Sorry this took so long, but I wasn't really planning on writing anything
past the first chapter, but I guess people wanted more...so here you
go...then I got loads and loads of bad news in the past few days...not to
mention the fact that it's hard enough to think of dares and questions for
truth when you are playing truth or dare as yourself, it's even harder to
think of them thinking as other people. I always knew there was a reason I
did all the dares instead of thought of them! Not that going swimming in
the ocean on the first day of winter wasn't fun....Anyway, sorry if the
dares seem lame...the last ones were the only reason I wrote the fic. I
just needed some filler ones! Enough ranting...enjoy the story!
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"Truth or dare?"
"Excuse me?" Carter asked, surprised by the sudden question.
"Oh come on, you drag me to your mansion, plop me down by the side of the pool, and now I'm bored...and insanely jealous of your beautiful home. So what's it going to be? Truth or dare?"
"First of all, I didn't drag you here, second of all I'm sorry you're jealous, I didn't choose this life, and third of all...truth."
"That's more like it.--But I can't think of anything, you go first."
"Abby, this was your idea, there's now way am I going first."
"Fine. Just give me a minute."
"Whatever," Carter said approaching her for a kiss.
"Not now, I'm thinking." She turned away.
"Well think faster!" He went back to sitting on the bench near the pool.
"Okay, okay. Have you ever...I don't know...been arrested?" She said, throwing her hands into the air in defeat.
"You mean besides when you got me arrested for breaking into Luka's apartment? Yes, once. And that's the best you could come up with?"
"Well, you rushed me! And we were never arrested...just almost arrested. And what do you mean yes? So that's how your family got all the money huh? What was it money laundering? Embezzlement? Fraud?" She ranted.
"Obstruction of justice. I poured a patient's stomach contents down the sink and pissed off the police officer with a warrant in the process. I was released on bail, I didn't even spend the night in jail, it hardly counts."
"Wow, so there's... a dangerous side to John Truman Carter...kinda."
"Har, har," he responded, feigning a knife through is heart. "You're up, truth or dare."
"Dare," she spat out without hesitation. There's no way she needed to be telling him her deepest secrets right now.
"Okay. I dare you to...kiss me."
"I really don't think you understand truth or dare."
"Are you trying to tell me that Abigail Lockhart is refusing a dare?"
"No, I'm just saying...they obviously didn't play truth or dare down at the country club..." Abby said before planting a kiss on his forehead.
"Hey..." he started disappointed.
"You never said where I had to kiss you." She smiled.
"I know where you can start..." he said under his breath.
"I heard that."
"Oh I'm sure you did." He stated with a boyish grin on his face.
"I'll get you back for that you know."
"I know you will." He said staring into her eyes, leaning closer.
Just as their lips were mere millimeters away from each other, Abby broke the silence with, "Truth or dare?"
"You're cruel you know that. Really, truly, cruel."
She just smiled.
He inhaled deeply before saying, "Truth."
"Again?"
"I'm playing it safe."
"Or so you think," she said racking her brain for a really good question. Too bad she couldn't come up with one. "Okay, what is it with dating so many older women?"
"I didn't realize you were so old."
Damn, that backfired she thought. "Present company excluded," She added, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"I don't know, I guess age just doesn't matter to me. I'm either attracted to a woman or I'm not."
Damn, that wasn't as juicy as she thought either. "That's it?"
"Yeah, I uh-I guess so." He let out a small laugh before looking up, "Truth or dare?"
"Truth." It's his turn to think of a question.
"What's your most embarrassing memory?"
"I assume you mean besides going anywhere with Maggie when she is manic?"
"Let me rephrase the question then, what is the most embarrassing thing you have ever done?"
"Ah...ok. Let me think."
"Take your time."
"Okay, well during one of those few times that Maggie was actually on her meds, she took me and some friends shopping. I couldn't have been older than 13. Anyway, I was getting tired so I decided to take a seat on a display in a department store. Little did I know the display was on wheels...".
"What kind of display?" He asked.
"I'm getting there. Be patient. So I managed to knock it over, sending underwear and bras flying into the air, only to land scattered around me as I landed on my back."
"That's pretty embarrassing."
"Tell me about it. Needless to say, I never shopped there again. So, let me guess, truth?" She tilted her head.
"Uh, huh," he nodded.
"No, no. No more truth. I dare you to stand up," she said smiling at him, "Why aren't you standing up?"
"I'm protesting, I never said I'd take a dare."
"Oh come on Carter, just live a little."
"Okay, okay." He said rising to his feet.
"Now, close your eyes," she said, walking closer to him as he shut his eyelids. "and turn around," her hands were now softly resting on his chest. "Now--hold your breath!"
"What? Ab-!" he managed to spit out before he was pushed backwards into the pool. He emerged from the water only to hear Abby's laughter. "I can't believe you did that. I have a bad back you know!"
"You basically told me to kiss your ass before, I had to get you back somehow!"
He gained his composer in the water and said with a wry grin, "I dare you to come in here with me."
"Ah, but I haven't said I wanted a dare." She said with a slight giggle.
"Well, you didn't let me chose and I was pushed into the pool. Now I'm choosing for you, and you chose dare, and now I *dare* you to jump in with me."
"But I just bought this shirt John. There's no way I'm getting it wet."
"I never said you had to jump in fully clothed." He looked down and started chopping at the first layer of water, as he swayed back and forth, "I would have no problem if that shirt stayed nice and dry over there on that bench and the rest of you was in the water with me."
"I can't believe you just said that!"
He blushed before saying, "Or you know, I could simply climb out of the water and push you in, which is what's going to happen if you don't get in this pool very, very soon."
"I wouldn't give you the satisfaction." She said before pulling her shirt over her head, throwing it right onto the bench, and jumping towards him, making sure that she splashed him as much as possible as she hit the surface of the water.
"Now that's more like it," Carter said as Abby popped up in front of him. She linked her arms behind his neck and drew him in for a long, passionate kiss.
He put his hands on her hips and drew her closer to him, not wanting her to be so far away anymore. Finally, they were together, and he never wanted to let her go.
"You're turn," she whispered in his ear.
He shook his head. He knew she already saw his scars in the shower yesterday, not to mention the fact that they would be hidden below the water, but he was still self-conscious. He didn't want her to see them.
"It's okay," she stared deep into his eyes, letting him know that she was fine with his body, just the way it is. Her hands drifted down, finding their way underneath his shirt. She ran them up and down his back, circling the wounds. How she wished she could heal them for him.
He stared back into her eyes and nodded.
She grabbed the hem of his shirt and attempted to lift it over his head. It's a lot harder to lift a water-drenched shirt over someone's head than you may think, that water's pretty damn heavy. Not to mention the fact that Abby managed to lift a sizeable about of pool water out of the pool with the shirt. That water landed right in Carter's mouth. As he choked, Abby struggled to get the shirt off of his head so he could actually breath.
"John! John! Are you okay?" She said frantically as she finally got the shirt off of him.
Carter finally stopped coughing, "Are you trying to kill me?"
"Maybe," she smiled, "But I'd never do it until we were married, at least that way I could get a piece of this mansion."
"Nice to know you were concerned for my life."
"I'm sorry John, are you okay?" She wrapped her arms around his neck again and pulled him closer.
"I think I'll survive." He leaned closer until their lips finally met.
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Well that's it. I have absolutely no ideas for another chapter. But maybe if something strikes me in the future I'll update. Let me know if it's even worth trying to write anymore! But I'm out for now...peace and alsmot everyone. And thanks so much for the good reviews so far! It's nice to know some people are out there reading it!
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"Truth or dare?"
"Excuse me?" Carter asked, surprised by the sudden question.
"Oh come on, you drag me to your mansion, plop me down by the side of the pool, and now I'm bored...and insanely jealous of your beautiful home. So what's it going to be? Truth or dare?"
"First of all, I didn't drag you here, second of all I'm sorry you're jealous, I didn't choose this life, and third of all...truth."
"That's more like it.--But I can't think of anything, you go first."
"Abby, this was your idea, there's now way am I going first."
"Fine. Just give me a minute."
"Whatever," Carter said approaching her for a kiss.
"Not now, I'm thinking." She turned away.
"Well think faster!" He went back to sitting on the bench near the pool.
"Okay, okay. Have you ever...I don't know...been arrested?" She said, throwing her hands into the air in defeat.
"You mean besides when you got me arrested for breaking into Luka's apartment? Yes, once. And that's the best you could come up with?"
"Well, you rushed me! And we were never arrested...just almost arrested. And what do you mean yes? So that's how your family got all the money huh? What was it money laundering? Embezzlement? Fraud?" She ranted.
"Obstruction of justice. I poured a patient's stomach contents down the sink and pissed off the police officer with a warrant in the process. I was released on bail, I didn't even spend the night in jail, it hardly counts."
"Wow, so there's... a dangerous side to John Truman Carter...kinda."
"Har, har," he responded, feigning a knife through is heart. "You're up, truth or dare."
"Dare," she spat out without hesitation. There's no way she needed to be telling him her deepest secrets right now.
"Okay. I dare you to...kiss me."
"I really don't think you understand truth or dare."
"Are you trying to tell me that Abigail Lockhart is refusing a dare?"
"No, I'm just saying...they obviously didn't play truth or dare down at the country club..." Abby said before planting a kiss on his forehead.
"Hey..." he started disappointed.
"You never said where I had to kiss you." She smiled.
"I know where you can start..." he said under his breath.
"I heard that."
"Oh I'm sure you did." He stated with a boyish grin on his face.
"I'll get you back for that you know."
"I know you will." He said staring into her eyes, leaning closer.
Just as their lips were mere millimeters away from each other, Abby broke the silence with, "Truth or dare?"
"You're cruel you know that. Really, truly, cruel."
She just smiled.
He inhaled deeply before saying, "Truth."
"Again?"
"I'm playing it safe."
"Or so you think," she said racking her brain for a really good question. Too bad she couldn't come up with one. "Okay, what is it with dating so many older women?"
"I didn't realize you were so old."
Damn, that backfired she thought. "Present company excluded," She added, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"I don't know, I guess age just doesn't matter to me. I'm either attracted to a woman or I'm not."
Damn, that wasn't as juicy as she thought either. "That's it?"
"Yeah, I uh-I guess so." He let out a small laugh before looking up, "Truth or dare?"
"Truth." It's his turn to think of a question.
"What's your most embarrassing memory?"
"I assume you mean besides going anywhere with Maggie when she is manic?"
"Let me rephrase the question then, what is the most embarrassing thing you have ever done?"
"Ah...ok. Let me think."
"Take your time."
"Okay, well during one of those few times that Maggie was actually on her meds, she took me and some friends shopping. I couldn't have been older than 13. Anyway, I was getting tired so I decided to take a seat on a display in a department store. Little did I know the display was on wheels...".
"What kind of display?" He asked.
"I'm getting there. Be patient. So I managed to knock it over, sending underwear and bras flying into the air, only to land scattered around me as I landed on my back."
"That's pretty embarrassing."
"Tell me about it. Needless to say, I never shopped there again. So, let me guess, truth?" She tilted her head.
"Uh, huh," he nodded.
"No, no. No more truth. I dare you to stand up," she said smiling at him, "Why aren't you standing up?"
"I'm protesting, I never said I'd take a dare."
"Oh come on Carter, just live a little."
"Okay, okay." He said rising to his feet.
"Now, close your eyes," she said, walking closer to him as he shut his eyelids. "and turn around," her hands were now softly resting on his chest. "Now--hold your breath!"
"What? Ab-!" he managed to spit out before he was pushed backwards into the pool. He emerged from the water only to hear Abby's laughter. "I can't believe you did that. I have a bad back you know!"
"You basically told me to kiss your ass before, I had to get you back somehow!"
He gained his composer in the water and said with a wry grin, "I dare you to come in here with me."
"Ah, but I haven't said I wanted a dare." She said with a slight giggle.
"Well, you didn't let me chose and I was pushed into the pool. Now I'm choosing for you, and you chose dare, and now I *dare* you to jump in with me."
"But I just bought this shirt John. There's no way I'm getting it wet."
"I never said you had to jump in fully clothed." He looked down and started chopping at the first layer of water, as he swayed back and forth, "I would have no problem if that shirt stayed nice and dry over there on that bench and the rest of you was in the water with me."
"I can't believe you just said that!"
He blushed before saying, "Or you know, I could simply climb out of the water and push you in, which is what's going to happen if you don't get in this pool very, very soon."
"I wouldn't give you the satisfaction." She said before pulling her shirt over her head, throwing it right onto the bench, and jumping towards him, making sure that she splashed him as much as possible as she hit the surface of the water.
"Now that's more like it," Carter said as Abby popped up in front of him. She linked her arms behind his neck and drew him in for a long, passionate kiss.
He put his hands on her hips and drew her closer to him, not wanting her to be so far away anymore. Finally, they were together, and he never wanted to let her go.
"You're turn," she whispered in his ear.
He shook his head. He knew she already saw his scars in the shower yesterday, not to mention the fact that they would be hidden below the water, but he was still self-conscious. He didn't want her to see them.
"It's okay," she stared deep into his eyes, letting him know that she was fine with his body, just the way it is. Her hands drifted down, finding their way underneath his shirt. She ran them up and down his back, circling the wounds. How she wished she could heal them for him.
He stared back into her eyes and nodded.
She grabbed the hem of his shirt and attempted to lift it over his head. It's a lot harder to lift a water-drenched shirt over someone's head than you may think, that water's pretty damn heavy. Not to mention the fact that Abby managed to lift a sizeable about of pool water out of the pool with the shirt. That water landed right in Carter's mouth. As he choked, Abby struggled to get the shirt off of his head so he could actually breath.
"John! John! Are you okay?" She said frantically as she finally got the shirt off of him.
Carter finally stopped coughing, "Are you trying to kill me?"
"Maybe," she smiled, "But I'd never do it until we were married, at least that way I could get a piece of this mansion."
"Nice to know you were concerned for my life."
"I'm sorry John, are you okay?" She wrapped her arms around his neck again and pulled him closer.
"I think I'll survive." He leaned closer until their lips finally met.
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Well that's it. I have absolutely no ideas for another chapter. But maybe if something strikes me in the future I'll update. Let me know if it's even worth trying to write anymore! But I'm out for now...peace and alsmot everyone. And thanks so much for the good reviews so far! It's nice to know some people are out there reading it!