The kiss came back to haunt her again and again. So small a gesture but she found herself reliving that brief moment in time. What did it mean? Did it mean anything? They had been spending more time together, just shared dinners in her office or his basement, sitting quietly watching him work, chatting as the mood took them. It was all very casual, no questions, no promises, no demands.
She found herself that evening as the bullpen cleared, leaning against the railing, looking down at his empty desk.
And that was where Abby found her a little later. Seeing her deep in thought, and the direction of her gaze, Abby couldn't resist the mischievous urge.
"So Director, do you find the smell of sawdust sexy?"
"Mmhmm." was her unconscious reply, then realizing what had been said, she looked up at Abby somewhat startled and said, "Um, what was it you asked?"
Abby grinned, "Do you find the smell of sawdust sexy? I'm doing a poll, what scents people find attractive."
"And you ask about sawdust?" Jenny willed the corners of her mouth not to twitch. She wasn't going to let Abby know, but she was amused at her perception. She wondered briefly how much Abby could tell her about how Gibbs felt, but knew she would never ask her.
"It's an option. Some people like it." Abby's words were airy, but her eyes, trained on Gibbs' desk, were knowing. With a wide grin, and a wave, she said her farewells and bounced off in the direction of the elevator, leaving Jenny to her thoughts.
A/N: Just one more chapter. Up soon.