Only One Night - The Fusion Universe

Chapter 24

Elisabet

The sunlight streaming through the window wakes me in a blanket of warmth. My bare skin feels like it’s cocooned, but this morning, I feel different. Changed. Last night, Rome showed me pleasure beyond my wildest dreams. Opening my eyes, I glance at the nightstand and notice it’s only seven. I roll over, feeling the aches and pains from the night before.

I’ve managed to get a good four hours’ sleep. We didn’t get any rest until Rome was satisfied I had enough orgasms to see me through the day. At this rate, I’ll have enough of those to last me the year. He’s insatiable, and I’m certainly not complaining.

I swing my legs over the edge of the bed. The moment I sit, I feel the dull ache between my legs from his fingers, cock, and the way he made me taunt myself with my own hand. A smile is plastered on my face as I make my way into the kitchen to find freshly brewed coffee and a note on the counter that Rome had an early meeting. I can’t help but feel like things are working out for the best.

Today is the second day of the renovations at my bakery, and I’m excited to see the end result. Even though there’s still a lot of work to do, I know I’ll be happy with how it pans out because I’ll be overseeing every change.

I may be a little ADD about the whole project. But I want it to be perfect. It’s where I’ll be creating and inventing new recipes for the next . . . however long, so I want to be happy with the space.

I fill a mug and head back to the bedroom. I have an hour before I need to be there, so I pick up my cell phone and tap out a message to Mia. Perhaps we can meet for lunch or even just a coffee today. Just knowing I have her close by to meet up with when we’re both free makes me feel happy I chose to come to Portland and not any other city.

I don’t have anyone else here to talk to. No friends or family, so I’m grateful she doesn’t hate me for running off when we were at school. Once I hit send, I grab my coffee and settle in the window seat overlooking the city. I take a moment to enjoy the view, to enjoy being in my own space as I finish my java and look forward to the day ahead.

By the time lunchtime rolls by, my stomach is rumbling, and I’m exhausted. When I decided to buy, I didn’t want to completely gut the place, but now that we have, I’m excited. Now we’re basically rebuilding to match what I had in my mind all along. It looks incredible already, and I’m excited to see the final coats of paint going on the walls.

“I’m headed out,” I tell the guys that are currently setting down tools. Since they’re staying here for lunch, I told Mia I’d meet her at the café a couple of streets down. They focus on light lunches, whereas I’ll be serving the desserts.

“Hi, Elisabet.” Karly, the owner, grins as I walk inside.

“Hi, how are things going over here?”

“We’re ready for our lunch rush. Are you joining us?”

Nodding, I grab a couple of menus from the counter. “Yes, I’m meeting a friend, so I’ll grab this one,” I tell her as I settle at the window, which overlooks a park.

“Sure, I’ll grab your order when she gets here. Do you want some coffee in the meantime?”

“That would be amazing,” I tell her with a sigh, sitting back to relax against the chair. “It’s been a long day.” She nods with a smile and gets to work while I focus my attention on the view.

My phone buzzes on the table, and I pick it up to find a message from Rome.

Rome: Tonight, I’d like to finally cook you something.

I smile, thinking about him in the kitchen. Actually, I don’t think it would be too bad. At least the view will be fun to look at. Giggling to myself, I give him a thumbs-up before the door opens, and Mia walks in.

“Hey, am I late?”

“No.” I smile. “I’ve just got here.” She grins as she settles opposite me, and Karly comes over with my coffee. Creamy and frothy.

“Can I get you the same?” Karly smiles at Mia, pointing at my steaming mug.

“Please, an Americano,” she says happily. Once we’re alone, Mia turns her attention to me. “Does that silly grin on your face have anything to do with Rome?” Even as she asks, my heart skitters at the thought of Rome.

“Maybe,” I say slowly, dragging out the word as my cheeks heat.

“I knew it!” She practically bounces in the chair with excitement, and I know she clearly was impressed with him at dinner. “It was like you two couldn’t wait to get home and away from prying eyes. I could feel the tension between you two.”