Chapter 28

"They so soft". Noelle was playing with the petals in her flower basket. She was dressed in an adorable simple white dress, top with sequins that glittered pink that had a purple shadow shine.

"Smell so good." She took a whiff in the air, in her own little world. Liv watched as Noelle picked up a handful of the pink and purple rose petals and rubbed her tiny fingers for them to rain back into the basket. Noelle's hair was beautiful. Gail did amazing work. Her light brown hair was pulled softly back, and her ponytail curled to perfection, bringing out some natural layers she had in there. There was simple pull back of baby's breath on the side.

When she turned and smiled at Liv because of the petals falling back into place, her blue eyes sparkled with her glow. "It rain flowers." She said in the cutest giggle. Then she stopped and looked at Liv.

"Ready to marry daddy?" It was a question and Noelle asked it because she didn't know what else to say. Her Ovivia just looked so beautiful. She looked down at her own dress and back at Liv's.

"We the same color," her little hand went down her top and she pointed to Liv. "So pretty."

Liv smiled back at her. It was just her and Noelle in the little room on the side of the chapel. Outside there were about 75 people, ones closest to Liv and Fitz from work and Rockford. Liv was a barrel of nerves but being alone with her 3 year old soon to be step daughter calmed her down a bit.

"You look amazingly beautiful Noelle. Thank you for being our flower girl." Liv stood next to her as the young girl looked up at her. "And yes, I am ready to marry to your daddy." Liv nodded.

"I put flowers for you." Again she grabbed a handful and sprinkled them down again. "You mommy now, no Ovivia mommy. Just mommy, ok?"

Liv bit her lip, and hard. She didn't want tears streaming down her face moments before she was to walk down the aisle to Fitz. "Ok, Noelle, so very ok." She poked Noelle's nose and remembered how far they had come in just two months.

There was a small tap on the door and Tiffany poked her head in. "Can I come in?"

"Sure, Tiffany, please, come on in." Liv looked at the young girl she once thought was Noelle's mom and shook her head. "That dress looks amazing on you."

Tiffany smiled and looked down at her dress then looked at herself in the full length mirror. "Thank you for having me as part of your day. I am so happy for you and for Mr. Grant. He never thought he would find love, having Noelle and all." Tiffany stopped. "You two are just perfect together." Her dark pink, one shoulder dress looked so perfect on her. Olivia was excellent at her job of fashion and the dress on Noelle and Olivia, besides the one on herself were extravagant.

Tiffany took Noelle's hand. "Ready to go kid?"

"Mommy come?" Noelle asked curiously.

"I'll be right behind you with Harrison, ok. I can't wait to follow your flower trail." Olivia watched Noelle walk out with Tiffany and turned to the mirror to see herself.

She had about three minutes before Harrison came in to get her to walk her down the aisle to give her away to Fitz. Her reflection stared back at her and she took a very deep breath. Behind her, an illusion of her mother. "Baby, you look gorgeous."

Her mother's words echoed in the room. "I never thought I could love someone enough to marry him." Liv spoke back to the illusion. "Here I am. A year ago I was so alone, so afraid, and now…" Liv stopped, she wasn't going to talk to an illusion on her wedding day.

"How beautiful his love is for you, and that little girl." Maya titled her head. "You hit the jackpot in love, and his looks, girl let's not go there. I love you baby, go get your man."

Liv turned around to an empty room, and she picked up her bouquet which were a stunning bundle of the most abundant colors of purple, pink, and red roses. The baby's breath to match Noelle came out for the softest touch. Liv took a sniff, enjoying the aroma and looked at her completed self.

The dress Mrs. Steven's had made, an original, and it was mesmerizing. A zipper in the back, just how Fitz liked it. She got chills thinking of him unzipping it later, as her husband.

Little tap again on the door and Liv was back to reality. Looking towards the door Harrison poked his head in. "Liv, it's time."

"I know. I'll be right out."

One more turn towards the full length mirror and Maya was there behind her shoulder again. She winked at her and placed both her hands on either of Liv's shoulders. "I love you so much baby girl. Now go get your forever."

Liv gave a little nod to the mirror. "Love you too mom." Before the tears filling her eyes fell down her cheek and left a stain, she headed towards her forever with Fitz.

She opened the door to a smiling Harrison holding out his arm for Liv to interlock hers. He gave a pat to the top of her hand. "Let me just say, you look stunning, and I am so damn happy for you." Harrison gave a tight lipped smile.

"A year ago, you were so lost, your eyes so dark. Today I can't even begin to describe how they are gleaming, shining." He kissed her cheek. "Now let's go get you married."

"Fitz, you're making me dizzy, man, you need to relax." Jay walked over to his best friend and fixed Fitz's collar for a third time. "You're making yourself messier than Noelle ever could." He laughed. "Never thought I would see this side of you."

Jay's head tilted towards the back. "There's a back entrance. If you want to grab Noelle and bolt, that's all good." He pushed Fitz's shoulder. "Just kidding you'd be miserable forever."

Fitz finally let out a long breath. He slicked his hair back from each side and checked the inside pocket for the box. He pulled out a tiny velvet box and opened it. There were two diamond studded wedding bands. One for him, one for her. He flipped it closed with a click and handed it to Jay.

"The rings." After Jay took the box, Fitz's hands went into his front pocket. "Oh man, tell me this is real and I'm not dreaming."

"This is real, you're not dreaming." Jay exchanged the box with his phone. He looked down at the display and pushed a few buttons.

"Am I interrupting something to get married?" Fitz looked at him confused.

"Yeah, only the woman of my dreams thinking I'm taking her out for a nice Valentine's dinner, but here I am with you."

"Seriously?"

"No, not seriously, Fitz, I wouldn't miss this for the world. You better calm down, you're going to pass out up there and then what." He looked back down at the phone.

"Tiffany took a picture of Noelle. It's not bad luck if you see the flower girl is it? I am not sure about all this wedding etiquette."

"I don't think it is." Fitz took a step towards him. "Oh my, look at her." Fitz covered his mouth. "She looks way older than three." Noelle was smiling at the camera in the first shot. The second shot she had a handful of the petals she couldn't stop playing with.

"Growing up fast. You did amazing with her and now Olivia completes your family, until you have one, two, or maybe…"

"Whoa, let us get married first, ok."

"Ok, I just want you to know…" Jay couldn't finish. He covered his eyes with his fingers, feeling the tears burning him.

"Hey, Jay, what is it. Is it Jacqui?"

"No, not that. That night in the hotel room, with the gun. You were so lost Fitz, so sure your life should end, and look at you. I see the sparkle in your eyes, and I see the love in Olivia's eyes for you. It's so genuine, and I'm so glad you didn't pull that trigger before I got there."

Fitz put his head down. "I'll never know how to thank you for that."

"You did. Finding someone that loves Noelle as much as her own mother would is payback enough. Add to the fact that you keep me in her life, that's everything." Jay gave Fitz a brotherly hug. "I love you so much, and I couldn't be happier for you today."

Fitz's fists tightened as he hugged Jay back. "The sex with Jacqui was a mistake, Noelle was a blessing, but that night when you saved me in the hotel, all that wouldn't have happened if you didn't care enough to show up."

"Ok, I'm going out there. Take a minute ok, and don't you use that back entrance." Jay put his phone away and Fitz was left in the quiet room for a minute.

Unlike Olivia did with her moment, he sat on the step on the floor. Fitz put his head down, hands hanging from his knees and he saw his father's storefront on the floor.

One of his hands outlined the door of store. The dark black letters just spelled Grant's, and Fitz smiled. His dad was suddenly standing there with a broom. "For a city, there sure are so many leaves, where the hell do they come from?" He began sweeping, and then he looked up.

"My God, Fitz, you look incredible, where did you get the money for that suit you're wearing, that's a Steven's suit, priced at roughly $5000."

Fitz smiled at his confused looking father. "Actually, dad, it's $7000, but that's ok, we can afford it." Fitz stopped. His father was still in his ripped sweats, apron covering his ripped shirt underneath. "I wish you could be here."

Gerry turned, hearing the bell ring above the door. "Son, I have to go, customer, wherever you are going, make sure you're careful in that suit. Don't ruin it."

"I love you dad." Those were the only words Fitz could get out fast enough in the empty room as his father turned and walked away, the picture of the store disappearing.

Even though there was so much more he wanted to say to him. He had a picture of Noelle to show him, he had news clippings of all the success Fitz has as a businessman, but most of all, he had a suit for him to wear to his wedding, if the day ever came.

Looking one more time at the empty floor, Fitz whispered. "She was a Christmas miracle dad. You always said Christmas was for miracles. Noelle was one, and now Olivia. I wish I was having the wedding and honeymoon during Christmas. I just can't wait though, I want Olivia as my wife, as Noelle's mother." He took a deep breath.

He looked up. The love he had for the holiday was one only Liv could understand. How he wished the feeling of Christmas was year round, that didn't resonate just with him. Both himself and Liv had memories of Christmas up in their homes and offices, so he is marrying his soulmate.

Fitz looked around, the well lighted room wasn't silent anymore, the organ began playing, and that was Fitz's cue he had to get out there. Seeing the suit he did in fact buy for his father hanging by the door, Fitz walked towards it. He gave it a rub. "I love her dad, she's beautiful and she takes such good care of your granddaughter, just as if Noelle was her own. Her name is Olivia, and we begin out forever today. Thank you for giving me a love of Christmas, because I don't know if I would have met her had I not had that love."

Fitz rubbed his hand down his face. He took a deep breath. He wiped the invisible lint from the suit he was wearing, yes the $7000 suit. He would have paid more. It was the first wedding groom suit Liam sold and Fitz was hoping he would take more money, but Liam wouldn't, so Fitz ordered a second one for his dad, and would then donate it.

The layout would be out next month and it meant more exposure for Liam, and for Liv's magazine. The organ got louder and Fitz hurried out the door. The sooner this was over with, the sooner they can get on to the honeymoon.

A month ago

"I never thought I would say this, but the city is boring without Christmas." Liv looked across the table to see Fitz smiling at her.

"What?" She side eyed him. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You said yes." Fitz said.

"Fitz, I said yes on the island back in December."

"No, you said yes to a Valentine's Day wedding."

Liv crossed her arms, her right one still sore from the shot. "I know and tomorrow begins madness in planning it." She stirred her tea as the server placed it down.

"How are you feeling?" Fitz nodded at her arm.

"Oh fine, sore for a few hours, but then it's fine. You're ok with what we talked about?"

"Yes, a year with Noelle, then we talk about pregnancy, perfectly fine. I want us to be a family. So, you're going to meet with Crystal in two days?"

"Your travel agent?"

"That's her. You have full reign of the private jet, the yacht, the helicopters, anywhere in the world you want to go for our honeymoon, just make it a surprise for me, ok?"

"You got it Mister, a surprise it will be, and I think you're going to be surprisingly surprised." Liv purposely licked her lips and bit her bottom lip thinking of their nights together for their honeymoon.

Fitz jumped up, startling her a bit and took her hand. "Play time over, Ms. Pope, time to get to the penthouse and begin to estimate the bedroom for selling purposes."

Being a block away from the condo, Fitz had her hand and was in front of her, like a man on a mission. She was regretting licking her lips or was she? Right now, though, he was making it hard to move quickly in the heels she was wearing.

"Hi Felix, yeah, everything is great. Late a for a meeting." Fitz avoided the small talk and got in the elevator with the haste so not to run into Tiffany and Noelle.

Alone in the elevator now, Fitz had Liv right where he wanted, on the back wall of the rising box, and with the movement, his lips crashed into hers as he lifted her arms above her head.

His breathing deep, his tongue dancing inside her mouth, Liv's body had chills from head to toe, not having any fight in stopping any of this.

The ding of the elevator and Liv glanced up in the middle of the kiss making sure it was "P" and Fitz backed out, pulling her close to him, then lifted her up spinning to her door.

Don't ask Liv how they got to the bedroom, it's all a blur, and as they hit the bed, they were already undressed, and Fitz's mouth was wrapped around her breast.

"You drive me insane, woman. I can't wait to do this to you as Mrs. Grant."

"Will you be rougher when we're married?"

Fitz stopped and looked at her, squinting gray eyes, and Liv smiled. "Well, will you be? Because I wouldn't have it any other way, you know, as your bossy wife."

"You are very bossy." His eyes left her, and he felt her body arch, giving him the moment to wrap his arm under her and pull her closer. His mouth was already devouring her sweet spot below, and his tongue was not cooperating.

According to Liv, his tongue was out of control. Up, down, in, out, slow circular movements on top.

His arm wrapped around her body, the hand on the curve of her stomach, and he gave a little squeeze as he felt her body lose control, her stomach jerked down and then up, as the orgasm seemed to go on.

"Fitz." Then a stifling moan, with her eyes closed. "I need a minute." She breathed trying to come back down.

"A minute is too long." His mouth moved from her entrance to her stomach, back to her breast, and up to her lips. Thrusting now into her, his erection throbbing, as he breathed heavily on her neck.

Liv didn't know if he realized or not, but he was pounding into her. Grunting with each thrust and her body was responding in a way she didn't know it could. With every thrust it hungered for him more. "Harder." She couldn't believe what she said but she did and Fitz did as he was told.

Her body was lost under his, and the familiar sense of numbness hit her hard, letting her body just go with it, as Fitz put his head up to look at her. "I can watch you come all day." He felt his body heat begin to build up, and he rolled her, so she was on top.

"Can you take anymore, am I too rough?" Both his hands on her hips, still rock hard, and still inside her.

A small laugh, almost like a mad woman, and Liv looked at him. "All day, huh, then bring on another one."

No sooner did she say it, she was questioning why she said it. He lifted her from the hips, and had her bounce back down on him, repeating it she went up, then down, then he slid her forward, towards his chest, and up, back down again, and towards his chest.

Liv lost count of how many times her body went numb, but she wasn't going to hide it, as she finally fell forward, defeated, resting her head on his chest as she finally felt him let go, wrap his arms around her, and held her there.

While Liv was just passed out, sleeping, Fitz reached over for his phone to call Harrison. "The doctor is running late, could you cancel Liv's 4:00 until tomorrow morning? She just went into see the doctor and the doctor did warn her she may be exhausted after the visit."

"No problem Mr. Grant, tell Liv to call me when she's up to it."

Liv's eyes opened to a darkened room, minus the lights on her little tree she wouldn't take down and she sat up staring at the time. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, my 4:00." It was already 5:30, no use in trying to salvage it.

She turned to scold Fitz but there was a pink rose and a note on the pillow. "Livvie looks like things got a bit rough for you. Don't worry, your 4:00 has been rescheduled until 10:00 tomorrow morning. Can't wait for the honeymoon. FTGIII"

She fell back to the pillow relieved but deep in thought. He wanted a surprise destination honeymoon he was going to get one.

The Wedding

Liv watched as Noelle stole the show for the moment. She walked at a steady pace just like they practiced for an hour last night in Liv's penthouse. It was going to be their last night in the penthouse as it was up on the market effective today. Liv was moving in with her husband and new daughter once they returned.

Noelle was sprinkling just the right amount of petals, so that pink and purple garnished the mock carpet leading down towards Fitz.

Liv thought of that day together when he put her in charge of the honeymoon and now chills went up her spine thinking about where they will be tomorrow after a brief plane ride. She felt Harrison give her a nudge and the music played cueing everyone to stand up and look at Liv.

Liv looked straight ahead. She was nervous if she saw them all staring at her she would be a wreck. She was here for two people, Fitz and Noelle, that's who mattered. Unbeknowst to Liv, Noelle saw Uncle Jay and Fitz and she ran to them when her sprinkle time was over.

Jay was holding her now, she was high up just sitting on Jay's forearm and she watched her Ovivia, now mommy coming up the aisle. Once the music stopped, Fitz and Liv were lost in each other's eyes. It was quiet for a moment

A squeaky voice suddenly took over the silence. "Ovivia marry daddy, she mommy now."

Jay looked at his niece and smiled. He bounced her up and hugged her. "That's right Noelle, a mommy to take care of you here."

Noelle got bored in Jay's arms and ran to sit on Lauren's lap as Tiffany stood behind Liv as the vows were read. Jay grabbed the box, and the rings were placed in their rightful place as Fitz hungrily kissed his bride.

They faced the small crowd, and Noelle ran to them, standing in between as they were announced Mr. and Mrs. Grant. Noelle looked up at Liv. "Ovivia Grant now, like Noelle Grant." She turned and smiled with her parents, making for a beautiful family photo Toya was so quickly taking.

The reception was held on the top floor of Grant Enterprises. The building had a massive, unused room on the 75th floor and Fitz had it turned into a gorgeous Valentine themed wedding reception.

They walked in under an arch of a heart made of roses. Just beyond that was a giant lighted heart, blinking of course, into colors of pink, purple, and white.

If Fitz took his eyes or hands off Olivia for more than five minutes during the whole reception, that would have been a record. While on the dance floor, the final slow dance was slow, and Liv was wrapped in her man's arms.

"It was beautiful, I couldn't have dreamed of something so perfect, you did well Mr. Grant." She whispered in his ear as "All the man I Need" played loudly.

"I can only hope the honeymoon will just as perfect. I can start by telling you it is if you let me know where we are going." He whispered back, but using his hands to rub gently down her bare back. She even felt his finger go over the first the first button covering the zipper.

"Don't you dare Mister." She meant it both ways. "No trying to ruin the surprise and definitely no playing with the dress buttons."

He moaned and his lips just gently kissed her neck, and Liv wanted to run to the plane right now. "Fitz," she whispered.

"What?" He stopped and looked around. "We're married"

"Not that, what you're doing to me." Her hand went to the front of his pants, and she looked at him. "And, what I'm doing to you. Fitzgerald Grant, we have to calm you down."

"Tell me about it, keep dancing, but stop rubbing against me."

Just as the song ended, Noelle came running over to them. Liv had no idea how she was still going. Fitz lifted her high in his arms. "You listen to Uncle Jay, ok. Where are you going?"

"Calfrornia." Noelle rested her head on her daddy's shoulders.

"Close enough," he laughed. "You get to go to Disney Land with Uncle Jay."

She nodded, unimpressed for now because she was so tired. "Where you go with mommy?"

"That's a surprise." Liv rubbed her back and watched her blue eyes close.

"She's sleeping." Liv informed Fitz.

"Bags in the car, sir." Gil nodded at Liv.

Jay was now holding Noelle. He looked at Fitz. "I know, don't lose UNI, I'll be a dead man."

"By a three year old, no less. Have the best time with her, ok."

"Looking forward to it, and you have the best time with her." Jay winked at Liv who smiled.

"Looking forward to it." Fitz led Liv out the door to the awaiting car.

"Within moments, her dress was unzipped in the back, the top off shoulders, and Fitz's lips were already nibbling at her breast. "Jesus," he took turns on each one. "I waited all night for this." His head made his way up as he kissed his gorgeous bride.

'You didn't." She took a deep breath. "Need to get a." His kissing was relentless, and she had to breathe again. "hotel room."

"Shh." His lips made their way between her breasts now, her skin smooth as silk. "Just give a clue where we are going tomorrow."

"Firs one is already in the hotel suite waiting." Liv bit her lip as he stopped and looked at her. "Naughty Livvie."

One thing about Fitz, he was going all out. The honeymoon suite in the Ritz Carlton was awaiting them. Although they would only spend 8 hours there, Fitz wanted it to be 8 hours in the best suite closest to their reception.

Liv went to the bathroom as Fitz brought the bags in. She changed into what would now be their honeymoon theme for the next five nights. She pulled the tip of the white fur trimmed lingerie skirt out, then pulled the top of the fur trimmed shoulder less top down to reveal some cleavage.

Fitz's bare back was to her on the bed, and he didn't hear her come out of the bathroom. She crawled onto the bed, kneeled up and covered his eyes from behind. "It's a theme, Fitz, and this is the first to the theme. Before you look, do you want to guess the theme?" Her red sequins on the outfit he was about to see brought sparkle to the dim lit room.

"Some place I am sure I will sweat in 100-degree weather, but that's ok, we can take cool showers, all day." He held her hands as they covered his eyes.

She giggled. "Not even close, I am taking care of what my man likes. Now don't look yet."

She put her back on the bed and was lying down, body stretched. "Ok, now."

Fitz turned at the speed of light, and just stared at her. "Oh, Mrs. Clause, you look delicious." The red Christmas lingerie dress wasn't going to stay on long, and Fitz began slowly licking up to her inner thigh. He raised the skirt with both hands to her bare entrance just screaming for him.

Liv was already moaning, knowing this orgasm would come fast. "How does it feel being Mrs. Grant?"

"Best feeling in the world." Her one hand rubbing his curls wanted to pull him to her, but she knew better. Let Fitz take his time, the result would be earth shattering.

He licked, slowly, the other thigh, his hand resting on the opposite one. He gave a small bite to it, and Liv's legs closed a bit enclosing his head. He spread them back to where they were. "Patience my love, patience." The back of his finger gently went down her clit, her soaking wet clit, and Fitz looked at her.

"Always ready for me." He turned her around and looked at the back. "So it's Christmas themed? Our honeymoon is Christmas themed?"

She shook her head in weakness as she felt Fitz unzip the top, and kissed his way down her back, until she was naked, as she lay belly down.

He took the fur of the outfit and rubbed it on her smooth skin, tickling her a bit, and causing her body to arch. She was practically inviting him to take her from behind. She figured though, that would come later, he had other plans.

He turned her around still holding the outfit and outlining his lips now with the fur. "So soft, Livvie, just like your skin." He put the fur to her mouth and outlined her lips with it. He tossed it aside and pounded his lips to hers.

Their bodies thrusting into each other, sexual desire, but so slowly getting to the actual sex, and Liv closed her eyes, moving her head in rhythm with the kiss. As he let go of her lips, he stared now at her naked body.

"You made me the happies man today." Before Liv could respond, his tongue was in her entrance, and she pulled his hair because the orgasm was instantaneous. "Fuck, Fitz." Her breaths were too deep to speak, as Fitz just continued to penetrate his tongue in and out and tasting the juices her body was making.

Finally, when her body shook a bit, he stopped and used his finger once again to now caress her sore clit. "So, Christmas themed, in February?"

Liv smiled with her eyes closed. "It's amazing what the Grant name can get you. You're very well known."

"Yeah, I know, money talks, it's horrible, but sometimes it's worth it." Liv opened her eyes to him.

"You're not getting it out of me." She pulled him down to her lips, stroking the erection he probably has had since their dance. Her warm saliva overtook it, and Fitz, kneeling up on the bed, just held the sides of Liv's head as her mouth now stroked him slowly.

Being in the position he was in, he thrusted a bit in her mouth, and Liv had both her hands on his ass, helping him go deeper. Fitz closed his eyes and wanted to hold on, but he couldn't, and he let go, as Liv continued to take it all in.

Fitz fell in weakness to his back and pulled her down with him. "You're not making this easy on yourself." He smiled as he held his new wife close to his body. They lay in silence for a bit.

"Noelle looked beautiful." Liv whispered as they were bringing their bodies down to relaxation."

"She did." Fitz nodded. "The whole wedding was just so surreal."

"Thanks to you. That's why the honeymoon will be even…" Fitz pushed her under him and kissed her.

"Shh, no more small talk." Fitz grabbed his erection. "It doesn't take long for you to get me like this." He guided it towards her but wouldn't put it in right away. He liked to weaken her first.

He moved it around, a tiny thrust then out. He gently kissed her as he saw her bottom body begging for him. "Oh no." Liv moaned. She knew exactly what he was he was doing.

Her legs defenseless wrapped around him, and his next thrust engulfed her inside, and he didn't stop. Her legs tight around his back, as he went harder and harder into her. His hands went under her back, getting deeper inside her, and Fitz immediately felt her juices as she let out a moan, her hands to the side of her head in defeat.

"No, no, Livvie, not yet." He rolled her over and lifted her ass in the air, and guiding his dick right back to where it belonged. She was weak, so he had to do all the work, despite the heat radiating from his body, sweat on his chest.

His memory saw her there in her wedding dress, vowing to be his forever, and his hand gripped softly the back of her neck as he clearly saw her now, her head buried in the pillow, yet another orgasm overtaking her.

His body went down, mouth to neck. "All mine Livvie, all fucking mine." The final thrust felt how deep he was in her, and his forehead rested on her shoulder blades as he hit his climax.

Liv really couldn't move. She just wanted to stay there, on her belly and close her eyes. She was spent, exhausted, her body weak. He began rubbing her back, and Liv fell fast asleep as the new Mrs. Grant.

Fitz woke up to the sound of giggles and for a moment he thought everything was a dream. Maybe he dreamt Olivia, didn't really have a wife, because he thought he was just waking up to the laughter of Noelle. He also felt something on his head, and he rubbed it off and turned to Liv.

"Ready to shower and get going? The private plane awaits the newlyweds Mr. and Mrs. Grant." Liv was wearing a Santa hat, and Fitz looked at what he took off his head and saw his own Santa hat.

"What is going on?" His eyes squinted.

"Come on, shower, and we'll be in the air. No messing around in the shower Mister."

"Hmm, your body, soaking wet, standing in front of me, I can't make promises I won't keep." Liv squealed and took off towards the shower as Fitz chased her close behind.

The plane gliding in the air now, Fitz was looking out the window as if that would help him guess where they were going. Liv's finger went along his jawline, and she turned his head facing her. She kissed him gently on the lips as she got up from the seat and reached into her bag.

Around Fitz's neck she put a necklace of Christmas lights, blinking, and Fitz held them in palm looking and them. "A warm Christmas?" He was thinking where they could be going. "I know, Hawaii and the necklace is in place of a lei, but you'll get your lay." He looked up smiling thinking he just said the funniest joke ever.

"Lame." Liv smiled. "No, not Hawaii, but Maui would be lovely. Maybe our anniversary."

"Mrs. Grant." The voice came over the plane's intercom. Liv just continued to look at Fitz. "Mrs. Grant."

Fitz nodded towards the intercom phone. "You're being summoned. Gus said Mrs. Grant, you, I believe, are Mrs. Grant."

"I have to get used to that, huh." She picked up the phone.

"Thank you, Gus." She reached for the seatbelt and buckled Fitz in, preparing for landing.

"Already? So, it's somewhere in the states?"

As the plane touched down, Liv picked up the phone. "Gus, give us a few minutes, please."

She straddled her body over Fitz's. Her hands resting on his curls. "You're always the one in charge, and I love that about you. It's so fucking sexy and hot." She kissed him deep and she saw him lost in it. "Now it's my turn."

She glanced towards the window. "Outside the plane, there's a town car waiting for us. We'll soon be in a tiny cabin, one bedroom, a kitchen, a living area and a crackling fireplace for the freezing nights."

"Go on, so far we're not seeing outdoors is what you're saying." Fitz smiled.

"In the corner of the cabin, a small Christmas tree with blinking hearts, to represent out Valentine's wedding and Christmas." She kissed him again. "It's a real Christmas tree, so the smell will hit us as soon as we get in."

"Outside the cabin and in the windows, strings of blinking lights, just how you like it."

His face got very serious. "Liv, you made the whole honeymoon about…."

"Christmas." She finished. "We are in a small town in Michigan. The town next door to us has Christmas 24/7, 365 days a year. For the next five days, we will be ice skating, drinking mint hot chocolate, decorating trees and windows, the whole Christmas experience. At night…"

"I'll be making love to my wife, for as long as she can take it." He looked at her, lovingly. "I can't love you any more than I do, but you keep finding ways to make that impossible." He buried his face into the crook of her neck thinking about his thoughts on his wedding day. "I love you so much Olivia Grant."

He stood up with her in his arms, her legs wrapped around him, as they headed towards the door, Gus waiting to greet them.

Into the town car they went, Fitz saw the blinking lights coming from the town a few miles away. A tree as massive as the one in NYC, if he could see it from this far. He took in a breath of the cool air, right now it was a warm 35 degrees and temperatures would be dropping.

"Looks like we'll have to generate plenty of body heat, now, won't we Mister." Liv smiled as she saw his child come out in him, the Christmas Fitz she fell in love with.

"Seems like we will. Let's go begin our Christmas in February."