"The One" – Part 36

Summary and additional notes in part 1.

Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews guys! Here's a nice lengthy chapter! Enjoy :D

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"I love your mom!" Fiona cooed.

Adam looked at her incredulously. "Okay, what was in that sandwich? Did they spike your food or something?" he laughed.

She giggled. "I'm serious!" she insisted. "That picture she posted was absolutely adorable!"

Adam shook his head as he continued to laugh. The photo of him and Drew in their younger years garnered a lot of comments on FaceRange.

"Drew's right. It's definite proof he always had a brother!" she teased.

"Yeah, I did look rather butch," he agreed. When they were kids he and Drew shared clothes. It drove his mother crazy, but he hated what she bought for him!

As he grew older she began to buy girls' clothing in more neutral tones, but he still favored Drew's wardrobe. After he started living as a boy full-time he developed his own unique style, though he and his brother continued to share plenty of shirts as teenagers.

"Maybe just a little," Fiona joked.

Adam grinned. "Good. Mission accomplished!"

They both laughed.

"Honestly, today was like a high school reunion on FaceRange," she remarked. "It was good to see current pictures of Eli and Clare."

"All 'growed' up," he smirked at Eli's intentional misspelling.

"Eli looks exactly like how I would expect," she told him. "And Clare, she was glowing in that picture! How old is the baby?"

Adam looked at her with a bright smile. "She's five months old. Her name is Sierra and she's a treasure! She's very bubbly and smiley. She has adorable chubby cheeks, big brown eyes, and curly black hair."

Fiona softly laughed. Hearing him talk about the baby with such affection warmed her heart. "That's lovely. She sounds like her mother's daughter for sure!" Although her looks favored Dave, her demeanor seemed just like Clare's.

"Yeah, totally," Adam chuckled. He looked at her curiously as a question formed in his mind. "I'm going to Toronto next month for her christening. I put in for additional days off work, so I could do an extended weekend trip. Do you think maybe you could come?" he asked her.

It was likely a stretch, since he just asked her to go with him to the wedding reception over the weekend, but he would love to have her by his side.

Fiona blinked at the invitation. Adam did say he went back home often, so it wasn't a complete surprise.

"What weekend does that fall on?" she asked carefully. Maybe it was a little selfish, but she was really hoping it wouldn't fall on their one month anniversary.

Adam smirked after doing the math in his head. "It's four weeks from now. One week after the one month mark for us." He couldn't help but thank his lucky stars that it didn't fall on the same weekend! He knew it sounded terrible, but if it did he might have had scaled back his stay…

Fiona smiled. "Cool," she said. He looked at her expectantly. "I want to go but, I need to see if I can." Being your own boss was freeing in a lot of ways, but there times that she couldn't push back business commitments.

Adam nodded with understanding. He was happy that she didn't outright say 'no'.

"Cool," he repeated and took another bite of his pizza.

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Kissing her was addictive. They had just left the restaurant and Fiona was going to hail a cab. He leaned in to kiss her goodbye, but he found himself unable to pull away. It was beautiful night out. The air was warm, yet there was a nice breeze. The sky was clear, or as clear as it ever got in the city. It was sometime after 9:00PM, and he didn't want to let her go.

"Adam," she said softly when they came up for air.

He intensely looked into her eyes. "Stay," he whispered tenderly and caressed her cheek.

"Gregory's going to hate us," she said lightly. She was always there!

Adam cracked a small grin. "So, you will?" he pressed.

Fiona sighed. When he looked at her like this, he made it hard for her to say no. She leaned forward and rested her forehead against his. "Tomorrow," she told him. She wasn't quite sure if she trusted herself to hold back tonight.

Adam was disappointed but he didn't let it show. He wasn't going to be that guy.

"Okay," he responded. He pulled away slightly so that he could look into her eyes. "Let's get you in a cab," he told her warmly.

"In a minute," she softly laughed, before returning her lips to his.

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The one night Fiona was hoping to run into her mom, she wasn't there! She smirked at the irony and went directly to her suite. She had a long day, so sleep was a welcoming thought.

The next morning Fiona woke up earlier than usual. She showered and got dressed in the outfit she picked out the night before. She then headed towards the kitchen for breakfast. The smell of eggs and fresh made pancakes in the air made her smile. Returning home wasn't ideal for most young adults, but having maids and cooks once again was heavenly!

When she entered the kitchen she happily greeted Gertrude, the morning cook. No further words were needed, since her usual breakfast was already on the stove. She walked over to the table and was surprised at who she saw.

"Dad?" she questioned.

Fiona saw her father intermittently since returning home. As a diplomat he travelled quite a lot, especially during the week.

Mr. Coyne looked up from his smart phone and smiled. "Morning Fifi."

Father and daughter shared a hug.

"Where's mom?" Fiona asked as she sat down.

"She left about twenty minutes ago. Her children's hunger charity is having a fundraiser today," he informed her.

"Oh," Fiona said.

Gertrude came over with her food and placed on the table. There was a spinach and mushroom omelet, a slice of whole wheat toast with almond butter, and a cup of yogurt with fresh mixed berries and granola. Fiona thanked her before digging in.

She had been hoping to speak with her mom, but she was happy her dad was here. She enjoyed their chat as they ate. Towards end of the meal she decided to ask him a question.

"What do you think of Adam?"

Her father smiled. "In the past, I've only had good things to say about him. After seeing him again on Saturday I'm very impressed with the way he has turned out. He seems like a sincere and earnest young man. He's done well for himself career-wise and hasn't lost any of his humor, compassion, or humility."

Fiona wasn't expecting such a studied analysis, but then again her dad was rather observant especially when it came to reading people.

"But I'm sure you wanted to ask me something else," he stated astutely. He wasn't sure what, but he was fairly certain it wasn't related to his thoughts about her current partner.

Fiona smiled shyly. "So… I haven't really lived at home for any length of time since college," she started.

She had gone from the condo in Toronto, to the Penthouse in New York for two years. Her junior year she moved into the FIT dorms, looking for a more traditional college experience. It was a bit of a culture shock, but she met so many interesting people there! After that she never really looked back.

Mr. Coyne nodded. "We're happy to have you here, honey," he told her. Sure his wife and daughter bumped heads a bit these days, but he and Laura were glad to see her more.

"Thanks, dad," she grinned. "It's nice being here, too. I know I'm over at Adam's a lot, but… If it's alright with you guys, I was hoping we could spend some time here." She looked up, uncertain of his reaction.

Her father laughed. "It's nice for my 27 year old daughter to ask if she can have guests over, but I don't think it's necessary. Your suite is your own space, and shared spaces are for everyone," he affirmed.

Fiona felt a little silly. "Right," she said quietly.

He rubbed her shoulder. "I appreciate the gesture," he said warmly.

Fiona nodded and stood up. "I have to get going." It was time to head out for work.

Mr. Coyne smiled at her. "Have a good day, Fifi!"

"You too, dad!" she said as she put her purse on her shoulder. She then left the kitchen.

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tbc

A/N: Well, I didn't say they would be talking about their own baby! Can you imagine? Both Mrs. Coyne and Holly J would be shrieking, lol! Anyway, looks like there's a trip to Toronto coming up :D (But you probably figured that, right?)

Wow, no wonder Fiona didn't hesitate to move back home! Wish I had a Gertrude to cook me breakfast too! And, her dad is pretty cool, huh?

Don't be shy! Review :D

Off topic: Yep. Updating "Long Weekend" tonight. More Fadam lemons. Yay.

On topic: Next update for this story will be on Saturday! (I'm skipping a day, hehe. So crazy that I've been updating every day for a month!)