A/N: Hi Guys. Once again thanks for the great reviews. Sorry for the long wait, I'm working two jobs at the moment to pay off debts etc so I can't get focused on things. I know, excuses, excuses!!

A/N: I don't know if I'm supposed to write about this stuff on here or not but has anyone seen a certain video on youtube?? It's not like I know the ins and outs of what happened in their marriage etc but don't put your grievances for the whole world to see. Anyways I've said my bit, on with the story.

Chapter 7

Gibbs was already stood outside the doors to the restaurant as Abby's cab pulled into the car park and up to the front door. Gibbs made his way forward but she was already out of the door by the time he reached her. As she shut it Gibbs allowed himself the opportunity to take in her outfit. It was the dress that she had been wearing the first night they had met, the dress that had drawn him to her in the first place. It hung to her curves in all the right places, the front dipping to the point of being revealing but without actually showing anything, the deep red accentuating the paleness of her skin which at the same time made her green eyes stand out more under the waves of her long hair. In his eyes she looked like the perfect women. Gone was the young girl he had know as Abby, this was the mixture of Abby and Susie, the perfect seduction that made Gibbs gulp at the thought of how tonight could proceed if he allowed it to.

Abby noticed Gibbs reaction as she closed the cab door which made her smirk. Gibbs didn't look bad himself, black suit trousers with a simple white shirt and black tie that on anyone else would look boring. On Gibbs it made him look like James Bond, his silver hair giving him age while his eyes gave him youth. The shirt was tight enough that it gently showed off the tone of his arms while the trousers hung on his hips in a way that showed off his toned stomach and tight ass.

Always the gentleman Gibbs walked Abby to the restaurant, opened the door and ushered her in first, not without glancing at her exposed back.

"Like what you see Agent Gibbs?" Abby asked when he reached her and walking towards their table.

"Hard not to Abby, hard not to."

Evidence of this could be seen as they followed the waiter through the dinning room, eyes tracked their progress, men wondering about Abby while the women appreciated the good looks of Gibbs. Both were unaware of these appraising glances. Abby was only aware of the arm underneath her fingertips, it felt strong and powerful, the muscles taut and contracted as she tapped her fingers against it. Gibbs at the same time was staring at the side of her face, eyes following the path of her curls as they fell to her shoulders. They hypnotised him as his eyes helter-skeltered down one particular one until it reached its end at her shoulder which in turn ended where the top of the dress started inviting his eyes to travel further down her back to the base of her spine. His lack of observation of their surrounding and his scrutiny of her appearance was noticeable to Abby only when they came to an abrupt stop at their table and he almost walked into the waiter.

Sitting down Abby did the most to make sure Gibbs had a very good view of her cleavage. Always on his best behaviour Gibbs did his best to ignore Abby's actions although he expected that tonight was going to be very long if she planned to continue in this way.

Looking at the menu Gibbs watched as Abby unsubtley started to twist a curl between her fingers in apparent concentration. This action repeated itself several times before he felt his frustration begin to rise, well may not just his frustration. Abby noticed the tension radiating off him well aware that it was her actions that were causing it. Releasing the curl she brought her finger to her mouth and nipping it slightly at the end all the while reading the menu.

" What will you be having Gibbs, the steak looks good or maybe the pasta?"

" I think the steak. Oh and Abby don't think I don't know what you are doing, stop being a tease." Gibbs smirked as she looked over the top of her menu at this comment.

" But Jethro I'm having too much fun" came her response before looking back down.

Dinner was a pleasant affair, the food was fabulous and the company excellent. The conversation flow between the two of them was flirtatious with small looks and touches from both of them. Although Gibbs was happy to let the night be fun and light between them Abby had different plans. Now that she had finished her degree she was unsure when she would next see Gibbs. She had no idea where a job in forensic could take her and she could end up anywhere in the country. From that she was frightened that she would never see him again therefore she wanted one night with him to gain a lasting memory, something that she could store in her mind that was prefect.