Here With Her
The time was flying by. For one month, Abby and Carter had officially been in love, or at least made it known. They were conflict-free, and he loved it. Everyday they went out on their breaks together, and still kept up with their secret sessions in the lounge. They had slept together the night she showed up at his door and it was wonderful. But, for once, that's not what mattered most. As before, the smallest things counted. Her eyes in the dark, her hands in the cold when they walked, and her voice singing in the shower. She certainly wasn't cut out for singing, but life was so natural with her, so fit. He loved being with her.
"Carter," Abby called from the admit desk as he walked by. "I'm off in five. Want something to eat?" She smiled at him from her position behind the desk.
"Sure," Carter said, trying to hold in the excitement. He wondered if it was even normal to still be excited over everything that him and his girlfriend did. Just eating lunch was still fun. She always found a way to turn adorable, and always found a way to reach in and pull out a different Carter. "See you there."
Abby smiled, almost seductively. Normally, a guy would say to himself, "I'm gonna get some tonight." Oddly enough, he immediately thought, "I get to have lunch with her."
Five minutes passed by fast enough for him, luckily for him. He rushed to meet Abby in the lounge, knowing that he would arrive early. He gladly saw her there just as early.
She shut the door behind her and leapt into his arms. She laughed as Carter half-tickled, half-kissed her. She closed her eyes and let the man in front of her do whatever he wanted. He went to her neck and followed down her top, as close as he could to he chest, keeping her shirt on.
She gasped, smiling. "Carter!" He giggled, almost childlike and continued. Her hands went to his neck and the back of his head. "Carter! What are you doing?" She was interrupted with her own giggles and kissed the top of his head. "Carter, someone's going to see us!" They were laughing so hard, they hadn't even realized they had backed into the door. Abby was laughing so hard, as Carter starting even harder. He stopped in attempt to control his laughter, leaning against her neck. She hugged him lovingly and let him hug her back. She hugged his neck, and then went for his hand. Carter lead the two of them outside, only holding hands when the hospital was removed from their view. He took her to his side, which he knew she loved. They sighed and made stupid, sarcastic comments. It didn't matter. They were in love. And they were both in love with that fact.
"Let's do something else," Abby said.
Carter laughed. He rubbed her back. "What do you want to do?"
"I think we should go somewhere." She looked at him. Seriously.
"Like to a movie?"
She giggled. He loved that laugh. "No, no. Like to another state."
Carter smiled. "Another roadtrip? Really, Abby?"
She giggled again. His heart may have fallen again with it. "Yeah. Let's just take a week off of work and go somewhere."
Carter smiled again. "Okay," he said after delaying himself. "Let's do it."
Abby's jaw could have dropped. "What? Are you serious?"
They began walking faster. "Yeah," he answered, pulling her through a heavy crowd. "Let's go."
Abby giggled, trying to keep up with him. "Where are we going?"
"Where do you want to go?"
"On a cruise!"
He laughed aloud, and met here eyes, completely earnest. "A cruise? Whatever you want, Abby. You got it. Let's go."
"Right now?" Her smile lit her entire face, and he loved it.
"Yeah," he said. His eyes were on the street signs. "We're going home to phone Weaver, tell her we won't be here for a week or two."
"Or two?"
"Shh," Carter put a finger to her lips, permitting her to crack a smile. They were silent for the rest of their run to Carter's apartment. When Abby broke down in laughter, she stopped and held her paining side. He scooped her up and lifted her onto his back. She laughed the whole way home.
He loved her. He loved her too much.
They finally reached Carter's apartment, with Abby apologizing for occupying his back. He kissed her as they walked inside, and they separated to make their calls. Weaver wasn't so pleased, but agreed in the end.
