If only you knew
A short tale about love and what one will do to keep it.
Chapter I
This was the second dinner that she had burned this week. What the heck was going on with her? Abbie violently shook the pan that refused to let go of the burnt roast. She picked up a fork and began prying the bottom of the roast from the pan. After a few tense seconds the roast relented and flopped over the edge of the pan and into the garbage. Abbie kicked the trash can and muttered under her breath that it was all Abraham's fault. She did not notice the tall muscled blonde leaning against the kitchen sink eating an apple and watching her. Abbie suddenly looked up hearing the sounds of someone eating. Abraham winked at her as he chewed the sweet goodness in his mouth. Abbie rolled her eyes at him. "So I assume you and Crane caught the body jumper."
Abraham raised the apple to his mouth and nodded to answer her question.
"Did you two argue about everything?
Abraham grunted at her question and then took another bite of the apple and let his eyes wander down her body. She wore a very short white dress that covered nothing. He saw everything especially when she bent over. Right now, he was getting an eyeful of breasts as she walked up to him and set the empty roasting pan in the empty sink. Abraham took the last bite out of the apple and threw the core into the garbage.
"Was that grunt a yes or no because sometimes they all sound the same?"
Abraham ran his left hand over the three day old stubble on his face. He had not had time to let Abbie shave it. In the meantime, he was experimenting with what it felt like on different parts of her body. He had started at the top and was working his way down. Tonight would be her breasts. A slow smiled formed on his lips as his arms surrounded her body and pulled her closer. Abbie let out a cry of excitement as she slammed into his hard body. "You do know that all the grunting I do when I am deep inside you means yes and that I love you don't you."
Abbie smiled with dimples and playfully pushed against his powerful chest. She loved when he was home. They had not spent much time together this week because Moloch was had been very active this week. Abraham, Crane, and Henry spent most of their time destroying his minions. They usually worked in secret but the Sleepy Hollow police department offered them an office and all the resources that they would ever need. None of the three men liked the idea of police involvement in their work but Abbie talked Abraham into accepting so that he could be home more. Once the Horseman of Death agreed, the domino affect transpired. She and Abraham moved into a more secure location although Abbie did not like the girlfriend title. She had told him that she was not for rent. Abraham's answer was always the same. He had enemies that would love nothing more than to harm her because they knew that he loved her. He wanted to weaken Moloch further before planning something dangerous like a wedding.
His big hands gripped the plump cheeks of her bottom and forced her closer to his hard flesh throbbing to be inside of her again. Abbie squealed in surprise and tried to remove his hands from her bottom. His mouth suddenly descended to low cut front of the dress and licked her breasts. He chuckled when she squealed again but she did not try to dislodge his mouth. He loved her indecision. Sometimes she did not know if she should withhold her body from him over overload his senses. However, that was impossible he was always ready to etch his name in her womb.
"I love the way you call my name when I am fully inside of you. I love your heat and the feel of you." Abbie closed her eyes as his kisses trailed up from her breasts and to her lips. His name was all that filled her mind when they were making love which was all the time. Ever since the move two months ago, there had only been three day without sex.
The beeping sound coming from the bathroom made them both freeze. Abraham pulled his lips from hers and stared down into her dark eyes. Fear and excitement filled her entire being not just her eyes. He had only seen her like this once, the very first time that he made love to her. That had to be the only time that he held back his desire to pound into her. It was her first time and he was not human. The thought that he could kill her just by being too forceful weighed heavily on his mind. The timid librarian that he had saved from Moloch was now his reason for switching sides. Crane and Henry used the library where she worked as their headquarters to fight Moloch. They were not expecting to see the Horseman of Death first find their secret place and second to bring back their research expert. They had been searching for her for two days. The relationship with Ichabod was rocky but he and Henry got along as if long lost friends reconnecting. Perhaps the fact that Henry had some supernatural blood made them accept each other faster. Ichabod's reluctance was just pure alpha dog versus another alpha dog. They both wanted the same thing…Abbie.
The beeping coming from the master bathroom continued to fill the house as Abraham and Abbie stared at each other. Neither seemed ready to move and stop the sound. He felt her trembling and his protective instincts took over.
"It's okay." His bone breaking hands gently touched her face as he stared deeply into her eyes. His right hand gently took hold of hers and he slowly led her out of the kitchen and towards their bedroom.
Abbie felt the weight of the world on her shoulders. She pulled hard against his hand. Abraham pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly as they stood in their bedroom. She trembled even more. "It's going to be alright no matter what happens. Okay."
Abbie whimpered and then nodded into his chest. She listened to the sound of his calm and strong heartbeat and knew that he was not at all worried. Maybe he already knew what the outcome was and neglected to tell her because she would run. They slowly parted and Abraham led her into the master bathroom. The beeping stopped the minute they showed up in the doorway. They stood there waiting for some unknown signal from somewhere that did not exist. Abraham released Abbie's hand and stepped inside the bathroom. He walked towards her dark granite vanity and saw the pregnancy test sitting on top of its box. He slowly picked it up and looked at it. He stared at it for a while and then lowered the tiny instrument and stared at Abbie standing in the doorway trembling with fear.
