Author's note: Yes, I know over a year that's insane. But, I cannot control my fic mojo. It comes when it comes. Enjoy. I'm changing the rating to M for obvious reasons.
Roman Holiday
Chapter 4: Getting Back to Us
Serena woke at the crack of dawn and made her way downstairs. She rummaged the fridge for something to eat, but all she found was a little bit of orange and an apple. She poured herself a glass and hopped onto the counter top and started eating her apple. Serena looked up when she heard Dan's footsteps. He approached her slowly never taking his eyes off of her. Dan loved to watch her. Whether she was dressed up or in nothing but a simple robe, she was always beautiful. He walked over to her and placed his hand on her thigh.
Serena offered him a bite of her apple and he shook his head. "Not hungry? I'm starving."
"No, I'm hungry," he said as he ran his hand along her thigh just underneath the silk of her robe. "Just not for food."
Serena giggled. It had been so long since she'd been with Dan that she'd forgotten how insatiable his sexual appetite could be. "Don't you ever get tired."
Dan chuckled. "Of you. Never."
He pulled on the tie that held her filmsy robe together. He pushed it apart to reveal her creamy white breasts and taut stomach. Her perfect legs and that pussy that kept him coming back for more. His other relationships weren't like this. The sex was good or mediocre, but it wasn't something he couldn't have enough of. But, with Serena it was different. It wasn't about the sex, it was that unspeakable connection. His body and mind were preoccupied with her. That faithful night weeks earlier had opened his heart when he'd thought he'd caged it away. His desire to protect her, be with her, worship her. She drove him to the edges of madness and was his solace in moments of sadness and doubt.
"You're doing that thing again,"Serena said between bites of her apple.
"What thing?"
"You're watching me like you're writing my life story and that can be a little scary."
"I can't help it. You're amazing."
"Where was this Dan last year?" Serena asked with more than a hint of sarcasm. She loved the attention he lavished on her, but a part of her couldn't help but it was the daze of lust and would soon wear off and she'd wake up as sad and lonely as she'd been all year. She wanted to trust him. His eyes didn't lie. She could see the love that was there, but it felt so strange. Like he turned on a switch and suddenly he was her Dan again.
Dan watched her and observed the flash of pain on her face. He removed his hand from her thigh and placed it on her cheek. "I hate how I hurt you."
"I'm sorry. I, I don't mean to make you feel guilty but sometimes this feels like deja vu. I keep thinking I'll wake up in bed and the last three weeks have been nothing but a beautiful dream."
"Sometimes I wonder how different things would be if I had fought for you when you were with Ben instead of allowing myself to become infatuated with Blair."
"Why didn't you?"
"I don't know. I was just so hurt and I just thought I was kidding myself. I had convinced myself that you didn't really love me and by the time you said something at Blair's wedding, I'd already convinced myself that I wanted her. But, really I was so afraid. Afraid you'd just change your mind again."
Serena pulled Dan closer. "I'm never changing my mind. I never did. I just got scared. Promise me something?"
"Anything."
"Next time I hurt you. Tell me. Scream at me. But, don't walk away,"Serena pleaded.
"I will. But, promise me the same. This thing, getting us back. It's not going to be easy is it?"Dan asked. Serena nodded in response. He didn't care how hard it was, but he was damned if he'd let her slip through his fingers ever again.
Dan scooped Serena up and carried her up the stairs and dumped her unceremoniously on the bed. He pulled off his boxers can climbed into bed with her. They made love with the moonlight casting a shadow over them.
Serena had taken to visiting the Narducci's on a regular basis. She tried using her limited Italian while they practiced their broken English. Their daughter was a breath of fresh air. One afternoon, she'd taken her shopping where they practiced how to say certain words.
"This is Signorina?"the young girl asked
"A purse."
"Puurse."
"No, Purse,"Serena repeated until Maria got it just right. She really enjoyed helping her learn the language and while she may not have the credentials spending time with Maria and her parents helped fill her days while Dan was at his writing workshop. He hadn't spoken of it since that day when they tore into him, but knowing how he could be, Dan was determined to prove them wrong.
"Signorian you bellisimo teacher,"Maria told her. Serena smiled at the girl and held out her hand to her as they went into the next shop.
Meanwhile Dan was keeping his work to himself. He had no desire to be exposed to a group of jealous yet to be published writers. He still wasn't sure about Sven, but he seemed to be the one not acting like a complete jerk. So, Dan wrote these half-hearted pieces while he secretly worked away on the book he was actually writing. It was the idea he had come up with his first day in Rome with Serena. He had found a few English books on the history of Rome in an old bookstore a few minutes from his apartment. His nights were spent pouring over them, taking in every little detail. His original story conception had evolved from what it had originally been, but instead he decided to write a story about young american who came to Rome to teach only to fall for a beautiful Italian woman. Whatever the story, he knew he couldn't escape the fact that he had found his muse again and he owed that to Serena. He knew she was feeling restless and bored, but coming home to her every evening was what he looked forward to each day.
When he arrived that evening Dan, found her wearing nothing but an apron as she stirred what smelled like pasta sauce. She wore a pair of high heels and the apron did nothing to cover her bare backside. "Interesting outfit,"Dan said as he placed his briefcase on the table.
"I wanted to surprise you," Serena said.
"With the fact that you're cooking or cooking naked?"
"Both."
Dan walked over to where she was standing and peered into the pot. Serena held the wooden spoon up to his lips as he took a taste. "Hmm, this is actually pretty good."
"You were expecting it to be bad,"Serena said with a frown. Dan laughed and said, "Well, the last time you tried to make something you burnt eggs and toast."
Serena laughed, "true, but the Narducci's have been teaching me how to cook in exchange for English lessons."
"Well, they're doing an excellent job. That sauce is amazing."
Dan turned the burner off and said, "But not as good as you." He fell to his knees and kissed his way up her leg until he reached her cunt and rubbed her inner lips with tongue. Serena dropped the spoon that she held in her hand as Dan used his tongue to drive her to brink and back again. She pulled on his brown curls as he illicited an orgasm so strong from her that she could barely stand. Dan stood up and turned Serena so she was holding on to the edge of the counter top. He undid his pants and let them fall to the floor as Serena readied herself for him. He held her by the his and entered in one swift motion. Serena followed the pace that Dan set. Her hips met him thrust for thrust. Her breasts pressed against the cold tile of the counter as Dan fucked her senseless. He pulled on her hair so that her face met his in a passionate kiss. She loved their sweet nights, but she also loved when he got a little rough and insistent. It wasn't until they'd both come that they realized what they'd forgotten.
"Oh crap,"Dan said.
"We're usually more careful. It's okay. I'm sure there is some sort of clinic where I can get the morning after pill,"Serena said.
"What if you didn't?"Dan asked. He knew it was crazy, but if they were meant to be parents what was so wrong with it.
"Dan, I don't think we're ready for that. We just got back together."
"I know, but have you ever thought about it?"He asked.
"About what? Having kids? Yes, but I want to be married and settled. I don't want to just have kid when I'm too young in case."
"We end up like our parents."
"The thought was sweet. i'll go to the clinic tomorrow. You can come with me if you want."
"I do,"Dan replied.
