When In Rome

Chapter 7

"Nice to see you guys again," Holly J said when she saw Adam and Fiona waiting outside her room, dressed for the opera. She had hardly seen them in the last week, only for a few hours two days before when they'd gone to pick up their dresses and his tuxedo.

Fiona smiled as Adam put his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck softly. She turned in his arms to meet his lips before Holly J interrupted them.

"Hate to interrupt the love parade," she said, drawing Fiona's attention away from her boyfriend. "But we only have an hour before the show starts."

She sighed and kissed Adam's lips softly before turning away from him. She linked her arm through his and leaned her head against his shoulder as they walked down the hall.

"Fi, wait up," Holly J said. They both turned to look at her and Holly J motioned her friend closer. Fiona slowly detached herself from Adam's side as if it physically pained her to not be in contact with him.

Fiona walked back down the hallway. "For future reference, anything you have to say to me, you can say to Adam."

Holly J glanced back at Adam, who had respectfully turned away from them. "Are you ok?" she whispered.

Fiona sighed. "Adam's a good guy, Holly J. You don't need to worry about me."

She looked at her friend. Fiona was glowing, there was no denying that and Holly J was certain she'd never seen Fiona like this, even when she and Bobby had just begun dating and everything seemed perfect with them. Back then, everyone had thought Fiona was living in a fairytale. Now Holly J could see that Adam was her Prince Charming.

"I know," Holly J told her. "I just wanted to make sure."

Fiona smiled at her friend. "I'm sure."

Holly J nodded as Fiona began walking back to Adam, but she quickly caught her arm. "Is that a hickey?" she asked, looking at a slightly darker patch of skin on her neck that makeup didn't quite hide.

Fiona smiled again and walked over to Adam, taking his hand. "At least we got the other ones hidden pretty well," he whispered in her ear as they started moving down the hall again.

"I still don't get it," Adam said as he and Fiona walked into their hotel room. He kicked off his shoes and removed his tuxedo jacket, then loosened his tie as he walked to the bed.

Fiona shook her head. She and Holly J had spent to whole cab ride back to the hotel attempting to explain Tosca to him. "Forget it," she told him.

"Why did she kill herself though?" he asked as he laid down.

She shook her head again. "Want to get ready for bed?" she asked, motioning to the bathroom, knowing he preferred to change in private.

He shook his head, putting his arms behind his head. "I'll just watch you."

She raised her eyebrows. "Oh, will you?" She'd changed in front of him several times since they'd first become intimate and she knew he'd watch her as she left bed, not bothering to put clothes on, early in the morning to go to the bathroom, but this was a first.

He simply smiled and nodded.

She smiled as well. If he wanted a show, she intended to give him one. She turned her back to him. "Help me with the zipper?"

He almost laughed as he moved to the foot to unzip her dress. Once the zipper was down to the center of her back, she turned back toward him. She gently pushed him back to a laying down position before she continued.

She slowly slipped her dress off, exposing new skin inch by inch. When her dress fell off her hips and to the floor, she stood before him in a strapless bra and panties. She slowly got on the bed and crawled up his body until they were at eye-level with each other.

She leaned toward him until their lips were just inches apart. Adam leaned forward slightly to close the distance, but Fiona pushed him back down. "Uh uh," she told him, shaking her head, before she got off the bed.

He watched her move to the bathroom, looking confused. He blinked in surprise when the door closed. Was that it?

After a moment the door opened again and she walked out, wearing the lacy red lingerie she had been hiding behind the sink. His eyes widened and he quickly sat up when he saw her. His lips moved but no sound came out.

"You like?" she asked as she walked over to him, running her fingers through his neatly combed hair.

"Yeah," he breathed. "I… I like a lot."

To be continued…

AN: and the lingerie is back! Won't be the last time we see it ;)