His Possession (OLITZ /Scandal - short stories) - Chapter 3: Chapter 3

Fitz called her after his meeting, leaning back in his Oval Office chair, the weight of the day melting away at the sound of her voice.
"Hi..."
"Hi," Olivia replied, shutting her fridge with a soft thud.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Of course. Anything."
"What are you wearing?"
She laughed, the sound low and teasing. "Really, Fitz? Calling to ask what I'm wearing? You sound like a pervert."
"A pervert? After last night, Liv, you could make a porn star blush."
"That was the heat of passion."
"That was sexy as hell. Do it again."
"Where are you?"
"Waiting on the Canadian Prime Minister. I think the veal scallopini got to him-the meeting's postponed."
"So, you're bored."
"And hopelessly distracted."
"I'm hanging up now."
"Liv, don't."
"You want me to talk dirty while you wait for a world leader?"
"I just want to hear your voice, baby. What are you doing right now?"
"Just finished with the group, handed out assignments. Now I'm home, making dinner."
"What's on the menu?"
"Cobb salad and a glass of wine."
"What do you put in your Cobb salad?"
"Wow, you really are bored."
"Anything to keep you talking. Your voice is addictive."
She smiled, slicing a tomato. "Vintage Merlot for the dressing, iceberg, watercress, romaine, tomatoes, chives, blue cheese, hard-boiled egg, chicken breast, and avocado."
"Damn, woman. That sounds incredible."
"Better than the steak and potatoes I made you last night?"
"Nothing beats your sirloin and those creamy potatoes, Liv."
"Glad you like my cooking."
"Your sweet honey dessert is what I crave most."
"I knew you wouldn't keep it casual for long."
"You have that effect on me. Are you barefoot in the kitchen?"
"Yes. And I'm only wearing a white silk robe."
Fitz's breath caught. "Nothing underneath?"
"Nothing."
He groaned softly. "Can I come over tonight?"
"Not a chance. Cyrus will keep you late, and I have an early client meeting."
"That still leaves hours for me to make you scream my name."
"I'm really hanging up now."
"You wouldn't."
"Try me."
"I can't help it, Liv. You drive me crazy."
"It's not intentional. I'm just irresistible to you."
"That you are. Now, go to your room, take off the robe, and-"
"I will do no such thing."
"You're no fun."
"That's not what you said last night."
"You're right. I was too busy moaning your name."
"Are you touching yourself?"
"Now I am."
"Are your pants still on?"
"For now. All you have to do is say the word."
"You'd do it if I asked."
"I'd do anything for you."
"Really?"
"Absolutely."
"Then go get Cyrus and finish your paperwork."
"Or I could delegate. But you, Liv, you have my full attention."
"You'll just have to control yourself until tomorrow."
"Time moves too slowly when I'm not with you."
Her voice softened. "You're the best thing that's happened to me, Fitz."
"And you are everything to me, Liv. Even with all the chaos, I fall for you more every day."
A voice in the background- Cyrus.
"Duty calls," Fitz sighed.
"Call me later."
"I'll do more than that..."
She hung up, leaving him grinning at his desk.