The heavy fog of exhaustion begins to lift from Abby and she slowly blinks her eyes open but only for a second. She can not seem to keep them open. She stops trying to force it, instead choosing to keep them closed as she fights sleep once more.
She slowly becomes familiar with an unfamiliar sensations of being fully on top of another person. The man below her seems to be asleep, but that assumption is based solely on the fact that he has not pushed her off of him yet, as she assumes that he would if he were awake. Besides that, his chest is rising and falling slowly, as it tends to do when one is soundly asleep and relaxed.
<The more that the two womn talk, the more that Abby discovers that she really enjoys Liza's company and the two of them become fast friends. After a while of laughing and talking, Abby can tell that Liza is tired, so she suggest that she goes and takes a little siesta for a while. Once Liza goes to lay back down on the bed in her room, Gabe moves the bed from the basement back up to the guest room, sliding it onto the bed frame. Gabe has decided to fix the room up for Abby to stay in. He has agonized over his part in her abduction, over and over.
“I have tried calling Phil a couple of times. He is not answering any of my many phone calls.” Abby has to admit to being slightly confused as to what that has to do with anything that they were talking about. She finds it annoying when she can not get in touch with people either, but why is that putting him in such a foul mood? “Phil? Is he the one that came by yesterday and-?” “Yeah, that is Phil. He is the one that got us all into this shit. This is his mess to clean u
Abby felt Gabe's body pressed tightly againt hers and she felt the press of his erection against her belly. His hands slipped around from her cheeks to tangle themselves in her long, strawberry blonde hair. Wrapping her hair up into a fist, Gabe lifts his hands to apply pressure to the back of her head, urging her forward so that he is able to deepen the kiss. “Mmm..” He says against her lips. His tongue brushes against the seam of her lips and her breath catches in her throat. She opens
Abby feels tingles pread through her as she hears his words. She doesn't know if he intended for the innuendo in his words to be prominent or not, but she heard it and she was effected by it. She was stirred up just by his mere presence.. that combined with how handsome he looks tonight and with the husky timber of his voice, Abby stands no chance of resisting him. “Will you tell me about your childhood?” “What?”
Gabe's kind words make Abby's eyes water with emotions. He hugs her to him when he sees the tears on her cheeks. “Hey, now. What is with the water works?” “You are just being so nice to me..” Gabe laughs, deep in his belly until gis whole body shakes with the force of hi mirth. “What is so funny?” Abby demands, turning around in his arms to loo
Abby holds on tightly to Gabe's neck as he carries her into his bedroom. She doesn't even get the chance to look around and check out the surroundings, because she is so focused on what is about to happen. Gabe places her gently on the bed, where she stretches out. He comes down beside her and she smiles at him. Oddly enough, she isn't nervous. She just wants to feel the things that only he can make her feel. She wants to be as close to him as two people can possibly get. She knows that she should fear the intimacy of it. She should question why he is doing t
“What I want, you've got, and it might be hard to handle.. but like the flame that burns the candle, the candle feed the flame.. yeah yeah.” Hearing the sound of singing, Gabe follows it down the hall way, heading towards the kitchen. He stop in the door way, grinning at the scene before him. Abby stands behind the counter, pulling something out of the oven, with her butt wiggling in the air to the tune of the music. Liza sits on a chair at the counter, piping icing onto a cookie and dancing.
Abby is sitting on the bed when she hears a commotion in the living room. Slowly she stands up from the bed and moves over to the door, pressing her ear to it. She hears a man's deep voice speaking and her stomach knots with dread. “Gabriel Davis, you are under arrest for the kidnapping and unlawful imprisonment of one Abigail Kensington and one Tommy Bruno. You have the right to remain silent. Anything that you say can and will be held against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you can not afford an attorney, one will be appointed to you. Do you understand these rights as I have stated them to you?”