AN: this is the fourth story in my Fiona/Adam series. The stories and order they should be read in are in my profile. This story takes place after The Way Back To You, starting about three weeks after that one ended.
Fix You
Chapter 1
Adam looked up at the incoming flight list. He found the flight Fiona was on from New York and checked his watch. Her flight had been delayed because of snow but she was due in any minute.
He bounced nervously on his heals as he watched the seconds tick by, until finally the flight status changed to landed.
"Adam!"
He barely had time to turn around when he heard Fiona's voice before she crashed into him, nearly knocking him over.
"Hey," he said, hardly getting the word out before her lips were on his. He put his hands on her waist, pulling her closer as her arms came around his neck.
"Hi," she said when they finally came up for air.
"Hi," he laughed breathlessly, still holding her. "I missed you," he whispered.
She moaned softly, loving the feeling of his body against hers. But she wanted to get closer. "Let's get out of here," she finally said.
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Adam kissed the side of Fiona's head softly as she curled against him. He smiled when she let out a soft moan. Her eyes were closed, he had no idea if she had fallen asleep.
He rubbed her bare back softly, enjoying the warmth of her skin against the palm of his hand.
"Cold," she mumbled.
"What?" he laughed.
"It's cold," she told him, tugging on his t-shirt to pull him closer and burying her face in the crook of his neck.
He smiled and rearranged the blankets to better cover her.
"I need to get something," she said, slowly beginning to move away from him.
"It can wait," he told her as she left the bed and went to her suitcase. There were no lights on in his room, so he could just see her naked outline as she dug through it.
As she got back into bed, he couldn't imagine what could be so important that she had to leave bed in the middle of the night. Until he saw that she was holding her engagement ring.
He quickly sat up to turn the lamp on the table next to his bed on. He looked at it then back to her.
"You know I'm superstitious." She handed him the ring then held her hand out.
He smiled and slipped her ring onto her finger. "I said this before, but no more taking it off."
Fiona had removed her engagement ring when they broke up for a month while she was living in New York while she took classes at the Fashion Institute of Technology. Before that, she had taken it off shortly after he proposed, when she thought he didn't really want to get married.
She shook her head. "They'll have to pry it off my hand when I'm cold and dead."
He smiled again and kissed her hand softly. "Don't die. I'll be sad if you die."
"Just sad?" she teased.
"I'll be inconsolable," he told her. "But after a couple weeks I think I'll get over it."
She punched him in the arm, making him laugh.
"I love you, Fi," he said softly, cupping her cheek in his hand. "I don't ever want to live without you."
"Well, good. Cause you're not getting rid of me that easy."
"Promise?"
She smiled and kissed him softly. "I promise."
to be continued...
AN: for those already worried that this is foreshadowing, don't worry. No one's dying. But there is some "fixing" that will be going on.