Authors Note- Updates a little sooner today. Nothing really to tell, just take a read.
Rating- R content, as was the last few chapters... We break away from it next chapter, but for now, this is what it is.
Chapter 37
I tap my fingers impatiently against the tile counter top. The coffee continues to brew, it can't be done fast enough. I try to focus on the coffee, or the birds chirping annoyingly outside. Anything but her, anything but what happened last night. I still don't believe that he said that. I know its not his fault, he's five, he was sleeping, or sleepy. It doesn't matter, it just knocked the wind out of me. I couldn't believe it. I draw my attention back to the coffee maker, which has finally finished up its duties. I pour myself a cup of the scalding hot liquid, knowing it will burn my tongue the minute it enters my mouth. I can't be bothered to wait. I down the murky brown fluid.
"You don't take it with anything?" I snap my head to the right, managing to spill it down my shirt.
"Shit." I can hear her stifle a laugh. I get the urge to yell at her, but fight it off. She knows I take my coffee black, or at least I do today. She stands in the door frame watching as I unbutton my shirt, only to reveal an equally stained white t-shirt. I bring it over my head. Balling the articles of clothing up and tossing them into a corner in the hall.
"Sorry." She says bashfully. Yah, I'm sure you are. She pulls down on the shirt she is wearing, one I recognize as my own. It does look better on her then it ever did on me.
"You need something?" Biting down on her bottom lip she shakes her head no. I pick my coffee up taking another sip, this time not spilling it down myself. I don't feel like dealing with her and her antics today. What is she going to say this time, I drove Sebastian to her? It wouldn't surprise me if she did. I push past her into the hall. I need to change then get out of the house. She can stay as long as she wants, I don't care anymore. I can't be bothered too. Its just a game to her. I feel her on my heels, as I approach my bedroom. She remains right behind me as I rifle through my closet. Until she makes her move, slowly she drops her hand onto my back. I flinch slightly, trying to make it as noticeable as possible.
"John-" She tries, I flip around. She looks a little nervous at first, but her face soon hardens, she's ready for a fight. If that's what she wants, that is what she will get. I open my mouth. Nothing comes out. I don't know what to say. I know it wasn't her fault that Sebastian said that, it wasn't his fault. I just can't help being mad... I don't really want to be. Not after last night. But I guess her leaving me, then my son calling her mom was not a good mixture. She trail her finger down my chest for a moment. Waiting for me to pull away, or push her away. I do neither. Something's holding me back, holding me there with her. She broaches me, this time wrapping her arms around my waist. Her dishevelled hair lays on her shoulders. I run my fingers through it, getting lost in the tangles. She nuzzles up closer to my chest. Placing lazy kisses around my nipples.
"I'm sorry-" Her voice breaks. Sorry? I wonder for what incident she is apologizing for. I don't push her, she will tell me. I am assuming its for last night. I hope she is only apologizing for one part of last night. Because, well the first part was amazing. She has no reason to apologise. But for some reason it makes me feel that much better. I place a kiss on her temple. She sighs into my chest. I run my fingers underneath her...my t-shirt. I run my fingers around her front, slowly making my way up her chest. Before a firm hand wraps around my wrist. "I have work." When? I'm sure we could be quick.
I lean down kissing her, I run my tongue along her lips, begging for entrance. She doesn't oblige. "I have to be at work in oh..." She glances at my alarm clock, "Thirty Minutes." Well I could work quickly. And after last nights display, I'm pretty sure she can too. I shrug my shoulders, a coy smile playing on my lips. "I can't." She leans up and pecks me on the lips. "I have to shower...and swing by my place to get clothes." Agh... She can't do this to me. She intertwines her fingers with my own, leading me out of the bedroom. I hold my clothes in my spare hand, letting her lead me where ever she wants. We end up in her room, where she starts to get dressed. No... No... No... Don't put it on, take it off, take it all off! I sit down on her bed, watching as she quickly dresses herself. She clamps her bra, pulls on her skirt. Before she can dash my hopes any further I pull her over to me. Resting her hands on my shoulders I slowly lean in and kiss her, she reciprocates the kiss, before pulling away.
"I really have to go." She pulls on her top over her head then reaches for mine. Tugging it over my head.
"Come on Ab..." She laughs a little. Don't laugh at me, fuck me. Is that so much to ask? I guess so, seeing as she pulls my button up shirt on me, then proceeds to button it up. I try to capture her lips with my own, but she refuses, she just continues buttoning me up. I feel like a child, who does not want to go to school, so their mother has to sit them down and dress them. Was I the only kid who this has happened too? She finishes up her job, runs her fingers down me shirt to rid it of the creases, pecks me on the lips then heads out.
"Hey." She pulls her jacket over her arms, waiting for me to continue. "Want to go out tonight? Just me and you?" I walk towards her. Her eyes sparkle a bit. Her hair now up in a messy pony tail. God she's beautiful. I move closer to her, running my fingers down her arms. "How about we go out somewhere." My eyes meet hers, a smile on her lips. "Susan can take the kids." I inch my face closer to hers, our breath mingling.
"You sure you want to do this." The smile still on her lips. "You know... Date, cause once we do you're all mine..." I move my lips even closer to hers, we are now centimetres apart.
"That scares me, but I'll take that risk." She laughs a little, sending shivers down my spine. I move my hands down to her waist, tracing little patterns with my fingers. Hers rest on my biceps.
"Yeah?" Our noses brush, finally, we kiss. Its shorter then I would like, but sweet. She pulls away, I bite down her lips for a second, but she smacks me. Its her way of telling me to let the hell go.
"I'll see you later babe." She smacks my ass, shutting the door on her way out. Okay, well that is definitely my favourite morning yet. I stare at the door for a second, trying to will her back. No such luck. A day of no kids. This will definitely be a treat. I want to plan something big, but I am not sure what she would consider 'big.' Flowers? No. Chocolate? No. Maybe I could knock her up. She would definitely think that is big. I pad my way into the kitchen. Grabbing my coffee and taking another sip. I will need all the energy I can get for tonight. I can tell it will be a long night. At least I hope it will. I have the feeling that we could be having a serious conversation on top of all the sex. Maybe we could have those talks in between the sex. Yeah, that is definitely the plan. I run my fingers through my hair, thankful that those weeks of arguing are behind us. They did dig up a lot of dirt. Things that were bound to come out sooner or later, later might have been better, but sometimes you just don't get to choose. I am very glad she caught me last night, I'm even happier she caught me and not one of my kids. I feel a vibrating in my pocket, and considering that doesn't vibrate. I figure its my phone.
"Hello?" I say once I've flipped it open. I already know its Susan, but I figure a friendly hello is the right way to go.
"So... Is she still pissed at you?" Doesn't anyone remember that I was just as 'pissed.' The guy can never be the angry one in the relationship. It always has to be the girl. Always. Stupid rule. Stupid people who made the rule.
"No, if you must know, we are going out tonight and you are watching my kids." She laughs. Hey don't be so reluctant.
"Yeah... I figured as much. Anyways, I am not calling to socialize, I am calling to call you into work." Aw... I don't want too. I tell Susan I will be in as soon as possible then hang up. Great, I wanted to spend today planning out the perfect first date. Instead I am sentenced to a day of work. Is this for the masturbating? Or the premarital sex? Damn those being labelled as sins.
The trip to work is short. I am thankful that I get to see more of Abby. Maybe I can see even more of Abby in an empty exam room. Pull down the shades, turn the lights off... Sounds like a good plan to me. Maybe she could strip for me, slowly... I could get a pole... Or would that be too kinky?
"Earth to Carter.." I jerk my head up from the locker, and over to Susan. "Is that a pole in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?" Okay, so maybe I shouldn't think about those things at work. But now that I've got my mind on it, I need some relief, and I know I won't get that from Susan. I can feel my cheeks flush as she watches me. "Still thinking of Abby?"
"No... I was thinking of you!" I joke, she rolls her eyes, exiting the lounge. I could have been, but I wasn't. I continue to search my locker for my regular shift stuff. I hear the lounge door swing open, I am too afraid to turn around and see who it is. I'm better faced towards my locker, that way no one gets an eye full.
"I heard your solider is standing at attention." I crack a smile.
"Yeah for you." She approaches me, wrapping her arms around my waist, then slowly tracing her fingers down my pants too my...
"Hey, hey, hey... We are at work.. Unless you plan to finish me off, then you better stop." I shove her hand away, she responds by laughing into my chest planting a kiss on my scrub clad chest.
"You smell good." She kisses me lightly on the lips. She tastes good. I deepen the kiss, knowing that this isn't the best place, but not able to stop myself. I can't take my hands off of her. She's just so desirable and sexy. I run my fingers gently down her back, as hers take there former place. I can hear the distinctive jingling of my belt being undone. Uh oh, if we are caught this is not going to be good. Not at all. I try to stop her, I do, but my hands just won't move to push her away. Soon my pants are around my ankles, her shirt thrown over a chair, and my boxers are making their way down my legs. This is not going to end well, well okay, its going to end well, but not in the work sense. I start a trail of kisses down her neck, before she pushes my head away. I give her a quizzical look and she just rolls her eyes.
"Do you really think now is the time for foreplay?" Good point, very good point. It will just delay the inevitable. I don't want delaying. I move my face up to hers, continuing to kiss her, all the while looking for a place to do this. Hmmm, the sink, it could work. I pick her up easily, she's light as a feather so its never been much of a challenge for me. I hoist her up onto the sink, her legs wrapped around my waist. Underwear strewn over the tap, hey it works. I begin to enter her...
"Oh My fucking god!"
~Review Responses~
ERCarbyLuva- lol thanks. That chapter was kind of amusing, not the way most Carbies picture Carter and Abby's "first time." Oh well, we break the mould lol.
smilez4eva- I've been looking out for it lol. Yah, finally Carter got laid lol.
Tracey- Haha, yah we tried to build it up a bit. I want a seb lol, I'm debating whether he beats Bryce lol... Its a toughy.
That's what I thought about Bleeding Hearts, people would think it was to wordy. oh well, I liked writing it.
~Preview~
"Hey, sorry this is a really bad time, we just got hit with a huge MVA." I pull Maddie's body up, she's slipping through my fingers.
"Listen, Maddie's running a fever and wheezing. It doesn't look too serious, but I don't' know what you want to do." I hear him move into a quieter location where the chaos is less heard.
Rating- R content, as was the last few chapters... We break away from it next chapter, but for now, this is what it is.
Chapter 37
I tap my fingers impatiently against the tile counter top. The coffee continues to brew, it can't be done fast enough. I try to focus on the coffee, or the birds chirping annoyingly outside. Anything but her, anything but what happened last night. I still don't believe that he said that. I know its not his fault, he's five, he was sleeping, or sleepy. It doesn't matter, it just knocked the wind out of me. I couldn't believe it. I draw my attention back to the coffee maker, which has finally finished up its duties. I pour myself a cup of the scalding hot liquid, knowing it will burn my tongue the minute it enters my mouth. I can't be bothered to wait. I down the murky brown fluid.
"You don't take it with anything?" I snap my head to the right, managing to spill it down my shirt.
"Shit." I can hear her stifle a laugh. I get the urge to yell at her, but fight it off. She knows I take my coffee black, or at least I do today. She stands in the door frame watching as I unbutton my shirt, only to reveal an equally stained white t-shirt. I bring it over my head. Balling the articles of clothing up and tossing them into a corner in the hall.
"Sorry." She says bashfully. Yah, I'm sure you are. She pulls down on the shirt she is wearing, one I recognize as my own. It does look better on her then it ever did on me.
"You need something?" Biting down on her bottom lip she shakes her head no. I pick my coffee up taking another sip, this time not spilling it down myself. I don't feel like dealing with her and her antics today. What is she going to say this time, I drove Sebastian to her? It wouldn't surprise me if she did. I push past her into the hall. I need to change then get out of the house. She can stay as long as she wants, I don't care anymore. I can't be bothered too. Its just a game to her. I feel her on my heels, as I approach my bedroom. She remains right behind me as I rifle through my closet. Until she makes her move, slowly she drops her hand onto my back. I flinch slightly, trying to make it as noticeable as possible.
"John-" She tries, I flip around. She looks a little nervous at first, but her face soon hardens, she's ready for a fight. If that's what she wants, that is what she will get. I open my mouth. Nothing comes out. I don't know what to say. I know it wasn't her fault that Sebastian said that, it wasn't his fault. I just can't help being mad... I don't really want to be. Not after last night. But I guess her leaving me, then my son calling her mom was not a good mixture. She trail her finger down my chest for a moment. Waiting for me to pull away, or push her away. I do neither. Something's holding me back, holding me there with her. She broaches me, this time wrapping her arms around my waist. Her dishevelled hair lays on her shoulders. I run my fingers through it, getting lost in the tangles. She nuzzles up closer to my chest. Placing lazy kisses around my nipples.
"I'm sorry-" Her voice breaks. Sorry? I wonder for what incident she is apologizing for. I don't push her, she will tell me. I am assuming its for last night. I hope she is only apologizing for one part of last night. Because, well the first part was amazing. She has no reason to apologise. But for some reason it makes me feel that much better. I place a kiss on her temple. She sighs into my chest. I run my fingers underneath her...my t-shirt. I run my fingers around her front, slowly making my way up her chest. Before a firm hand wraps around my wrist. "I have work." When? I'm sure we could be quick.
I lean down kissing her, I run my tongue along her lips, begging for entrance. She doesn't oblige. "I have to be at work in oh..." She glances at my alarm clock, "Thirty Minutes." Well I could work quickly. And after last nights display, I'm pretty sure she can too. I shrug my shoulders, a coy smile playing on my lips. "I can't." She leans up and pecks me on the lips. "I have to shower...and swing by my place to get clothes." Agh... She can't do this to me. She intertwines her fingers with my own, leading me out of the bedroom. I hold my clothes in my spare hand, letting her lead me where ever she wants. We end up in her room, where she starts to get dressed. No... No... No... Don't put it on, take it off, take it all off! I sit down on her bed, watching as she quickly dresses herself. She clamps her bra, pulls on her skirt. Before she can dash my hopes any further I pull her over to me. Resting her hands on my shoulders I slowly lean in and kiss her, she reciprocates the kiss, before pulling away.
"I really have to go." She pulls on her top over her head then reaches for mine. Tugging it over my head.
"Come on Ab..." She laughs a little. Don't laugh at me, fuck me. Is that so much to ask? I guess so, seeing as she pulls my button up shirt on me, then proceeds to button it up. I try to capture her lips with my own, but she refuses, she just continues buttoning me up. I feel like a child, who does not want to go to school, so their mother has to sit them down and dress them. Was I the only kid who this has happened too? She finishes up her job, runs her fingers down me shirt to rid it of the creases, pecks me on the lips then heads out.
"Hey." She pulls her jacket over her arms, waiting for me to continue. "Want to go out tonight? Just me and you?" I walk towards her. Her eyes sparkle a bit. Her hair now up in a messy pony tail. God she's beautiful. I move closer to her, running my fingers down her arms. "How about we go out somewhere." My eyes meet hers, a smile on her lips. "Susan can take the kids." I inch my face closer to hers, our breath mingling.
"You sure you want to do this." The smile still on her lips. "You know... Date, cause once we do you're all mine..." I move my lips even closer to hers, we are now centimetres apart.
"That scares me, but I'll take that risk." She laughs a little, sending shivers down my spine. I move my hands down to her waist, tracing little patterns with my fingers. Hers rest on my biceps.
"Yeah?" Our noses brush, finally, we kiss. Its shorter then I would like, but sweet. She pulls away, I bite down her lips for a second, but she smacks me. Its her way of telling me to let the hell go.
"I'll see you later babe." She smacks my ass, shutting the door on her way out. Okay, well that is definitely my favourite morning yet. I stare at the door for a second, trying to will her back. No such luck. A day of no kids. This will definitely be a treat. I want to plan something big, but I am not sure what she would consider 'big.' Flowers? No. Chocolate? No. Maybe I could knock her up. She would definitely think that is big. I pad my way into the kitchen. Grabbing my coffee and taking another sip. I will need all the energy I can get for tonight. I can tell it will be a long night. At least I hope it will. I have the feeling that we could be having a serious conversation on top of all the sex. Maybe we could have those talks in between the sex. Yeah, that is definitely the plan. I run my fingers through my hair, thankful that those weeks of arguing are behind us. They did dig up a lot of dirt. Things that were bound to come out sooner or later, later might have been better, but sometimes you just don't get to choose. I am very glad she caught me last night, I'm even happier she caught me and not one of my kids. I feel a vibrating in my pocket, and considering that doesn't vibrate. I figure its my phone.
"Hello?" I say once I've flipped it open. I already know its Susan, but I figure a friendly hello is the right way to go.
"So... Is she still pissed at you?" Doesn't anyone remember that I was just as 'pissed.' The guy can never be the angry one in the relationship. It always has to be the girl. Always. Stupid rule. Stupid people who made the rule.
"No, if you must know, we are going out tonight and you are watching my kids." She laughs. Hey don't be so reluctant.
"Yeah... I figured as much. Anyways, I am not calling to socialize, I am calling to call you into work." Aw... I don't want too. I tell Susan I will be in as soon as possible then hang up. Great, I wanted to spend today planning out the perfect first date. Instead I am sentenced to a day of work. Is this for the masturbating? Or the premarital sex? Damn those being labelled as sins.
The trip to work is short. I am thankful that I get to see more of Abby. Maybe I can see even more of Abby in an empty exam room. Pull down the shades, turn the lights off... Sounds like a good plan to me. Maybe she could strip for me, slowly... I could get a pole... Or would that be too kinky?
"Earth to Carter.." I jerk my head up from the locker, and over to Susan. "Is that a pole in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?" Okay, so maybe I shouldn't think about those things at work. But now that I've got my mind on it, I need some relief, and I know I won't get that from Susan. I can feel my cheeks flush as she watches me. "Still thinking of Abby?"
"No... I was thinking of you!" I joke, she rolls her eyes, exiting the lounge. I could have been, but I wasn't. I continue to search my locker for my regular shift stuff. I hear the lounge door swing open, I am too afraid to turn around and see who it is. I'm better faced towards my locker, that way no one gets an eye full.
"I heard your solider is standing at attention." I crack a smile.
"Yeah for you." She approaches me, wrapping her arms around my waist, then slowly tracing her fingers down my pants too my...
"Hey, hey, hey... We are at work.. Unless you plan to finish me off, then you better stop." I shove her hand away, she responds by laughing into my chest planting a kiss on my scrub clad chest.
"You smell good." She kisses me lightly on the lips. She tastes good. I deepen the kiss, knowing that this isn't the best place, but not able to stop myself. I can't take my hands off of her. She's just so desirable and sexy. I run my fingers gently down her back, as hers take there former place. I can hear the distinctive jingling of my belt being undone. Uh oh, if we are caught this is not going to be good. Not at all. I try to stop her, I do, but my hands just won't move to push her away. Soon my pants are around my ankles, her shirt thrown over a chair, and my boxers are making their way down my legs. This is not going to end well, well okay, its going to end well, but not in the work sense. I start a trail of kisses down her neck, before she pushes my head away. I give her a quizzical look and she just rolls her eyes.
"Do you really think now is the time for foreplay?" Good point, very good point. It will just delay the inevitable. I don't want delaying. I move my face up to hers, continuing to kiss her, all the while looking for a place to do this. Hmmm, the sink, it could work. I pick her up easily, she's light as a feather so its never been much of a challenge for me. I hoist her up onto the sink, her legs wrapped around my waist. Underwear strewn over the tap, hey it works. I begin to enter her...
"Oh My fucking god!"
~Review Responses~
ERCarbyLuva- lol thanks. That chapter was kind of amusing, not the way most Carbies picture Carter and Abby's "first time." Oh well, we break the mould lol.
smilez4eva- I've been looking out for it lol. Yah, finally Carter got laid lol.
Tracey- Haha, yah we tried to build it up a bit. I want a seb lol, I'm debating whether he beats Bryce lol... Its a toughy.
That's what I thought about Bleeding Hearts, people would think it was to wordy. oh well, I liked writing it.
~Preview~
"Hey, sorry this is a really bad time, we just got hit with a huge MVA." I pull Maddie's body up, she's slipping through my fingers.
"Listen, Maddie's running a fever and wheezing. It doesn't look too serious, but I don't' know what you want to do." I hear him move into a quieter location where the chaos is less heard.