"Marcus…"
"Hold up let me finish this chapter." Abby was conflicted. On the one hand he was relaxing and by the small upturn of his lips enjoying the book in his hand. He needed to relax. She feared for his health from the stress he was under. On the other hand she didn't want it being a book to provide him relaxation.
"Marcus…" She called out his name again. He still not looking up from the pages. Unaware her shirt was being pulled off and over her head. Nor did he have knowledge of the bra being unclasped and removed as well. She aimed perfectly and tossed the shirt at him landing and covering the source of his distraction.
"Abby what the…" He protested tossing the shirt away and stopped in midsentence as he looked up. She smirked as he could only gasp at her,
"Oh now I have your attention?' Marcus nodded. 'Unless you want to get back to your bo…" His eyes narrowed as he threw the book at the wall, practically leaped from the chair, crossed the room to where she stood, and pressed his lips to hers.
"I've read it before." He mumbled moving to her neck.