This story is a sequel to Dark Spark. This was also written for the Nepal Relief Charity Auction on NFA.
FLICKER
Chapter 1
[i]Today is the day[/i], Abby Sciuto thought as she dressed for work, choosing a short black skirt and a red top. She reached for her spiked dog collar and her hand froze. No, not a good choice. If she wore that and he said yes and an opportunity arose for them to kiss…the last thing she wanted to have on was spikes. She chose a studded dog collar instead and put that on followed by matching leather wrist cuffs. She smiled a little as she put them on. Gibbs was one of the few men…well, few people, period, who did not look at her strangely when he noted her style of dress. In fact, she was fairly certain he liked what he saw. She'd had more than a few people tell her that she should stop dressing the way she did at work but he never once said a word about it.
She shivered as she remembered the morning she wore the mid-thigh length black skirt and the red fishnet stockings. All day long she'd been ogled by the men in the building, catching appreciative eye sex all day but late in the day when Stan and Gibbs brought in the evidence for their latest case, she swore she saw fire in his eyes, the first time he had ever looked at her quite like that. She had felt so warm inside, she was certain she was flushed and had rambled more than usual as they signed in the evidence. Gibbs had that small smirk on his face the entire time, as if he knew why she rambled and it was all she could do not to jump him right then and there. She'd barely managed to control herself.
Back to back cases had kept them all busy since but today…she was only awaiting DNA and until they got a case she would be cleaning, ordering supplies and preparing for the next round of cases as they always seemed to happen in spurts and…she was going to ask Gibbs out.
Her hands trembled a little at the thought as she braided her hair, causing her to lose her grip on the hair and having to brush it out and start over. She tried to imagine how she'd ask; she wasn't even exactly sure what he liked to eat except Chinese and subs…well, he did have a couple of slices of pizza the day they were there all night, but none of that was date food. He looked like the kind of guy who'd like steak and there was a great Italian place that also did steaks, that would be a safe bet.
She had done some digging on him and knew he was only about six years older than she was but thought she was a lot younger than she actually was. Of course, she'd always felt younger than she was so maybe it reflected in her face. She just hoped he would say yes. Since the day they'd met, she would watch him whenever she could, which really wasn't often since she was in the lab and he was anywhere and everywhere else. Stan had confided that anytime she was mentioned, he'd get that little smirk on his face. Abby had grown to love that smirk. It made him seem younger, playful and oh so hot. God, she wanted him. She suspected he might want her; at least, the look he gave her that day made her believe he might. She hoped. She really hoped.
She took a deep breath before stepping in front of the full-length mirror. Perfect. She looked good. She felt good. She grinned at her reflection. [i]Oh yeah, today is definitely the day![/i]