Dawn woke slowly, the realisation that she wasn't alone seeping into her consciousness by degrees. An arm wrapped around her, a forehead pressed against her cheek, a leg thrown possessively across her body and a growing erection nudging her hip.

She smiled at the memory of the previous night; running into Spike and how one thing led to another. Dawn could hardly believe he was in Rome, let alone sharing her bed.

Turning her head, she pressed her lips against his forehead and whispered. "I've missed you so much."

It seemed that absence really did make the heart grow fonder.


open_on_sunday — challenge #73: lessons
Part of the Rome!verse and the London!verse