"You love him more than me" CJ commented dejectedly as she lay naked on the bed, twirling a piece of her hair listlessly.
Abbey came to sit beside her and kissed her cheek gently. "No. Just differently."
CJ looked up at her sadly. "But you'd pick him over me."
Abbey sighed. "He's my husband, Claudia, what do you want me to do? Destroy my marriage?" she got up and started pacing the room.
"We've been having this affair for over a year, Abbey, don't you think your marriage is already devastated?"
Abbey glared at her coldly. "No" she bit out savagely. "Besides, it isn't as though you haven't seen other people."
"If you're referring to Danny, I don't think that counts" CJ replied sarcastically.
"What are you saying, Claudia Jean?" Abbey asked her "Because I'm pretty sure this affair will continue even if I refuse to divorce my husband, or even if I refuse to tell him." She looked at CJ knowingly. "It's not as though you can tell anyone without losing everything. Besides," she sat down beside her lover again, running a finger along her jaw line "you love me too much. You're just being difficult."
"It's a difficult situation, Abigail!" CJ exclaimed. "You're the First Lady of the United States, for God's sake. I'm the White House Press Secretary. Your husband is my boss. We could cause an international scandal with what we're doing here. How am I 'just being difficult'?" she turned away from Abbey. "I'm just being realistic."
"And jealous." Abbey climbed over CJ to face her. "I'm sorry, sweetheart, I was being unfair. I know this is hard." CJ nodded silently and laid her head on Abbey's chest.
"I get possessive sometimes" She admitted quietly.
"How do you think I feel when I see you flirt with Danny?" Abbey asked, stroking her hair gently. "Trust me, I'm not feeling warm and fuzzy towards the guy. I have to restrain myself from running over and pulling you away."
"I know." CJ wrapped her arms around Abbey. "I love you, Ab."
"I love you too, sweetheart." Abbey replied, hugging CJ back. CJ looked at the clock beside her bed and sighed.
"It's after midnight. You should probably get back."
"Yeah." Abbey kissed her hair gently. "Wouldn't want to get into trouble, now would I?"
"No," CJ sat up and smiled at her "though it would be nice to have a whole night with you one day."
"I'd like that" Abbey said softly, sitting up and pulling CJ in for a kiss.
CJ wrapped her hands in Abbey's hair. She loved its soft waves. It was one of her favourite features of Abbey.
She walked Abbey to the door of her apartment. "See you tomorrow" she wrapped her naked form around the other woman tightly.
"Tomorrow" Abbey affirmed, hugging her just as tightly. "I miss you already" she whispered in CJ's ear. CJ nodded, her face buried in Abbey's hair.
"And yet I'm the one who's spending the night alone" CJ whispered to herself once the door had closed and sighed. Emotions aside, how had she managed to become the mistress of the First Lady of the United States? She wondered silently as she made her way back to the bed. That was something she would have to ponder.