Just Rose

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Abby was probably not the best person to unload her guilt over the scenario with Morag too. Currently bent double in severe hysterics and hyperventilating from lack of oxygen, she was begging Rose to tell her again in exactly what position Morag had caught them.

'Abby!' Rose was hauling at her, trying to gain some control. 'It's not funny!'

'It totally is! Tell me again was that before or after the 'Ooooh aah ahh, YES' screams.' She mimicked a dramatic orgasm as Rose batted her again. Her own face flushed with embarrassment and trying hard not to giggle at Abby.

'Abby!' Rose had to fight to keep a straight face, but the girls laugh was infectious. 'Stop it! If Rob hears you, he will pulverise you.'

'Before, during or after????' She was prodding at Rose suggestively. Relentlessly

'After! During? Maybe? Technically! I don't know how long she was there.' Swiping away her poking fingers and invasive eyebrow gestures, Rose tried to hush her once again.

'Oh, my god. That's class!' She was wiping her eyes and trying to hold her aching sides, her face several shades of pink and red from the amount of laughing and tears.

'This was not the reaction I expected, to be honest!' Rose sighed and slumped down on the bed.

'Well, obvious yuckiness aside, considering it's my brother, but I would have loved to be a fly on the wall for that little scenario.' Abby was still grinning, still giggling sporadically. As she finally slid down beside Rose on the bed, flopping down with exhaustion.

'You're sadistic, you know that?' Rose nudged her playfully.

'You're surprised? You're marrying my brother; we share genes. It should have been noticed before now that we're both not quite right in the 'whatsits'.' She made a mock circular motion at her temple and fell back on the bed, fatigued from her bouts of hysterical laughter. Rose pushed her legs away as they came to rest against her on the end of Abby's bed.

She had come up here to offload some tension while her betrothed was busy downstairs, lost in a million calls. She had stayed here the last few days, lost in the feeling of being back in his arms and his bed but the niggling anxiety had plagued her following Morag's departure. Abby's return had been a welcome relief.

'He hasn't heard from her Abby, not anything! Not a word.' She bit her lip anxiously, that knot in her stomach that had been growing the last few days was getting harder to ignore.

'Maybe she's finally done the world a favour and...'

'Abby!... For god's sake!' Rose chided a tad too harshly. 'He saw her car last night, on one of the back roads past town...She hasn't topped herself, okay? Besides, someone would have informed him if she had done anything to herself, he's her emergency contact. Rob doesn't think she will.' Rose raised a brow at Abby, a sign she wasn't impressed.

'Could be her ghost haunting the roads like a lonely...' The deepening frown and serious look paused her mid-horror tale and she smiled instead. 'Sorry. Bad taste!'