Fix You
Chapter 4
Fiona sighed as she curled up against Adam as they lay in her bed in her family's New York City penthouse, both slightly out of breath. While they enjoyed the extra space her queen bed allowed, they missed the closeness of his full bed.
Even though she had more than enough room to recover from their lovemaking session, she preferred to be as close to him as possible, a habit she picked up during their nights in his room.
He smiled and kissed the top of her head gently. "You ok?"
She nodded. "A little tired."
"Go to sleep."
She lifted her head to look at him. "I don't want to," she told him. She kissed his neck softly.
He grinned and kissed her forehead. "Turn around," he whispered.
She raised her eyebrows, clearly confused as to what he wanted to do. He turned his finger, motioning for her to roll over. She did, and one of his arms came around her waist.
He pulled her closer and kissed her bare shoulder. "Now go to sleep."
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"You're gonna love the coffee," Fiona told Adam as she led him down the busy city sidewalk, toward her favorite café. "It's the best in the city."
He smiled. "I can't wait."
She stopped so suddenly he almost walked into her. She stared into the window of the café as if she'd seen a ghost. "Let's go," she said, beginning to walk in the other direction.
He stood where he was, holding onto her hand. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," she said quickly. A little too quickly.
"Fiona, you just spent fifteen minutes talking about this place. Come on, let's go in."
She shook her head, planting her feet.
"Fi, seriously it's freezing out here. Lets just go in and get some coffee, warm up a little, then we can go wherever you want. Alright?"
"No," she said. "Adam, please. Lets just so somewhere else. Anywhere else." She shook her head, tears beginning to fall from her eyes.
"Whoa." He quickly took her in his arms. "It's ok. We'll go somewhere else." He pulled back enough to look at her and gently wiped some tears off her cheeks. "Just tell me what's wrong."
"Bobby."
"Bobby? Bobby's in there?" He quickly looked back at the café. He'd seen pictures of Bobby before and it was fairly easy to recognize him.
He was smiling at the girl he was sitting with, his curly brown hair unkempt. Suddenly, he looked up and his dark eyes met Fiona's. Adam took a step toward the building but Fiona quickly grabbed his hand.
"Adam, please, lets go."
He pulled his hand out of hers and continued walking toward the entrance.
"Adam, stop. Please."
He hesitated and looked back at her. "I'm just gonna talk to him. I swear," he told her before he walked into the building.
Fiona watched through the window as Adam walked over to Bobby's table. Bobby stood, several inches taller than Adam. She watched as they talked, neither of them appeared to be yelling.
She let out a sigh of relief when Adam turned his back to Bobby and he began to walk away. Then Bobby said something to make him stop.
"Don't," she murmured, shaking her head as Adam walked back to the older boy. "Adam, please don't," she said, shaking her head vigorously. But he didn't see her. It was too late.
The first punch was thrown.
To be continued…
