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[ABIGAIL CASSIDY PIERCE]

Abby sat on the bed and watched as Boss spoke. "If you're screwed up then I want to help fix it. Be your boyfriend and really kiss you all the time." Abby started crying. No one had ever cared that much about her. No one cared what she thought about, how she was, or if she was okay. Hearing him say that meant more to her any anything else. She wasn't sure how he was going to fix her, but it was a nice gesture. No one had ever offered do help her before. "I would love for you to really kiss me. Abby said in a shaky voice. "I'm not going to get scared off, I'll love you and all your issues," Abby wanted so badly to believe that. she really did. But there was so much on the line. So much hidden inside of her. And she wasn't sure if anyone could handle it. She could barely handle it. Her mom hit her. She didn't even have to do anything to deserve it. Just be around and act like a punching bag. There still had to be scars on her body somewhere from it all. She knew there was still a scar on the upper right side of her back from a cigarette burn. Her mom was pissed, smoking and drunk, so Abby walked away. Well it was the last time she wore a tank top. There should have been a perfect circle almost of the long ago burn. She always tried not to look in the mirror at her back. When she didn't see it, it didn't hurt.

If there was one thing Abby never did was use her childhood as an excuse for anything. When she was depressed or mad at the world it was never because of her parents. When she was trying to make ends meet with money, she never got mad at her parents. When she wanted to go out and get drunk it wasn't for any reason other than to just get drunk. She wasn't about to let that be the reason for anything in her life. She was going to be who ever the fuck she wanted to be, because she could. Her parents weren't going to tell her shit. They gave birth to her and that was about it. And as far as her dad went, well he was hardly ever there. He didn't even take up space. Just the thought of him did. Her mom loved him though. That was the only thing keeping her from walking out. And it made her mom go crazy. Because Abby's dad didn't care about anyone but himself. He slept with whoever he wanted to and didn't care. Clair, Abby's mom cared a lot though. He was the man she fell in love with. The one she fell in love with in high school and chased after him. She did everything she could to get him to like her. It was an abusive relationship. He beat the shit out of her for years. Until she got knocked up with Abby. Then he just slept around.

Abby handled everything with the same attitude. "I don't give a fuck." but she did now. Here with Boss. She cared about everything he thought about her. He was the only one she had ever meat that made her want to be a better person. It was an odd feeling. She had never tried to change herself. She was always just Abby. But she wanted to be better. Less fucked up. No one like issues. It didn't matter what anyone said, issues just suck. There is no way around them. They stick with you until you can find some way to fix them, but how often does that really happen? Hardly ever. Besides some of the shit going on in her head was almost made up. Just things she wish would happen or things she wish she said or did. Nothing that could even be fixed. She brushed it off most of the time. but now someone was offering to help. And not just anyone, but someone she might actually be falling in love with.

"Well, if you want to know my childhood was fine. Great even, you might have really liked my parents if you'd met them then," he said with a bit of a shrug, looking over in her direction but not directly at her while he spoke. Abby just looked back. She wasn't sure what to say. Of course she wanted to meet his parents, but from the looks of it, it looked like they were still pretty upset about both of their sons leaving. " Have a brother too. Or had, depending on who you ask. He ran away when he was sixteen, haven't heard from him since," Abby just kept listening. She didn't feel right interrupting him. She already knew basically everything he was telling her, but she kept her poker face. She really wasn't supposed to know anything. She knew his brother hated everything about his parents and Boss. But she kept her mouth shut. If he didn't want her to know, than she wouldn't.

"I kind of just fell through the cracks after that. They never got over it, my parents. Didn't know how I guess, we just acted like he died really," Boss said. Abby just closed her eyes for a second, seeing everything in his head made her feel so bad. He had never thought about the detail before now around her. This may have been the first time in a while he was thinking about this. Abby didn't want to put everything she had wrong with her while he was just as broken. "All hail the lost son you know," Abby did know. Maybe it wasn't a brother or sister, but it was kind of that way with her dad and all of her long lost friends she was never going to get back. He told her all of this with a sad kind of smile that didn't really reach his eyes. Abby saw his face and it almost broke her heart. "They're... umm, they're elves. That's why they sucked at it so much, the whole grieving thing. It's also why Tyler, my brother, hated them so much. And me by extension, guess he would have hated me for being one too," Boss said. Abby watched as he finally drew his eyes back to hers. She was happy that he told her. She smiled back. She didn't care what he was. She had known for a while that he was an elf. If anything she was pretty scared that he was going to when she said her dirty little secret. She felt like it was a lot bigger than his.

"That's why I left and ended up here. That's the story," he said with a nod of his head. Abby nodded back. She wasn't really sure why she just did. Like she was agreeing with him, or something. "I probably should have told you about it before, so I'm sorry," Boston added. Abby smiled. He of all people did not have to be sorry about anything. He was perfect. he was Boss. "And for the sake of being honest, I'd probably burn that can of soup I told you about earlier," she herd him say. That was the last thing on her mind but it was a nice comical break from all of this heavy shit going on. Abby just let out a giggle. Her stomach was doing flips right now with what she was about to say, but she thought it was better if she could just laugh a little first. If only for the sake of laughing. "Yeah, I kind of already knew that, because I kind of already knew everything. I can kind of sort of read minds...? said replied. Abby bit her bottom lip. She felt bad for not telling him earlier, but she never expected to tell him at all, but now felt like to late. "So I can kind of read everyone's mind. Abby said before she took a pause. "But I swear I would have told you before, but I have never told anyone. The only person who knows outside of my family is Annie, and that is only because we were drunk and I slipped up. I swear if I had known this was going to happen I would have told you forever ago, she said in a rush. She had no idea how he was going to react to this.

Nothing she ever did was planned. She did things as spontaneous as she could. So nothing about this day was planned. Everything that happened today she was not prepared for. There was so much spinning around her head that she almost didn't know her up from down and left from right. She just wanted to melt through the bed and through the floor and just melt away completely. Disappear and if she reappeared somewhere else, cool. if she didn't, even cooler.

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[Boston Caleb Reid]

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There were a lot of people who said that they wanted to be known for what they were, accepted as is with no questions asked. This was suppose to be the goal, to be happy with the way you happened to be. To be defined by what you were, not by what you weren't. Boss didn't care for either option since neither seemed to work for him. Defining him by what he wasn't was incredibly easy. He simply wasn't perfect. Boston was not the perfect guy, he didn't have the perfect career plan, he wasn't the perfect son, he wasn't Tyler. That list could keep going if he happened to have enough time to really think about the expectations he was currently falling short of. But what he was didn't make sound that much better. An elf who would be infinitely more happy if weren't one, the forgotten son that couldn't deal with being forgotten, a guy in a band who didn't care about ever getting signed, the boy who was completely ready to dive into a relationship with someone he had been happy not to really know before that night. Somewhere between the was and was nots you'd find Boss. Maybe Abby was the same way, just a mixture of the things Boss knew and the things he didn't. You had to be really looking, otherwise you'd miss her. He almost had after all, never before had Boston intended to do anything serious with Abby. Now he didn't want to think about going back to how it was, forgetting that this happened at all. Because she was worth the effort of finding, of claiming as soon as you could. The difference was that all the things that made up Boss made him exceptionally different, as opposed to Abby's extraordinarily special.

Not that Boss didn't feel horrible for not wanting to truly know Abby before that night. He imagined Annie and maybe even Denny knew more about the girl beside him at the moment. Because they had tried to more than he had, especially Annie. Boss had only met Abby because of his bandmates after all, she had been their friend first. And Boss being Boss didn't question why the girl should be there. All the slightly self-centered boy had seen was a pretty face with a personality that was good for some harmless flirting. It wasn't something that Abby ought to take personally though, he was that way with a lot of people. Boss rarely went out of his way to get to now people. It opened far too many lines of communication, made it seem like he was open to sharing when the very opposite was true. The only times you might have found Boss being completely open was if he happened to come up with a song idea or, much more frequently, when he was on stage. That was when the personality that might have been so many years ago shown through. And people could sometimes see it, not just him but in the whole band. There was that magical feeling that being on the stage was the only thing in the world that mattered, and the buzz from this couldn't help but seem into the crowd. It was something special, the music, that the band chose to share. Everyone wanted to be a part of something.

The thing was, you couldn't fit all the words a person had in them into the music that they played. And sometimes the ones that did get in didn't get heard, were missed because people weren't really listening. So much of Boss went unseen, the man behind the curtain who hid behind whatever stories people made up about him. All his words felt too loaded, the kind of things your parents might tell you was wrong to say in front of company. So he kept them to himself. Choosing to put forth the happy carefree attitude in exchange for everyone's silence. Screw lines of communication, forget about nights like this when someone you've hung around for ages suddenly became a real god damn person. Life was a lot easier when you didn't concern yourself with other people. Boston's head was not full of the worries of the world, thankfully. The boy had always thought it was none of his business to go out of his way to understand everyone around him. Thats why he didn't question why Denny had to be so pessimistic, why Annie had to drink so much before every show, why he had never asked how Abby ended up in the picture at all. Boss was thee perfect example of the term ignorance is bliss.

But he'd gone and ruined that now, had let Abby in accidentally at first. Become use to seeing her before and after the shows, to he coming along to even out the trio of the band. Had done so much as look forward to seeing her. Until he was in too deep, too attached to cut her loose. And all his other plans went to shit. Because suddenly he wanted to know her, had already felt jealous of those who might have some part of Abby locked away. Boss wanted to be the only one who knew her, no matter how crazy that sounded coming from him or just in general. He wanted to say Look at me, I've got her, this right here is mine. So he shared what others might have missed about him, the smaller details that made up the bigger picture. Like how he tried to appear neat when even he knew no one expected him to be. The way he tried to brush off any question that seemed too personal. How even when he didn't mean to, he tried to fight away any sad moment in his life with a joke. The things you only notice about someone if you paid attention, if you tried to see through whatever they put up in hopes of pulling your attention away.

Boss had let Abby see so much, whether he was drinking or not, that it was a little easier to take one baby step after another. The only thing that concerned him was what Abby would make of what she found out. Whether he would be acceptable, or if she saw all the flaws that he himself had to constantly overlook. If she would figure him out first, see something in him that he didn't think existed. That maybe she'd be wrong in the end. Perhaps she'd get her hopes up that being an elf meant that things would always be sunshine and sweet to the point of being reminiscent of an 80's movie with a story book ending. It was scary to suddenly want to meet every expectation someone gave you, to want to be exactly what they hoped you would. Because Boss knew how that could end badly, technically Abby ought to have too. But the thing about having been given the happy years with his parents was that they made the sting that much worse when those years had ended.

Even that didn't prepare him for the second bomb dropped on him that night by Abby. At first, he had just thought what she was saying was odd. Impossible actually, the more he thought about it. How could she possibly have known everything already? He had made sure to never tell anyone else when he moved her, an since he often drank less than the others he trusted his memory a bit more. But he explanation was something he was even less inclined to believe. Boss hung on to the idea of denial because what she was telling him was crazy. You don't just read someone's mind. Abby had to be joking. Or maybe he'd heard wrong. He would have laughed if it weren't for the rushed reason she gave him for not having told him before. That didn't match up with the idea of a joke, she wasn't even smiling let alone laughing.

Accepting that she was serious, however, left him at a temporary loss for words. A small part of him wanted to be angry, to be furious for not being given the option of secrets. Maybe you could justify that, say it was fair to want your privacy. To want to keep things to yourself. No matter how badly they were eating away at you. Millions of people wanted that, to be able to pretend. So maybe he was angry because his head still told him it was best to be alone from now on. You could never, would never, do something like this to yourself. But Boss didn't yell, didn't make a peep for what might have been a few moments or a few lifetimes. Because a much more reasonable part of him knew he wasn't mad at Abby. He was mad about how vulnerable this unexpectedly made him. That anything that had been on his mind since meeting her had been hair game. And he couldn't even remember what she might have found out because people were careless when it came to mere thoughts. Cause they were suppose to be safe, suppose to be whatever you wanted them to be.

It wasn't really Abby's fault though. She hadn't asked to be able to do it, and she seemed genuinely panicked about what he would do. Thats because you haven't thought about it before, she doesn't have all the answers already a voice in the back of his head reasoned quickly. And a moment after that, he felt sick with himself. This was still Abby, she hadn't been replaced by someone else in the last five minutes, something his tightly gripped hand reminded him of. She wasn't trying to trick him or expose him to the world. She'd said so herself, that she would have told him ages ago if she thought that this particular night might have happened. He couldn't blame her for not thinking it would, Boss hadn't either. Hence why he never told her about his own secrets. It didn't matter that she knew about them any way, it was the act of wanting to keep them that mattered. Boss was just as guilty as her. Which softened him around the edges, made the tense muscles in his face relax again into his usual calm expression instead of one that probably made him look years older. Changed him back ever so slightly into the guy who had been the one to open the front door with a bow all those hours ago.

" It;s okay," he told her, a bit out of the blue, as if snapping out of an argument he'd been having with himself. If she could accept him for being what he was born into, then he could learn to live with what she couldn't control. " Every single one of your issues, remember?," he told her with a small grin, the perfect disguise for a peace offering. It was going to be okay because it had to be. It has to be okay because thats what love was suppose to do. Suppose to make everything better. Because I just might want to love you and I'm not ready to quit he thought while being careful to not look away from her while keeping his face as blank as possible, watching her for a look of understanding the words he didn't say that be might have missed before. " Read it all you want, there won't be anymore secrets, okay?," he added letting go of her hand only to wrap his own around her to pull her in that little bit closer. Boston was sick of feeling like any distance was another reason this whole thing between them was as crazy as mind reading.

He didn't force her to promise that she'd be as much of an open book as he would have to be. Let her have whatever secrets she was still scared of. As much as Abby was now very much his business, he didn't want to force her to tell him absolutely everything she was thinking. Boss wanted the chance to get to know her the old fashioned way. By being around her 24/7 until he could tell what she was thinking without actually having to read her mind.

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Dec 12, 2010 19:11:18 GMT -5 ABIGAIL CASSIDY PIERCE said:

Abby's heart was getting ready to beat of of her chest. There was just so much going on in her head. She could feel herself drowning, in her own emotions, her thoughts and his thoughts. They all flooded her head until the point where she just wanted to scream. There was so much going on. And the anticipation was killing her. Was he going to hate her for not telling him? She could tell that he was mad. At first she was sure he was mad at her, but he changed his mind when he realized that he was mad at the situation. And Abby had to agree. She was pretty mad about the whole thing as well. Planning had never been a strong point for her. No one ever taught her that she was supposed to plan. She lived off of spontaneous movements and unplanned events. She kind of did whatever the hell she wanted. her job was hardly a job. She went in when she felt like it and just flirted with her boss when she needed the money. Wore low cut shirts and short shorts, did was she could to pay the rent. That was just how she worked.

Boss deserved better. He should have a girlfriend who was sweet, did was she was supposed to, and was worthy of such a great guy. Abby had never felt so good and bad about herself when she was with boss. He made her feel like she was the only one that mattered, the only one he saw. But at the same time she wanted to be better. Better for him and better for herself. Because no matter how much he thought and talking about how she was perfect, she still thought that he deserved better. Boss was amazing and yeah he had flaws like every other person on earth, but to Abby it just made him more amazing. She had more flaws than anyone, she was just better at hiding it. She was better at hiding a lot of things. Scars, bruises, issues, secrets, and feelings. Cover up and good lies usually did the trick for her, but it wouldn't work here. she was done with the cover ups and stupid lies. This was Boss. If he was going to run, he would have gone a long time ago. At least she hoped.

That's because you haven't thought about it before, she doesn't have all the answers already. The thought went though her head the second Boss thought it. And it was true. She only knew as much as he did. She only heard as much as he thought. There was so stopping her from reading minds. There was no on and off button like she wished there was. It was always on and even if she didn't want to hear it, she did anyway. It wasn't her fault. there was no way she could control it. And is all reality, there wasn't a whole lot she could control. She let a tear drip down her face. She didn't even bother to try and brush it off. She just watched as it fell onto the blanket under her. It made a small dark circle where it landed. She focused on it and tried to push back her tears. She hated feeling this way. Just so venerable.

"It's okay," he told her. She was surprised to hear his voice, and even more surprised with what he said. Really? It was okay? No kicking her out? Calling the crazy house to come and pick her up? She was happy he could accept her like that. He may have been an elf, but it really wasn't all that bad. They were supposed to be happy and earthy, or something like that. She had heard about some elves living around here. They seemed nice, but she didn't know any elves other than Boss personally. And she was okay with that, as long as he was okay with her. "Every single one of your issues, remember?," She heard him say with a small grin. She looked up at him through her eyelashes and smiled back. This may be one of the only guys in the world who would accept her like this. Messy, crazy, sweet, bitchy, and a fucking lunatic. But boss couldn't be much more sane than she was, if he was going to stay with her. And Abby was okay with that. The crazier the better. It was kind of like a motto for her. Because I just might want to love you and I'm not ready to quit, he thought. This automatically made Abby scared. She wasn't sure how to take that. Yeah she wanted to love him to, but she wasn't sure how. She had never said those words to anyone, ever. Not her mom, not her dad, and not the only two friends she has ever had in her life. She may have said it to her cat, but that felt very very different. This was an actual person she was talking to.

Love meant something very different to Abby than it may mean to others. When you love someone it means forever. Because Abby didn't think you ever really stopped loving someone. You may fall out of love and not be in love with them, but you will always love them. Some people don't realize this until it's to late thought. When the moments already passed and there is no way to get that person back. That was part of the reason that she never let her gard down before. There was so much at risk and had never seen any good come out of love. It was a scary and dangerous thing. It was the reason for so many fights and killing. Love was a very powerful thing and not ever a word that should just be thrown around at someones will. It had to mean something and be said from the heart. Anything different and it was just a lie. Love was something the heart and mind had to do together. The only thing her mind and heart would agree on was Boss. But in love? That just seemed like so much. Yes she loved him as much as she could love a friend or even love a boyfriend. But she wasn't sure if one night sleeping with him could make her fall in love with him. That seemed like a totally different ball game. But there was something there. In the bottom of her heart she could slowly feel herself falling in love with him. And at this point it didn't matter if she was ready or not, because she was falling regardless. So the best Abby did was smile. "I think I might love you to. But in love is a little different to me. But i think i am getting there, she said to him.

"Read it all you want, there won't be anymore secrets, okay?," he added, and Abby smiled. She shook her head and watched as Boss let got of her hand and wrapped his arms around her. She turned around so she was sitting in his lap with her back against his chest. Abby snuggled into his back. "No more secrets, she agreed. Being very slow with her movements, she put her hands around his and kissed him. This was, she guessed, her real second kiss. Having only been screwed by a bunch of other guys, she never counted any of them as her first kiss. She counted the one before her and Boss shared, that had only been hours ago, and this one. It was sweet and tender. She pulled back and waited for him to make the nest move this time.

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[Boston Caleb Reid]

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Big plans were what Boston's life had been built around since the day he was born. There were a lot of things that his parents had hoped for, were probably still hoping for. Boss had been taught a long time ago that a good plan was what was going to get you through the day. That you wouldn't be disappointed so long as you stayed on the right path. In a lot of ways, who he was suppose to be was just a nice safety net to have. If he was ever unsure of what to do, he could just fall back on that. It was like being told the sky's the limit only to hit a glass ceiling two feet above your head. None of those brilliant plans had amounted to anything worth while, anything that Boss was proud of. Nothing that made him as happy as what he had managed to find when left to fend for himself. On a whole, life worked out a lot better for him when he didn't stress about all the details. Boss had taken to rolling with the punches, finding a way to get by with whatever was given to him. Might have turned into simply settling at some point when it came to any kind of relationship. Which had made it easier to see Abby after all the shows and say that he couldn't go after her because it might not work out. That it wouldn't happen in a million years no matter what, not just because the idea of trying was scary.

Now though, running away wasn't really an option for Boss. It didn't matter who else was out there, who might have been what everyone else thought he deserved to have. They weren't Abby. They weren't the girl who made him wish that he'd actually tried to go out with her sooner so that so much time wouldn't have been wasted before getting to this particular night. The girl who already made him feel better, just by sitting there with him. Who didn't even realize that around her was the only time when he didn't feel so lost. Boss didn't have enough clever words in him to thoroughly explain how unhappy he would be with absolutely anyone else. How being scared of the possibility of Abby was nothing compared to the possibility of messing up and losing her. The plans they should have had, the way things should have gone didn't matter. Boss didn't need things to be perfect all the time, he just needed all the time. Abby was what mattered, even if she thought she shouldn't. It was just something he was going to have to convince her of sooner or later. That she wasn't going to get rid of him that easily.

Boss didn't know if what he was doing now made him certifiably crazy, if he ought to be shipped off to the asylum for even considering staying with her. It probably did. He doubted that many people would still be in the same house or room as her after being told all this, let alone sitting on the same bed thinking that even that wasn't close enough. You just weren't suppose to want that. You were suppose to walk away, ask her to leave, pretend the whole thing never happened because it had been a bad idea to begin with. That was what a sane person would do, accept it as a mistake and get out before you got hurt any more. Boss wasn't sane by that standard, didn't want to be either. The secrets he kept weren't really dark ones, wouldn't destroy him should the whole wide world find out. But they were things he couldn't control, that he couldn't do anything about no matter how much he wanted to. So he didn't blame Abby as fiercely as other people might have. Didn't swell up with righteous anger to unleash on her until she felt as overexposed and raw as she made him feel. It was much harder to condemn someone when you understood exactly what they were going through. Understanding got in the way of being hypocritical.

So instead of doing what everyone else did, Boston did what they all should have done. Found whatever it was in him to be accepting, to not throw it all away because of one detail. And it was the first time in a while he'd been so certain that what he was doing was the right thing. Forget about being insane or unbalanced, it was the right thing when she smiled instead of crying more. When the ache from being the one to put her through all of this was wiped away by the surge of pride for being the one to make her happy all over again. Boss didn't need want to make sense to the rest of the world so long as it was being with Abby that made him the complete nut job. It wasn't the first crazy thing she'd made him do any way. Cause even thinking the L word was new for him. He didn't go around looking for it, didn't tell every girl he went on a date with that he was head over heels for them. Boss kept his reservations about it, his doubts on the likelihood that he was going to stumble across the whole love thing. The boy knew it was out there, he had seen it for years after all. But seeing it in front of your face and finding it for yourself were two different things. Boss had never given that much time to love or rather actually being

[/i]in[/i] love. It was a messy business. He had been content with what he had with the band and the small shows. Hadn't felt any need to go looking for anything more, didn't try to fix something when he didn't think it was broken. But then along came Abby and everything changed.

Boss didn't want to try to pretend that he didn't care about the girl, wouldn't lie about the fact that she was as close as he had come to love. Because he did, it was plain as day if not painfully obvious that he did. So hearing that there was even a remote chance she might feel the same way made any lingering doubts about his decision to stay vanish entirely. " Getting there is good enough for me," Boston told her in a much happier and brighter tone, something he couldn't help even if he wanted to. Getting to keep Abby made him ecstatic, over the moon and back and all that stuff. That was all he needed right now, the chance to make it work. Maybe getting all this out of the way now would help with that. Everything had to be uphill from here, there weren't any other secrets in him that felt as important as these ones. Of course he couldn't say the same for Abby, he simply didn't know what he could expect to find given enough time to dig a little deeper. He liked to hope that there wouldn't be anything much worse, but more for Abby's sake than his own. If she was carrying around something more troubling than reading minds, then it had to be exhausting to deal with. Boss was more concerned about Abby than he was about how anything in her past might affect him. At this point, that didn't seem to really matter. They might have had better timing than he'd thought. If they'd told each other all this sooner, things might not have turned out the way they had. It wasn't hard to imagine a Boss that wasn't so attached to Abby saying see you later. You probably would have met that Boss a few days ago.

Now he was fine with just believing her when she included herself in this no secret policy. He got what he wanted that way, her in his lap with the kiss that had to be worked for so much. Got to be right where he was suppose to be. She wasn't really his first kiss, even his romantic life hadn't been that uneventful. But none of the girls they'd come from had managed to get the same reaction, didn't make him wish that he could do nothing but kiss them till he died from lack of oxygen. That was just Abby, who he couldn't stand letting go of when she pulled away again. So he just held onto her more tightly, kissing her several more times quickly in almost a feverish way as if this was a do or die situation. And maybe it was, there was definitely the fear that Abby might change her mind in the morning so it was now or never. Boss wasn't one hundred percent sure what time it actually was, since he invited her over much earlier than normal then had fallen asleep and consequently been woken up in what was still probably the middle of the night. But the lack of sleep wasn't really phasing him, didn't seem to be having any effect what so ever actually.

He was more awake than ever, and couldn't see himself falling sleep again just like that with Abby still there. Sleep was honestly one of the last things on his mind. His head was too full of Abby to be concerned with normal things like sleeping or eating, anything like that. Focusing instead on the edge of the t-shirt she was wearing, which was his, and the warm skin he grazed over when his hands slipped underneath it. " You have fabulous taste in clothing by the way," he said with grin, giving her one more kiss before pulling the shirt over her head and throwing it off the edge of the bed. Boss would be happy to never see it again, so long as it meant that neither of them could be wearing it in the mean time. The kisses that were moving down from her lips slowly and the hands that were a little more certain it was actually Abby they were holding on to didn't need the blonde girl to make any decision for them this time. There was no way she could feel like she was corrupting him or anything like that right now. This was one of the rare times when Boss fully understood what he was doing.

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