Carter looked in the direction of Susan and Luka. Susan was laughing
maniacally at something and there was no doubt about the fact that neither
of them could dance. The were both awful. Carter's gazes soon drifted from
the sight in font of him back to Abby who was watching with abashment as
her boyfriend and best friend made complete fools of themselves. Abby
Lockhart. She had been the thorn in his side ever since she had arrived in
the ER two years ago. She had turned my life upside down and not
necessarily in a good way.
Carter had been watching her for a period of time. He noticed that she would turn and take a sip of her drink or to laugh at Chen and Pratt who were by this stage practically hanging of each other. She never once had turned to look at me in fact she has hardly acknowledged me all night.
Carter knew this was hardly a suprise. When they weren't fighting they were ignoring each other. They always seemed to get on others peoples nerves with their constant bickering. But it still hurt that she hadn't spoken to him or even looked at him once, just pretended he wasn't there.
Carter took the opportunity to study her appearance. She was extremely pretty he knew that for sure. Her recently highlighted hair shimmered and flickered under the dim lights of the club, he noticed that her mouth curled more to the left when she smiled and her eyes, well her eyes, they were perfect. They were huge and a combination of bronze and chocolate browns. And the best thing about them was they sparkled no matter what type of mood she was in.
Oh god. Listen to me. I can barely stand to be in the same room as this woman, she annoys me so much sometimes and here I'm sitting thinking about how perfect her eyes are. What is wrong with me?
Lost in his own thoughts Carter didn't realize that Abby had turned her head towards him for the first time that night once she discovered that he had been staring at her. He brought his eyes up to meet her own. They bore into her making her feel that he could see right into her mind, she didn't like that feeling. The gaze was too intense for her liking so she quickly tore her eyes away from his and looked towards Luka and Susan again.
"Dance with me."
It came out as more of a statement than a question and certainly caught her attention. Immediately turning her head towards Carter again, Abby couldn't hide the wonder and confusion in her eyes. Through all the doubt in her face Carter notices that her eyes are still sparkling.
"Excuse me?"
"Dance with me."
He says it more urgently this time, like he needs her to dance with him. Abby watches as he rises from the seat opposite her and approaching her offers her his hand. Staring at it for several seconds she realizes that it is shaking ever so slightly. Contemplating about what his motivations are Abby reaches her own hand out to the one in front of her but suddenly coils it into a fist unsure about what she is doing.
She looks at the face of the man in front of her, and something although she wasn't quite sure what, made her forget about the ER, about their surroundings, about Luka and even the fact that hey were supposed to hate each other. She just wanted to dance with him.
Leading her to the dance floor, Carter's eyes didn't leave the person in his arms. She looks uncertain and he realized once agan that she wouldn't meet his gaze. The music turned slower than the previous songs and couples started appearing beside the awkward pair. Luka and Susan were still dancing together, neither sitting down all evening.
They dance for a while in complete silence, paying more attention to there surroundings than one an other, not quite sure how to act. Abby had her arm on Carter's shoulder, her hand within his but still at a distance. Disliking this length between them Carter pulls her closer towards him. Abby immediately looks up at him alarmed but again something in the way Carter is looking at her sooths her and cautiously rests her head on his shoulder while a surprised Carter only wraps his arm tighter around her back. Both try to savor the moment both wanting it to last as long as possible. The music stops and the dance ends. The pull away from each other. Holding one last gaze between the other they head back to their seats.
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I've been writing for a month, please don't hate me! All reviews and suggestions welcome and greatly appreciated. Thank you.
Luv Aisling.
Carter had been watching her for a period of time. He noticed that she would turn and take a sip of her drink or to laugh at Chen and Pratt who were by this stage practically hanging of each other. She never once had turned to look at me in fact she has hardly acknowledged me all night.
Carter knew this was hardly a suprise. When they weren't fighting they were ignoring each other. They always seemed to get on others peoples nerves with their constant bickering. But it still hurt that she hadn't spoken to him or even looked at him once, just pretended he wasn't there.
Carter took the opportunity to study her appearance. She was extremely pretty he knew that for sure. Her recently highlighted hair shimmered and flickered under the dim lights of the club, he noticed that her mouth curled more to the left when she smiled and her eyes, well her eyes, they were perfect. They were huge and a combination of bronze and chocolate browns. And the best thing about them was they sparkled no matter what type of mood she was in.
Oh god. Listen to me. I can barely stand to be in the same room as this woman, she annoys me so much sometimes and here I'm sitting thinking about how perfect her eyes are. What is wrong with me?
Lost in his own thoughts Carter didn't realize that Abby had turned her head towards him for the first time that night once she discovered that he had been staring at her. He brought his eyes up to meet her own. They bore into her making her feel that he could see right into her mind, she didn't like that feeling. The gaze was too intense for her liking so she quickly tore her eyes away from his and looked towards Luka and Susan again.
"Dance with me."
It came out as more of a statement than a question and certainly caught her attention. Immediately turning her head towards Carter again, Abby couldn't hide the wonder and confusion in her eyes. Through all the doubt in her face Carter notices that her eyes are still sparkling.
"Excuse me?"
"Dance with me."
He says it more urgently this time, like he needs her to dance with him. Abby watches as he rises from the seat opposite her and approaching her offers her his hand. Staring at it for several seconds she realizes that it is shaking ever so slightly. Contemplating about what his motivations are Abby reaches her own hand out to the one in front of her but suddenly coils it into a fist unsure about what she is doing.
She looks at the face of the man in front of her, and something although she wasn't quite sure what, made her forget about the ER, about their surroundings, about Luka and even the fact that hey were supposed to hate each other. She just wanted to dance with him.
Leading her to the dance floor, Carter's eyes didn't leave the person in his arms. She looks uncertain and he realized once agan that she wouldn't meet his gaze. The music turned slower than the previous songs and couples started appearing beside the awkward pair. Luka and Susan were still dancing together, neither sitting down all evening.
They dance for a while in complete silence, paying more attention to there surroundings than one an other, not quite sure how to act. Abby had her arm on Carter's shoulder, her hand within his but still at a distance. Disliking this length between them Carter pulls her closer towards him. Abby immediately looks up at him alarmed but again something in the way Carter is looking at her sooths her and cautiously rests her head on his shoulder while a surprised Carter only wraps his arm tighter around her back. Both try to savor the moment both wanting it to last as long as possible. The music stops and the dance ends. The pull away from each other. Holding one last gaze between the other they head back to their seats.
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I've been writing for a month, please don't hate me! All reviews and suggestions welcome and greatly appreciated. Thank you.
Luv Aisling.