So this is the second chapter in this little series collection whatever you want to call it. Hope you enjoy it.
When she stares at your mouth, kiss her.
"Stephen, what are we doing tonight?" Abby asked, slipping the necklace he'd gotten her the week before around his neck. "Why do I have to get all dressed up?"
"It's a surprise," Stephen smiled, doing the last button of Abby's favorite shirt. "And you look fantastic," he told her with a soft kiss to the cheek as he took in her black cocktail dress.
Abby looked up at him, her eyes wandering over his features. She took in the cool blue of his eyes and how the slightly were angled down. She let her eyes drift down the line of his nose and finally to his lips, where they stopped. She smiled, remembering the first time she'd felt those lips come down on her own.
"Abby?" Stephen asked, drawing her attention back up to her eyes.
"Hm?" she asked, coming out of her thoughts.
"You ready?" he asked.
"Yeah," she nodded, finding her eyes drifting back down to his lips. Stephen chuckled, leaning down and capturing the young woman's lips with his own. He pulled him in closer and she felt shivers shoot down her spine as his thumb rubbed tiny circles on her shoulder.
"You know if you want me to kiss you, all you have to do is ask."
"Stephen, will you kiss me, please?" Abby asked him, her tone soft, barely above the whisper.
He nodded, "Whenever you want," before kissing her again, quickly. "Now grab your bag, let's go."
"Stephen, tell me where we're going, yeah?"
"Fine, if you must know. We're going dancing. I heard you muttering the other day while you were talking to Jenny. I heard you say how you hadn't been dancing since you joined the ARC so I figured I could fix that problem."
Abby grinned, grabbing her clutch and slipping her arm into Stephen's. "Thanks."
"You're welcome," he smiled, leaning down to kiss her once more before leading her out of her room.
So as always, I would love to hear your thoughts on this. Tell me what you think. Love always, Spike.