"The One" – Part 13

Summary and additional notes in part 1.

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Adam stirred as he felt the sunlight on his face, peaking through from the space between the window blinds. He rubbed his eyes and reluctantly opened them. It was Tuesday morning and he had a full day of work ahead. He smiled when his eyes fell on the sleeping form next to him. Fiona Coyne was lying in his bed. Memories of last night rushed back and he smirked. They didn't sleep together, but it was nice seeing her naked breasts again after seven years. Very nice.

He slowly sat up. He was deliriously happy that they were back together! However, it had been two days and holding off from sex was already turning into torture. Make out sessions with Fiona tested his resolve, but kissing her felt so damn good he knew he wasn't going to stop anytime soon. They reached a point where they knew they had to cool off, and while it was hard – literally – they did. He was proud of them and it gave him hope they could continue to do so moving forward.

Adam headed to the bathroom and took a quick shower. He then shaved and brushed his teeth. He felt much better and ready for the day ahead. He walked back to the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. He also was carrying a spare towel and washcloth in his hand.

Fiona was already up and was absorbed in her smart phone, checking emails for work. She was wearing a thin t-shirt and pair of his boxers.

"Morning, princess!" Adam said softly.

She looked up and smiled. "Hey Adam." Her eyes lingered as they swept across his bare torso. Pictures didn't do him justice. He had a lean, muscular build and what looked like six pack abs. A moderate dusting of light brown body hair was most prominent in the center of his chest and the treasure trail of hair that travelled south.

He smirked upon the realization she was checking him out. He had no problems with it. "I got you an extra towel and washcloth."

"Thanks," she said appreciatively. She stood up and placed a quick kiss on his lips. Adam would have loved to deepen it, but he knew she had to get ready. "Hey, do you have a shirt I can wear?"

Adam snorted. "Uh, none in your size!" he quipped. He wasn't Beth.

She gave him a look. "I'm not doing the walk of shame!" she insisted. Adam openly laughed. "I just need a button down shirt I can work my magic on and accessorize."

Adam thought about it. If anyone could find a way to make an outfit work, it was her. "Okay, let me check my closet."

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Gregory looked from Adam to Fiona as he ate his bowl of cereal. He smirked, recognizing she was wearing one of Adam's shirts. Yep, this definitely was a relationship that went from zero to sixty in record time.

"Here you go, princess," Adam said as he handed her a freshly made coffee. Fiona pulled him in for a quick kiss.

"Mmm, smells heavenly," she responded.

"Glad to hear it," he laughed. "I wish we had more time. I'd whip up some eggs."

"You're so domestic," Gregory quipped.

Adam gave him a look.

"Well, if we had to rely on my cooking we'd starve," Fiona joked.

"She's not kidding!" Adam affirmed as he laughed.

Gregory chuckled. "Touché."

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Adam and Fiona popped into a small French bistro to pick up scones for breakfast. It was a short wait so they were in and out in no time.

"And now we have breakfast!" Adam stated in a jovial tone.

She smiled at him. "I wish we could eat it together." They were parting ways. He needed to hop on the train and head to his office downtown. She needed a cab to take her across town to her job in the Upper East Side.

Adam caressed her cheek. "All in good time," he assured her. He leaned in and gently kissed her. When he pulled away she held his gaze. "I love doing that," he told her.

She grinned. "I love when you do that, too."

He leaned in and kissed her again. "What? That?" he teased.

She pulled him in for one last, longer kiss. After a long moment they reluctantly pulled away.

"Let's get you in a cab," he told her and led her to the corner. He raised his hand and a cab promptly stopped. "Have a good day. I love you."

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tbc

A/N: More Fadam fluff! Could there ever be too much?

Hmm, the sexual tension seems to be rising but they've got it under control… for now! In the next chapter, we'll get a description on that shirt ;-)

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