The Right Side of Forever

Chapter 1: Don't Forget Your Ring

Fitz sat at the bar sipping his scotch and watching the moving hips of a young woman on the dance floor. He was mesmerized by her swaying hips as she danced with her friend. It was as if she was dancing just for him. With every move she made to the beat, the more he became entranced. She stood out from every other girl in the club. She wasn't scantily clad in skin tight clothes and was still the most beautiful girl in club. She wore a black dress that hugged her curves and fell pass her knees with an open front exposing the beautiful brown skin of her flat stomach.

The only thing that took his eyes away from her hips was when she threw her head back and laughed. In that moment, he knew that he had never seen such a beautiful sight. Fitz knew he had to talk to her.

Fitz signaled for the bartender and ordered a drink. He stood and walked to the table where a red head sat alone.

"Hi," Fitz said flashing his most charming smile.

"I'm not interested," she said.

"I'm not-"

"I'm sure this normally works for you," she finally looked up at him and she paused midsentence, with her mouth hanging open.

Fitz smirked at her.

"I wasn't hitting on you," he handed her the drink in his hand, "I wanted to come over here and offer you and your friends free drinks for the rest of the night."

"Why? What is the catch?"

"Your friend in the black dress," he started and she nodded. "Just have her to come up to the bar once."

"So you want me to just hand my friend over to you for free drink?"

"I just need a chance to talk to her once."

She eyed him for a long moment before nodding.

"I'll send her over."

"Thanks," Fitz flashed her a smile before turning and walking away.

Olivia had told herself that she was going to take a break from dancing after the Rihanna mix that the DJ was playing but then Beyonce came on she couldn't help herself. She danced with her friend Quinn as they sang the words to Drunk In Love. Olivia laughed when Quinn took the role of Jay-Z and began to rap his part of the song.

Olivia was having a good time. She was happy that she had let her friends talk her into coming out. Olivia really wasn't into the whole dance club with crowds but her friends had talked her into coming to this smaller lounge and she was loving it.

"Thank you for dragging me out," Olivia said over the music.

"No problem. We had to get you out of your office," Quinn said.

As the song started to transition into the next one, Olivia and Quinn stepped off of the dance floor and made their way back to their table.

"I thought you two would never get back," Abby said as they reached the table.

"You were more than welcome to join us," Quinn took a seat.

"I am a really rhythmically challenged. You guys know this."

"Everyone can dance in the darkness of the club light," Quinn said.

"This is true," Olivia agreed.

"Liv," Abby smiled at her.

"What?" Olivia eyed her suspiciously.

"Did you see the guy sitting in the corner of the bar in the dark gray shirt?"

Olivia subtly looked over at the bar.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Well while you two were over there dancing, he came over to offer us free drinks for the rest of the night."

"What's the catch?"

"You just have to go over there and talk to him once."

"Abby," Olivia looked at her.

"Just go thank him for giving us drinks."

"You're trying to pimp me out for free drinks."

"No. That is not what this is at all."

"Then what is it?"

"You being polite."

Olivia rolled her eyes. She turned enough to get a good look at the man sitting at the bar. She returned her gaze to Abby.

"Well he is cute."

"He is," Abby agreed.

Olivia looked down at her engagement ring. She slipped it off and put it into her clutch. When she looked up, Quinn and Abby were staring at her.

"What?"

"What are you doing?" Abby asked.

"I'm being polite," Olivia stood up, "I'm going to go thank him for our drinks."

Quinn looked at Abby, "You do know that you just created a monster, right?"

"I'm afraid so," Abby shook her head and took a gulp of her drink.

Olivia walked over to the bar. She stood a seat away from the stranger. She waited for the bartender to make his way over.

"Can I get a dirty martini?"

The bartender nodded and started making her drink. She stood there not acknowledging him but she was aware of his presence and could see him staring at her from the corner of her eye.

Olivia took her drink and thanked the bartender. She took a sip and placed it back down on the bar. Olivia finally turns to face him and gives him a smile.

"Hi," he says.

"Hi."

"I'm Fitzgerald but you can call me Fitz," he extends his hand to her.

"Olivia," she shook his hand. "My friend told me that if I came over here once then our free for the night."

"Yeah, that's right."

"Do you work here or something?"

"Or something."

"Word of advice. If you are running a business, you won't get anywhere giving out things for free. Sometimes you can for free promo but the way that you are going about it won't work. What happens we a girl who you find attractive comes in here with her party of friends and you offer free drinks on the hopes of getting laid at the end of the night and it doesn't work? You are going to be out of money and that is not good for business."

"What makes you think I'm trying to get laid?"

"Why else do guys buy drinks for women?"

"I can't speak for other guys but I buy drinks for conversation."

"Right," Olivia was unconvinced, "Because you come to the club to talk."

"It sounds like you are accusing me of frequenting clubs and random girls drinks to get laid."

"That is what it looks like."

"So you doubt my technique for conversations."

"I doubt that you buy drinks for conversation."

"But yet here you are talking to me."

Fitz flashed her a charming smile and she couldn't resist smiling back at him.

"It has been nice talking to you, Fitz."

Olivia picked up her drink and walked back over to her group of friends.

Olivia couldn't believe what she was doing, what she was about to do. This was not her. She didn't have one night stands. She most certainly didn't cheat on her fiancé but here she was on the couch in the home of the man she had just met four hours early about to cross lines she has never crossed before.

Olivia laid on her back with the top half of her dress pulled down around her hips. Fitz lay in between her legs with his face nuzzling her neck. His right hand was rubbing her thigh. Olivia moaned when she felt his tongue lick from her neck to her collarbone. Everything was hazy. Olivia knew this was wrong but she never wanted anything more in her entire life. She felt a sense of guilt but not for betraying her fiancé. It was more like she was betraying herself, she didn't know this man and she was about to share her body with him. What scared her was how much she wanted to share her body with him.

"Fitz," her voice came out as moan but she was trying to stop him. She had to stop him. She didn't know this man. She couldn't sleep with someone who she didn't know. "Fitz, stop."

Fitz instantly stopped his movements and looked up at her. He searched her eyes for answers for every unspoken question he had. Did he hurt her? Was something wrong? Had she changed her mind?

"Hi," she looked at him bashfully.

"Hi," he smiled at her.

"I don't usually do this. I actually have only slept with two men in my life. With this being the first time I have ever slept with someone so soon," Olivia paused when she realized she was rambling, "Can you tell me some things about yourself?"

Fitz smiled at her. He found Olivia to be adorably sexy.

"What do you want to know?"

"What's your middle name? Where are you from? Where did you go to college? What's your relationship like with your parents? Do you have any siblings?"

"Thomas. I'm a third. Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III is my full name. I'm from Santa Barbara, California. I went to Yale where I studied Political Science before going to Harvard Law."

"Yale and Harvard, that is impressive," Olivia nodded, "I went to Princeton and was a double major in Political Science and English. Then I moved on to Georgetown Law."

As Fitz listened to her talk, he felt a strange connection to her. She was beautiful and intelligent. The fact that they had the same educational background enticed him.

"My mother died when I was thirteen. Now I have good relationship with my father. I have a half sister, although I don't call her my half sister, named Faith. She is twenty two. Her mother and our father never married but Ms. Gloria as always been like a mother figure for me since I was like fifteen. Her and my dad are still very close."

"Sorry about your mom," Olivia ran her fingers through his hair, "My mom died when I was twelve in a car crash."

He gave her a weak smile and they fell into a comfortable silence. After a few minutes, Olivia reached up and cupped his face. She caressed his face as if she was trying to get to know him with her hands.

"Thank you for sharing those things with me."

Olivia kissed his chin and trailed kisses to his ear. She pulled his lobe between her teeth and sucked lightly.

"Oh, fuck," Fitz let out a moan. Olivia was pleased with his response. She licked inside his ear and he almost lost it.

"Shit, Livvie," Fitz groaned. Olivia smirked. She loved the nickname he had just giving her.

"I think we should go to your room now," Olivia whispered in his ear.

Fitz wasted no time. He stood with her in his arms and walked them to his bedroom. Once there he placed her down on her feet at the foot of the bed. His hand rested on her hip as he stood there just taking her in. After a long moment, Fitz pulled her dress the rest of the way down. He took in the sight of her just standing there in red lace bra and panties.

Fitz cupped her face and leaned in for a kiss. He slid his tongue across her bottom lip before pulling it into his mouth and sucking. Olivia fell into him, deepening the kiss. Together their tongues explored each other's mouths.

Olivia rubbed Fitz through his pants causing him to release a groan into her mouth. She unbuttoned his pants and was about to reach inside but Fitz picked her up first. He climbed on the bed with her clinging to him.

Fitz laid Olivia on the bed. He kissed her lips and then trailed kisses down her neck and to her breast. He licked to the top of her breast. Olivia sat up slightly so he could take her bra off.

Fitz peppered the newly exposed flesh with open mouth kisses. He licked around her nipple before sucking it into his mouth. His free hand pinched her other nipple. Olivia moaned and arched her back. Fitz alternated between sucking and pinching her nipples.

"Yes, Fitz," Olivia moaned. She reached down between them and started rubbing his penis. Fitz head fell on her chest at the feel of her stroking him.

"I need you inside of me," Olivia spoke into his ear.

Fitz stopped her hand movements. After taking a moment to compose himself, Fitz kissed down her stomach. He pulled her panties down with his teeth. Fitz stood and removed the rest of his clothes. Olivia sat up watching him. Her mouth fell open when his penis was finally free from his boxer briefs.

"Damn," Olivia said without thinking.

Fitz chuckled. He grabbed a condom out of his nightstand and put it on. Olivia watched his every move. Never in her life had she wanted a man the way she wanted him.

"Get on your knees."

Olivia did as he said and got on her hands and knees. Fitz stood behind her, slowly rubbing his erection across her slit.

"Fitz, please," she whined.

Fitz began filling her. Olivia let out a moan as Fitz began with slow thrust. He grabbed her hips and picked up his pace. Olivia rolled her hips in a circular motion, matching his strokes.

"Shit, yes. Harder," Olivia screamed.

Fitz grip on her hips tightened as he pounded into her.

"Fuck," he grunted.

Fitz grabbed one of Olivia's legs and lifted it off the bed, opening her up more to him as he pounded into her.

"Oh, God. You're so deep," Olivia moaned, "So fucking deep."

Fitz strokes came hard and deep. Olivia's hands gripped the sheets and grinded her hips on him.

"Shit," Fitz moaned.

"I want to ride you," Olivia said.

Fitz slowed his thrust and pulled out. He laid on his back on the bed and Olivia straddled him. Olivia didn't know what had came over her but she wanted nothing more than to please this man and to feel wanted by him. It was crazy but in the small time that she him, she felt a genuine comfortableness with him. A part of her hated that this was only going to be a one night thing. Before she could get in her head, Olivia reserved herself to enjoy the rest of the time that she had with Fitz.

Fitz grabbed her hips and helped her down on his erection. Olivia placed her hands on his chest and began moving back and forth. She grabbed his hands, removing them from her hips and pinning them to the mattress on the side of the bed.

"This isn't my first time so I don't need your help," she spoke into his ear.

Olivia alternated between gyrating her hips to a beat she heard in her head and moving up and down on Fitz dick. She could tell by his face that he was enjoying himself. Fitz thrust upward causing her to fall forward.

"Oh, fuck," Olivia screamed.

"You feel so fucking good," Fitz grunted as he wrapped his arms around her.

Olivia's hands gripped the sheets and she buried her face in his neck. She continued to move her hips in a circular motion. She was close and when Fitz started to rub circles on her clit that was her undoing.

"Oh, fuck. I'm coming," her screams were slightly muffled as she bit his neck.

Fitz felt her grip him and he continued to pound into her. His hold on her tightened and his breathing changed. Olivia began sucking on his ears and that was his undoing. He held on to her tight as curse words left his mouth at the same time that he released himself into the condom.

Fitz was awoken by the sound of his phone ringing. He blinked a few times to adjust to the lack of light in the room. He looked down at Olivia sleeping on his chest. Fitz carefully reached for the phone so that he didn't wake her.

"Hello," he voice was groggy.

"Fitzgerald! Is my friend still alive?"

Fitz sighed. It was Olivia's sarcastic, red headed friend Abby.

"Why wouldn't she people?"

"There is a lot of crazy people in this world. The good looking ones are the ones you would least suspect," Abby said.

"So you're saying I'm good looking?"

"Put her on the phone, Fitzgerald," Abby snapped lightheartedly.

Fitz pulled the phone away from his ear and attempted to wake Olivia.

"Livvie," he rubbed up and down her arm.

Olivia mumbled something and buried her face in his chest. Fitz found her to be adorable. He moved her hair out of her face and caressed her face while calling her name. When she could stay asleep any longer, Olivia slowly opened her eyes and looked up at him with a yawn.

"What?"

"The phone."

"What?"

Olivia's confused morning face made him smile.

"Abby is on the phone for you."

Olivia groaned and Fitz stood up and handed her the phone. He walked into his bathroom to give her some privacy.

"What," Olivia spoke into the phone, not happy to be awaken so early.

"Jay called. I told him you were in the shower but he is threatening to come over here since you haven't been picking up your phone."

"Fuck," Olivia sighed, "What time is it?"

"It is almost 8am."

"Fuck," Olivia said again. She was not in the mood for this. "I'll be there within the next hour."

Olivia hung up the phone as reality began to hit her. She had to get to her friend's house before her fiancé showed up.

"Hey slut," Abby said the moment Olivia walked into the kitchen.

"Abby, please," Olivia sat down at the kitchen table.

"Did you do it?"

Olivia nodded.

"How was it?"

"Abby."

"What? He was cute. Details would be nice."

"I can't believe I cheated on Jay," Olivia put her head down on the table.

Abby took the seat across from her. She slid a mug of coffee to her friend.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No, Abby. I don't want to give you details about last night."

"I'm talking about why you cheated on Jay."

Olivia looked up at her.

"The Olivia Pope that I know doesn't do random hookups or one night stands. Now I know you are not a saint but your behavior last night was so unlike you," Abby said, "So I'll ask again, do you want to talk about it?"

"I love Jay."

"Okay."

Olivia sighed and hesitated before continuing, "But I don't know…I can't see myself spending the rest of my life with him."

Abby nodded but didn't say anything.

"I do love him. Everything is great. He is successful, I'm attracted to him, the sex is great but when I think about being with someone forever, it is just not him."

"You need to tell him."

"I can't. This is Edison Davis all over again. I have these really great men who any woman would die to have and for some reason, I can't commit to them enough to walk down the aisle. Something is wrong with me."

"Nothing is wrong with you."

"Yes, there is. I'm going 0 for 2 with this whole runaway bride theme."

Abby chuckled.

"Edison was great guy but he wasn't the guy for you. He was boring and straight laced. That relationship would not have worked pass what it is right now, which is really close friends. He is perfect for his wife."

"Well now he is. But it took him years to bounce back after I left him."

"Okay," Abby tried to hold her laugh in. "Seriously, Liv, you shouldn't have to force love. If it doesn't feel right, then it isn't. Even if you say no to fifty proposals, that doesn't mean that there is something wrong with you. Trust your gut. What do you always tell me?"

"That my gut is never wrong."

"Exactly. Now, trust your gut and talk to your man."

Olivia sighed.

"I do have to go home," she stood, "I'm going to go shower first."

"Yeah, that is probably a good idea."

Olivia kissed Abby on the cheek.

"Oh and Olivia, don't forget your ring."

Olivia nodded and pulled her ring out of her clutch and put it on.

"You're my best friend for a reason," Olivia held up her mug of coffee before she left to go freshen up.

"Are you going to tell me where you are taking me?"

Jacob Shaw, Olivia's fiancé glanced at her and then back at the road.

"If I told you then it wouldn't be a surprise," he said.

"Jay, you know I hate surprises," Olivia looked out the window for a quick moment. She had no clue where they were.

He reached for her hand and brought it to his lips kissing it.

"You are going to love this one. I promise you."

Olivia sighed and returned her graze to the window. She took in the scenery as they drove in a comfortable silence. Twenty minutes later they were pulling into a driveway of a ranch. Jay and Olivia got out of the car.

"Wow," Olivia looked around, "Where are we?"

"It is the my childhood best friend's family home."

Jay led her into the house.

"I spent most of my summers here as a kid and when I came back home in college it was always here."

"Awe baby," Olivia smiled at him, "This place is beautiful."

"This is like my second family so the doors are always open for me. So I thought we could get away for the week," Jay pulled her into him and placed a kiss on her lips.

Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in closer. The two stood in the foyer kissing. Jay's hand went under Olivia's shirt. Her hand massaged his scalp as his tongue explored the inside of her mouth.

"Okay, you two. Cut it out."

The voice startled them. Olivia turned away slightly embarrassed to be having a make out session in someone else's home. Olivia turned as Jay and his friend were embracing. When he pulled away and she got a look at the man, Olivia felt her heart drop to the pit of her stomach.

"Babe," Jay reached for her, "I want to introduce you to my friend, Fitzgerald. Fitz, this is Olivia."

Fitz smiled politely and took her hand, "It's nice to meet you Olivia."

Olivia smiled and nodded. She couldn't find her voice for a moment.

"It is nice to meet you too."