Only Make Believe-Chapter Five- I want to get next to you.
Ichabod Crane's eyebrow cocked over one eye at Jenny's remark and then rested on Abbie.
He gasped as his eyes fell on Abbie Mills standing at the table, wearing her vanilla silk chiffon dress.
"Hi," Abbie gulped. She smiled.
Ichabod's full lips turned up in the corner in a smirk. Ichabod could not look away. Abbie was a vision. She glowed radiant under the
bright white lights of the dressing room. He knew Jenny kept the dressing room bright to highlight her dresses and her needlework designs.
Ichabod's eyes lowered to Abbie's plush pouty mouth. The kiss was still fresh in his mind. He quickly turned his eyes away and coughed into his fist.
The reason he was to be at the dressing room in the first place went out the window for a second. Then his reason returned.
"I beg your pardon, ladies," Ichabod said. "forgive me for intruding. I was just looking for Mason Grant."
"My associate?" Jenny asked. "His dressing room is two doors down this short hall. He's in there now
you can just go inside. ok, Abbie back on the stand."
Ichabod shifted his eyes in time to glance at Abbie as she lifted the front of her dress high and
exposed her long naked shapely legs and her cream vanilla 5' high heeled shoes. Abbie took
a step forward. The heel of her shoe caught on the hem of her long dress and making her
stumble.
Ichabod reached out and caught her by her elbows. His eyebrows stitched together. A
small smirk played around the corner of his lips. Abbie now reached to his eyes.
"Damn these, 5' heels,"Abbie giggled. She shrugged answering his inquiring expression.
"Yes. Such nasty precarious things," Ichabod said breathless. "They should be outlawed." He
winked and then smiled.
"Instruments of pure evil," Abbie remarked. She let out a bark of a laugh at her own joke,
making her snort. Her eyes grew huge and she pulled her arm from his hands to cover her
mouth. Abbie laughed harder.
"Yes. Exactly." His smile grew brighter. God! She was just so adorable.
Ichabod blinked when he realized this was the first time he's seen Abigail Mills in a formal
dress. He's seen her in celebrity magazines and publicity stills only wearing tight short
sleeved T-shirts and tight black skinny jeans that accentuated all her luscious curves.
Abbie was now aglow in the flowing vanilla dress. Her dark natural corkscrew curls
pulled up in a French Twist exposed her neck. He was lost in the thought of his lips softly
kissing down the side of her neck. He could almost feel her pulse beat rapidly under his lips
ashe kissed her down to her shoulder. Both of his eyebrows lifted when he noticed Abbie's full red lips pucker and
slowly open. Her petite body leaned forward slowly intending to kiss him.
All his English properties about public displays of affection went out the window. Ichabod
licked his lips slowly and leaned forward anticipating the taste of Abbie's lips again. Their
heads came as close as they could when a whistle; piercingly long and sharp came from
Jenny's direction. Ichabod saw Abbie's head snapped back and she lowered her eyes from his
shyly.
"Come on, Abbie,"Jenny exclaimed."I need to finish the dress before the end of this century!"
"Oh, I'm sorry. Excuse me," Abbie said breathless.
Abbie gave him a small shy smile and passed to his right and then turned to face him again.
Ichabod sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly. His full lips broke out into a huge smile.
"Oh, I forgot. I wanted to ask you something," Abbie said.
Ichabod stared as Abbie's ample bosom as it rose and fell with each breath. Oh, Jesus. Ichabod gasped. He clamped his mouth
tightly and twisted his mouth to the side.
"Well, i'm listening," Ichabod said."go ahead."
Abbie stepped forward and looked into his eyes.
"Have you've had lunch, already?" Abbie whispered softly. Abbie's hand went up to her lips as she finished chewing and swallowed
the last bit of cookie she took from from the plate.
"Yes. I have. I just finished having a light lunch with Katrina," Ichabod answered. His voice low.
"Oh, really?" Abbie said, disappointment in her voice. She bit the bottom of her lip. Ichabod felt just as disappointed. He would have
definitely gone to lunch with Abbie if she'd asked him before Katrina invited him. Then again he didn't want to seem to eager.
"Well, it doesn't matter," She muttered."how do you feel about junk food? candy. Strawberry twizzlers whips?"
Ichabod's brow furrowed.
"What are twizzlers whips?" Ichabod asked.
"They're candy," Abbie answered. American candy. Would you like to go and get some at the commissary when I finish here. I
mean? It's ok if your bu….
"I'd love to," Ichabod finished. "It sounds delicious."
Abbie winced. She shook her head and stuck out her tongue.
"Oh, no, no its far from delicious," Abbie laughed."it tastes like flavored wax. but it's tasty."
"Hmm, tasty flavored wax,"Ichabod hummed."my favorite. I can meet you back here after I finish my fitting with Mr. Grant. Will
that be alright?"
"Yes. Of course."
A silence fell between them as they stared into each other's eyes. She was so beautiful.
"Ms. Abigail Mills!" Will you please get your ass over here so i can finish your F***ing dress so our dear leader director doesn't fire
me!"
The moment gone. Abbie grimaced and chuckled softly.
"She sounds serious," Ichabod laughed.
"Yes. And she is," Abbie sighed. "I better go."
"As you wish." Ichabod gave Abbie a short nod and stepped aside to let her pass him. He watched as she ran back to take her place
again on the stand in front of the four mirrors. Ichabod kept his eyes on Abbie until she raised her eyes to meet his. Abbie flashed
him a sweet smile as Jennifer's words came back to him.
"You're binge eating because you're in love with your leading man and you don't know what to do about it, Abbie!"
Was Jenny right? Did Abbie really feel that way about him or was Jennifer teasing her? She hasn't mentioned the kiss they just
shared. It was an on screen kiss. It was their first kiss just the same and it looked like she was attempting to kiss him again.
Ichabod wondered if she would have kissed him if Jenny had not yelled for her to come back to finish the fitting. Should he mention
the kiss? Or should he wait for her to bring it up? Ichabod sighed.
He wanted Abbie. He didn't know if he loved her yet but he wanted to find out. He wanted to wait after the film is completed to tell
Abbie his true feelings so he can show her that he's serious. Ichabod did not want Abbie to think he is looking for a hurried one-
night stand or a public Hollywood fling." He shook his head at the thought. A deep low groan of annoyance came from Ichabod. He
just needed to control himself around Abbie and not give in to his attraction.
"Impossible" he mumbled. It will be hard when Abbie is his romantic leading lady and ridiculously hot! Ichabod felt his lower half
tighten with the thought of Abbie Mills, in his arms kissing her in an intimate scene together. He sucked in a breath only to let it out
slowly. It sounded labored and weak. He lowered his head and shook his head again.
He needed to get out of here.
Ichabod lifted his head to address Jenny.
"You said Mason Grant was three doors down this short hall?" Ichabod asked. He pointed his
finger at the hall ahead of him.
Jenny was kneeling in front of Abbie now and looked up from examining the hem of her vanilla
chiffon dress. Jenny frowned at Ichabod.
"No. Two doors down this short hall," Jenny corrected. Her long arm swept out and pointed down to the hall behind her. Abbie lifted
her head and smiled at him. Her eyes shone under the white bright lights above her. He was caught again under her lovely stare for
a second before turning back to address Jenny.
"Right," Ichabod answered."Thank you, ladies. Sorry, to have disturbed you."
Ichabod waved his hand at them and walked down the hall. He stopped outside Mason Grant's dressing room. He lifted his hand and knocked hard on the large door. The door opened.
An hour and half later. Mason Grant's large dressing room door opened. Ichabod stepped out of the room and walked down the hall.
He hated fittings. He was so glad it was over and now he can get back to his life. Get back to….Abbie? A small smile played at the
corners of his lips. He wondered if she still wanted to go to the commissary with him or will she be tired and want to get back to her
trailer. Ichabod hoped she still wanted to go. It was the promise of spending some time with Abbie after the fitting; that helped him
get through the chore. His smile turned into a frown. What if she's left? Ichabod's long legs walked faster down the hall and then
halted. He sighed. Relieved when he heard Abbie's and Jenny voices. They were still in the dressing room. Ichabod cursed at
himself for being so childish. He was acting like a teenager with a first crush. He was pathetic. Ichabod shook his head.
He lifted his back from the wall and was about to walk through into the dressing room again when he stopped and heard Jenny's question.
"So, when are you going to ask Ichabod if he wants to be FWB?"
Ichabod saw Abbie's dark eyes lower to meet Jenny's. Her eyebrows raised.
"FWB?'
"Friends with benefits, Abbie." Jenny answered sarcastic.
Silence.
"I don't think Ichabod would do that,"Jenny," Abbie shot back.
Ichabod reentered the room. He caught Abbie's wide eyes of surprise as she looked over Jenny's shoulder at him. He saw her
swallow nervously and a slight blush color Abbie's cheeks. She lifted her hand and gave him a small wave.
Ichabod smiled and waved back at her as he sat on one of the two decorative chairs, which flanked the little table with the plate of cookies.
"Hi. Did the fitting go well?" Abbie asked. She licked her pouty lips.
Ichabod clicked his tongue in annoyance and sat back in the chair. He crossed his long legs.
"As well as it will ever be," he said irritated."damnable things, fitting's are. the prodding. the pinching. they are so uncomfortable."
Ichabod did not let his face show he'd heard Jenny's question to Abbie.
Abbie let out the breath she held and laughed.
"Like wearing 5' high heels?" Abbie giggled. She swiped at a long stray strand of dark brown hair that fell in front of her face with the back of her small hand.
"Yes. Exactly like that!" He laughed.
Silence fell in the room as Ichabod stared at Abbie. She stood on the pedestal and then turned on Jenny's command so Jenny could
see how the dress looked after her alterations. Abbie twirled too fast, making the dress fly up to high, exposing Abbie's long tanned
legs and upper thigh at Ichabod. Ichabod gasped. His jaw fell open as his hand holding a cookie; froze half-way toward his mouth.
His thoughts began to burn with images of Abbie naked writhing and moaning underneath him on his large bed at home. He is on
her back holding Abbie's hands as she holds her arms out on either side of her. His lips peck small soft kisses all along the back of
her neck and across her shoulders. He saw himself taking himself in his hand. His cock large and thick guiding himself into Abbie's
wet, hot center. Ichabod whined. He felt the tip of his cock press hard against the zipper of his black skinny jeans.
"Oh, Sweet lord,"Ichabod groaned. "friends with benefits, indeed."
He squirmed in his seat and pulled his dark blue suit jacket around himself to cover his growing arousal.
Abbie was mistaken. He would and had relationships which were Friends with benefits. He had one with Katrina until they agreed to
break up. Ichabod didn't much like it. The sex was hot and intense at the beginning only to fizz out and falter leaving him empty
and alone in the end. He found it too cold and unfeeling and told himself he was never going to be tempted to consider it again. No
matter how beautiful and tempting the woman. Ichabod's held a steady gaze on Abbie. His lips quirked up at the corners of his mouth.
"Never was tempted to do it again," he confessed."until now."
"Did you say something, Ichabod?" Abbie looked up to meet his eyes across the room. Her beautiful face warm and opened like the sun. Ichabod bit into a cookie.
"No," Ichabod said around a mouthful of cookie. "Nothing at all."
Deep frown lines appeared on Abbie's forehead. Ichabod smiled. He shook his head and swallowed. No. I will not go through that
"Friends with benefits" nonsense again. Ichabod wanted a relationship with Abbie not just loveless, meaningless sex. He only had to
wait till the end of this production to pursue it. If Abbie will have him. Ichabod forced a deep inhale and let it out. He needed
another cookie. Maybe two. He reached his hand over to the table standing next to his chair and frowned at the empty China plate.
No cookies. Only scattered chocolate, chocolate chip cookie crumbs littered the plate. Damn! Ichabod's first thought was to stab at
the crumbs on the plate with his index finger and suck on the sweet chocolate crumbs from his finger. However he thought better of
it and raised his eyes to meet Abbie's. A crooked smile was planted on her full red lips.
"You do eat junk food?"Abbie asked. A curious expression came to Abbie's face.
"Only cookies and milk," Ichabod answered. He scratched at his mustache with his index finger and laughed. He swiped his hand over his beard.
"Ug, that's still healthy," Abbie groaned. She laughed and smiled.
Jenny stepped back from the stand and looked up at Abbie.
"Ok, finished. Go change Abbie!" Jenny announced. Abbie nodded and hopped off the stand. Two loud quick knocks came from the
large dressing room door. The door opened and Luke Morales entered the room. He was still dressed like this morning; all in black.
A black dress shirt and black skinny jeans with black sneakers. Luke's eyes met Ichabod's and his smile widened. An eyebrow lifted over one eye.
"Good, I'm glad I have both of you here," Luke stated.
Luke winked. Ichabod frowned and rolled his eyes at Luke.
"I was at a fitting, Lucas," Ichabod said indignant.
"Yeah, well whatever," Luke answered." Look kids, I wanted to ask you something."
Ichabod and Abbie exchanged looks, before their eyes returned to look at Luke. Ichabod lifted himself up from his chair and walked to Abbie still standing on the stand.
"What is it mate? is something wrong?" Ichabod asked.
"No. No of course not. It's just something to promote the film," Luke answered."It's just an idea i'm kicking around. You can say no if you want."
"Wow! What a buildup!" Abbie laughed."what is it?" She turned to Ichabod and giggled.
"I've been watching the rushes of the film. The chemistry between you two is red hot," he said."the kiss looks amazing."
Ichabod and Abbie turned to look at each other. They smiled and turned back to Luke.
"Thanks," Abbie and Ichabod answered. After a moment of silence, they turned their gaze back to Luke. Ichabod's brow furrowed at Luke's huge smile. It was ear to ear reminiscent of Alice in Wonderland's Cheshire Cat.
""What do you two think about having an affair?" Luke asked. His expression serious.
To be Continued...
A/N I apologize once again. How late this is. I will do my best to publish sooner in the future. I love this story and i have no plans to abandon it. Lol I will also make the story go a little faster. A shoutout to Myhiggins25 for her patience and her help beta-reading. A month and half later. Sorry. Lol You are so great. And shout out to everybody else who is still reading this. All three of you. I know it is a little sluggish with angst, thoughts and setup. I apologize for that too. Thank you. Please send all your custard pies or roses to the author above. P.S. I hope you like the changes. Mary.