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Molly
The Day We Went Out Again
“As amazing as that felt,” Donovan said while pouring sugar into a big mixing bowl, “we shouldn’t risk it again.”
I was sitting on the counter next to him, watching him cook. “I know. We’re already being extra careful by switching to condoms two daysbeforemy birth control runs out, but I promise I won’t coerce you with my feminine wiles again.”
He leaned over and kissed me. “Deep down, Iwantedto be coerced.”
I giggled and reached into the mixing bowl. Donovan was making cookies, and the raw dough smelled too delicious not to grab a piece of.
“It’s better cooked, you know,” he said.
“Not true!” I replied cheerfully.
Donovan pulled the bowl away and glared at me. “You can get sick from eating raw flour.”
“Don’t care!” I said. “Since I can’t have oranges, I might as well indulge my sweet tooth in other ways.”
“You miss oranges that much, huh?”
I nodded emphatically. “I told you. I normally eat one every day with lunch.”
“I know a lot of orange dessert recipes,” he said casually. “Iced orange cookies. Cinnamon rolls with orange frosting. Sunshine orange pie. It’s like key-lime pie, but with oranges.”
I bounced up and down on the counter. “Stop it! You’re killing me!”
“Just letting you know there are more ways to eat them than just sliced up.”
“I’m a simple girl.” I sighed. “When I get home I’m going to sit down and eat an entire bag in one sitting.”
“Is there such a thing as Vitamin-C poisoning?” Donovan wondered out loud. “If so, I bet that’s how you get it.”
I rolled my eyes. “What do you want to do tonight? We’ve got the fourthMission Impossiblemovie next on our DVD list.”
Donovan dumped the cookie dough onto the counter and began flattening it with a rolling pin. “I was thinking of sneaking out and exploring the city some more. It’s been a while since we got caught. I think we’re safe.”
“You sure? There are rumors that the lockdown might be lifted in a few days. Maybe we should wait until then.”
“Fuck that,” he said. “I want to see more of Rometonight, with you. That’s so much better than seeing it with a bunch of other tourists in the way. Isn’t there some place on your list you really want to see?”
“You just want to get another ancient Roman blowjob, don’t you?”
“I’ll be honest. The thought crossed my mind.”
I pulled out my phone. “Actually, the Oppian Hill is high on my list. It’s in the park right across from the Colosseum. There are a bunch of ruins there, like Nero’s Golden House and Trajan’s Bath.”
“I’m sold,” Donovan said. “We’ll head out after dinner.”
As soon as the sun set, we put on our masks and exited the hotel. It was fun to sneak through the city, hand-in-hand like a couple of outlaws. It was dangerous, but nottoodangerous. Especially now that we knew the worst they would do to us was send us back to the hotel.
We took the same route we had the other day, but when we reached the Colosseum plaza we stayed in the alleys and skirted around it. Oppian Hill was across the road, a squat hill that rose above the Colosseum itself. There was a ticket booth and a small barrier at the entrance. We climbed over it and scurried into the park.
The path zigged and zagged up the hill, stopping at various pillars or ruins, but Donovan took me by the hand and led me straight up the hill without stopping. When I asked what he was doing, he put his finger over his lips.
We climbed until we reached the ruins of a little amphitheater at the top. Donovan put his arm around me and turned me around. We were high enough that we could look down on the Colosseum, which was illuminated with exterior lights. The sight took my breath away.
