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"We… should… stop…" Abby half-hearted request remained unheard. Luka's only reaction was to kiss her jaw then slowly move to her right ear. As his hand made her way under her black top, she realized that she needed a more forceful approach if she wanted to avoid a potentially compromising situation. Her resolve was slipping fast as he rearranged her on his lap and went for another searing kiss. She threaded her fingers through his hair again lost in the moment, when she heard a young couple walking by the car. She pressed her hands against Luka's chest and broke their kiss.
"We have to stop!" She looked him straight in the eyes as she pushed herself further away.
"We have to stop?" Luka frowned at her, still breathing hard from their making out session.
"Yeah!" She nodded and couldn't help but chuckle at his lost expression. He was completely oblivious to their whereabouts.
"Why?" He slightly shook his head. She put his hand to his cheek.
"Because we might be past the age to make out in a car…" She gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "And are definitely too old to use the backseat of your car." She giggled as she went for another peck. "Besides I live here and I don't want to have to go in hiding every time I meet my neighbors."
"Right!" Luka smiled back at her. Moving her closer to him, he raised his eyebrows and expectantly wondered. "So?"
"So, let's move it inside. I have a nice and cozy apartment, it would be a shame to stay in this cold car."
"You are cold?" He squinted his eyes and disbelievingly frowned. "I must be doing something very wrong then."
"Not for the moment." She chuckled. "I'm actually feeling quite hot." His kiss made her catch her breath. "And I guess it's a good thing the windows fogged up. But I'm not sure I want to reenact the Titanic scene."
"Titanic? I thought that was your theme with Clemente." His teasing tone made her giggle once more. "Speaking of which, what did you do in his car when he drove you home?"
"Certainly nothing like what I'm doing now." She playfully slapped his chest. "I thanked him, said goodnight and we shook hands. He was a real gentleman."
"Hmm, really?" He made a face and tried hard not to laugh. "Well you thanked me, made fun of my singing and asked me to come in…"
"I never asked you to come in!" She countered faking shock.
"You were going to…" He answered in a sexy growl.
"You seem pretty sure of yourself, Kovac. I might have just asked if you wanted to have lunch with me tomorrow…"
"I'm so sorry I misunderstood you."
"And you should be."
"So I guess now we move to the part when you wish me goodnight and we shake hands." He expectantly smiled at her.
"Exactly." She brought her face closer to his and kissed him. "I like it when we shake hands." Luka chuckled.
"But that doesn't solve our problem." He reminded her and playfully licked her lips. He pulled back as she tried to kiss him.
"Our problem?" Abby frowned.
"We're still in my car." He reminded her.
"Right!" She laughed. After their little conversation she had completely forgotten where they were. "We should go in."
"So, I'm allowed in?"
"Yeah. I think so." She added and grinned at him.
"We still have a problem and only two possible solutions." She looked questioningly at him. "We change position and you leave the car by yourself or I carry you to your door." She gave out a throaty laugh.
"Let's change position." She tried to move back to her seat, but Luka didn't loosen his grip on her. She laughed as she settled back on his lap. He kissed her temple.
"I could carry you, you're not that heavy." He offered as he was reluctant to lose contact.
"Yeah I know. But I wouldn't want you to hurt your back. I have other plans in mind." She winked at him.
"You are very naughty, Abby." He chuckled and let her free.
"Yes, I know." She took her purse and her shawl and opened the door. "But enough talking, let's move."
"Where is that damn key?" Luka raised one eyebrow and smiled at Abby. "Don't start with women and their purses or I might change my mind..."
"I didn't say a thing..." He answered still smiling.
"Ah, here it is!" She triumphally showed it and he approvingly nodded. She smiled at him, opened the main entrance door and entered, Luka close behind her. "Now I wonder, do you really deserve to come in...?" She leaned against her door and looked at him thoughtfully. "I might need some convincing."
"Well I can try." He moved closer and kissed her lightly on the lips. "Is this the right way?"
"Hmm..." She licked her lips and pretended to give it some thoughts. "I don't know. The sample was quite small. I might need more to make up my mind." He smiled and brought his right hand to her face. They stood there staring at each other. "What are you waiting for? You weren't that shy in your car."
"You look beautiful tonight." He stroke her face with his thumb and bent down to tease her with another featherlight kiss. She chuckled as he slightly pulled back.
"You're such a tease, Kovac." She beamed up at him. "Are you chickening on me?"
"Definitely not." With that last assurance, he nibbled at her lips, never seeking entrance. She threw her arms around his neck to move closer.
"I'm still not really convinced..." She reminded him. "I don't know, you don't seem very eager to come in." He chuckled.
"Bad me!" He shook his head and brought his hands to her waist to pull her even closer. "I wonder if I'll succeed." He back her against the door and moving his hands lower lifted her against him. Her face was almost level with his.
"Oh good move!" She noted as she wriggled herself closer to him.
"Yeah, that's what I thought too. You're so damn small, Lockhart."
"I'm not, you're just too tall." She giggled. "You're lucky I don't take that bad. Some women hate to be pinned against a door."
"You needed some convincing..." He reminded her.
"You're on the right way, but still not there." He smiled and pressed a little harder against her. She gave out a little moan at the friction.
"Well then..." He licked her lips before kissing her passionately. She threaded her hands in his hair and slightly parted her legs. She moaned as he nibbled her neck completely lost in the sensation.
"Abby, is that you?" The young doctor froze as she recognized the voice of her elderly neighbor. "I heard some noises."
"Yeah Mrs. Dunbar. It's me." Abby prayed her voice didn't sound too breathless. Luka looked at her and chuckled. She slapped him and stared at the old woman's door, hoping she wouldn't open it. But quickly the sound of locks being opened were heard.
"Crap! Let me down!" Luka raised his eyebrows. "She can't see us like that. She is eighty and I don't want to give her a heart attack!" As her feet touched the ground, she quickly removed her smeared lipstick and put her clothes back in order.
"I thought I heard you." The older woman opened her door and smiled at Abby. "But I wasn't sure. Oh, you're not alone."
"Yeah it's a colleague of mine, Dr. Kovac." Mrs Dunbar acknowledged his presence with a quick nod. Luka smiled back. "He drove me home from a party. You remember Neela? She used to live here with me. Well she got married today."
"Oh really? Say hi for me when you see her next." She looked at both doctors. "Well then, you should go in. I wouldn't want to interrupt. Have a goodnight." She quickly retreated and closed her door.
"Goodnight Mrs. Dunbar." Abby looked at the closed door. "Do you think she guessed what we were doing?"
"Depends..." He guiltily looked at her.
"Depends? On what?" She wondered squinting.
"On how good her eyesight is."
"What?" She looked at him completely puzzled.
"I think I gave you an hickey." He answered and pointed at her neck.
"You have to be kidding me? You realize that I have to go to work tomorrow." He shrugged a little embarrassed. She rolled her eyes at the thought of what the next day would bring. She shook her head and smiled at him. "You better make up for that."
"So I can still come in?" He asked smiling again.
"Yeah and be ready for some payback." He laughed as she pulled him in behind her.