top from her breasts and bit his lips as he ran his hands down her torso. The sight of her perfect breast sent a rush of blood to his cock even though he was already inside her.

Olivia arched her back and closed her eyes. Pressure began to swell inside her as her breasts bounced up and down. Her legs began to tremble. She felt Fitz grabbing the flesh of her ass tighter. He held her around the throat and pulled her face to his and kissed her sloppily.

Feeling his thick cock stretch her walls with every thrust drove her further on the brink of insanity. Finally, she closed her eyes and succumbed to her orgasm. Her legs shook, her body stiffened as she gripped him. Fitz growled ferociously as his orgasm took him.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead as she laid limp with Olivia on top of him.

She was breathless as she laid her head against her shoulder. Fitz was still inside her and had her hugged tightly against his chest. It always felt good just to hold her and feel her soft skin against his. He kissed her against her scalp and that was how they stayed, listening to the music until Olivia fell asleep.