Abby's POV.

I open my eyes and shut them again instantly, the early morning sun blinding me. The previous nights rain has gone without a trace and the clear whiteness of the newfound light hurts my head.

I retreat under the layers of bedclothes eager to return to my peaceful sleep.

I am too awake for that, I am also too awake too realise that I'm not in my own bed and too awake to realise that I am not alone.

I feel that someones hand is gently clasped with my own. Hesitantly I raise my head from beneath the thick blankets and come face to face with Carter, awake and staring intently at me with his huge brown eyes our noses almost touching.

He smiles, one of his huge smiles, lighting up the whole of his face.

"Morning."

He says this quite groggily but still smiling. I let out a small chuckle and smile back rolling my eyes. My smile soon fades. Carter sees this.

"What?" he asks anxiously.

I look at him.

"We didn't, you know…..you know, last night?" I stutter.

He looks at me for a few seconds a bemused look on his face, but grasps what I'm trying to say. He smiles.

"No I'm too much of a gentle man for that."

I laugh.

"Sure you are Carter."

He feigns hurt.

"Hey I could have had you if I had of wanted to."

I pretend to glare at him but am secretly enjoying waking up beside him. Enjoying it a lot!

I soon remember about our hands joined together and resting in the pillow between our heads, I look at my own small, bony hand intertwined within Carters own strong hand.

He sees me staring and smile even more. We both stare for a while longer.

I am soon brought back to reality by the loud squak of a bird somewhere outside. I rise instantly.

"Oh My God, what time is it?"

Carter checks the clock on the table next to him.

"7:00" he replies.

I grown.

"I have to go soon my shift starts at……."

"9:00" He cuts me of.

I rest back on the pillow, my head closer to his, our hands still clasped.

"You've memorised when my shifts start?"

I asked amused.

"Have to, all part of my job."

I laugh.

"Whatever you say Carter."

We retreat into a comfortable silence, each of us in our own thoughts. Our attentions once again are turned toward the other persons hand resting between us.

"Stay, just a bit longer." He asks

"I'll stay."

Ok so I wasn't going to continue it but I have. I also have the next chapter of "Another Dance" done. It should be up sometime later. Thanks again for all the reviews!!!

- Aisling.