Authors Note: Hey...So we are starting into the Carby relationship now, so hold onto your seats!
~*~
I opened the gate for her, and let her in. I needed to get my coat and bag from last night out of her apartment. We walked up the stairs, and she got to her door, waiting for me. I forgot she had given me her key last night just in case of an emergency. I pulled it out of my pocket and opened the door for her. We walked into the apartment, and she switched on the light.
"You have a shift today?"
I nodded my head no in response to her.
"Hang around for some coffee?"
I weighed the option in my head heavily. I liked this woman. We were alone. In an empty apartment. I just didn't want to do anything that I would regret later on. I still didn't know how she felt about me. She probably hated me. But she wasn't acting like it. I finally decided to stay, even though the reasons to leave outweighed the reasons to stay.
"Sure."
I followed her into the kitchen, where the coffee maker just went off, signalling that the coffee was in deed, ready. I grabbed the cups, and she poured. We walked back to the living room, and she grabbed an armchair. I sat on the sofa. So we spent a few minutes drinking our scalding coffee. I burnt my tongue. It hurt. I tend to whine when I'm tired.
"I just wanted to say thanks for staying with Bryce last night..."
I looked up at her.
"No problem. He's a great kid."
She nodded her head. I was looking at her. She gave me this strange look, then started to smile. I started to smile. She started to laugh.
"What?"
She was still laughing. It was so contagious. In between gasps of air, I heard something about "stop looking at me!" I started to laugh. She looked so cute. She looked absolutely adorable.
"Stop laughing! I can't handle it at this hour of the morning."
I was getting a headache. I need about three more hours and three times that in cups of coffee.
I felt a pillow hit me in the head. I looked back at her who was trying to stifle a few laughs. I picked up the pillow playing around with it.
"You think this is funny?"
I saw her nod her head, still stifling her laughter.
"Well yah know what, I don't think it is."
She stopped laughing, and looked at me.
"'Cause I never loose."
She looked at me questioningly. I threw the pillow at her. I heard her scream.
"This means war, Carter!!!"
Her hair was slightly dishevelled from the last pillow. I started to run, she looked a bit too excited about this latest war.
I jogged around the sofa, Abby on my heels. I kept on having to duck those damn pillows. They were heavy, but she was strong too. They hurt like hell if you got hit hard enough. I ran into the dining room, running around the table. We were laughing like morons. I almost slid on the wooden floor. She was hysterical from laughter. I ran through the kitchen door, and that was probably the stupidest thing I could have done, since there was only one way out back into the apartment. She stood in the doorway, smiling this evil little smile. I swear my heart stopped beating.
"You always win, huh?"
Yeah, I always win. But I'm letting you win this time. Only because your Abby.
"99.8% of the time."
She rolled her eyes, still smiling.
"So that makes me that point two percent huh?"
I shook my head.
"You and Bryce. He kicked my ass in X Box last night."
She started laughing.
"Give up?"
I was debating whether to or not. I still had one move I could play. I don't know how well it would go over. But considering the situation, I think it might not be a bad one.
"Who me? Never..."
I headed over to her slowly, she was still standing in the door way. She was still giggling. I don't think she knew what I was going to attempt. I gained a bit of speed and picked her up, throwing her over my shoulder. Didn't I say I always won? After the initial shock wore off, she started to kick and hit. I raced over to the couch and gently threw her down. She was looking at me, still laughing, gasping for air. I knelt down, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at her from about a foot away.
I was still kneeling on the floor and I looked at her, she had begun to sit up. We locked gazes. I could feel my willpower disappearing...
~*~
I opened the gate for her, and let her in. I needed to get my coat and bag from last night out of her apartment. We walked up the stairs, and she got to her door, waiting for me. I forgot she had given me her key last night just in case of an emergency. I pulled it out of my pocket and opened the door for her. We walked into the apartment, and she switched on the light.
"You have a shift today?"
I nodded my head no in response to her.
"Hang around for some coffee?"
I weighed the option in my head heavily. I liked this woman. We were alone. In an empty apartment. I just didn't want to do anything that I would regret later on. I still didn't know how she felt about me. She probably hated me. But she wasn't acting like it. I finally decided to stay, even though the reasons to leave outweighed the reasons to stay.
"Sure."
I followed her into the kitchen, where the coffee maker just went off, signalling that the coffee was in deed, ready. I grabbed the cups, and she poured. We walked back to the living room, and she grabbed an armchair. I sat on the sofa. So we spent a few minutes drinking our scalding coffee. I burnt my tongue. It hurt. I tend to whine when I'm tired.
"I just wanted to say thanks for staying with Bryce last night..."
I looked up at her.
"No problem. He's a great kid."
She nodded her head. I was looking at her. She gave me this strange look, then started to smile. I started to smile. She started to laugh.
"What?"
She was still laughing. It was so contagious. In between gasps of air, I heard something about "stop looking at me!" I started to laugh. She looked so cute. She looked absolutely adorable.
"Stop laughing! I can't handle it at this hour of the morning."
I was getting a headache. I need about three more hours and three times that in cups of coffee.
I felt a pillow hit me in the head. I looked back at her who was trying to stifle a few laughs. I picked up the pillow playing around with it.
"You think this is funny?"
I saw her nod her head, still stifling her laughter.
"Well yah know what, I don't think it is."
She stopped laughing, and looked at me.
"'Cause I never loose."
She looked at me questioningly. I threw the pillow at her. I heard her scream.
"This means war, Carter!!!"
Her hair was slightly dishevelled from the last pillow. I started to run, she looked a bit too excited about this latest war.
I jogged around the sofa, Abby on my heels. I kept on having to duck those damn pillows. They were heavy, but she was strong too. They hurt like hell if you got hit hard enough. I ran into the dining room, running around the table. We were laughing like morons. I almost slid on the wooden floor. She was hysterical from laughter. I ran through the kitchen door, and that was probably the stupidest thing I could have done, since there was only one way out back into the apartment. She stood in the doorway, smiling this evil little smile. I swear my heart stopped beating.
"You always win, huh?"
Yeah, I always win. But I'm letting you win this time. Only because your Abby.
"99.8% of the time."
She rolled her eyes, still smiling.
"So that makes me that point two percent huh?"
I shook my head.
"You and Bryce. He kicked my ass in X Box last night."
She started laughing.
"Give up?"
I was debating whether to or not. I still had one move I could play. I don't know how well it would go over. But considering the situation, I think it might not be a bad one.
"Who me? Never..."
I headed over to her slowly, she was still standing in the door way. She was still giggling. I don't think she knew what I was going to attempt. I gained a bit of speed and picked her up, throwing her over my shoulder. Didn't I say I always won? After the initial shock wore off, she started to kick and hit. I raced over to the couch and gently threw her down. She was looking at me, still laughing, gasping for air. I knelt down, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at her from about a foot away.
I was still kneeling on the floor and I looked at her, she had begun to sit up. We locked gazes. I could feel my willpower disappearing...