Sweet Nothing

6

Susannah was giddier than ever to drag her daughter downtown to shop. They had such different style, which made it hard for them to agree when the went out shopping. With Abigail no longer the subject of her mother's styling, it was much more fun to be dragged around with the group. Especially when one of the memebers of that group was her girl.

Abigail had made it her mission to mess with Taylor on that shopping trip. She understood why they were keeping it under the radar, but that didn't mean she couldn't have a little fun with the younger girl.

So, while her mom and Laurel found themselves at the register paying for the new outfits they had styled the girls in, Abigail slipped into Taylor's dressing room.

"Need help with a zipper?" She teased, placing her hands on the other girl's waist from behind.

Taylor gasped and turned around. "Abigail!"

Abigail's quickly covered Taylor's mouth with her hand. "Chill, chill. Everyone else is up at the cashier paying for Belly's stuff."

Taylor licked Abigail's hand, causing her to pull it away quickly.

"Gross." Abi wiped her hand on Taylor's arm.

"Your fingers have been inside me." The younger girl rolled her eyes.

Abi bit her lip at the memory. "They definitely have."

She stepped back and took a look at the dress taylor was wearing. It had a relatively deep V, one of the reasons Laurel and Susannah had vetoed it. It was a deep purple and was loose fitting. Taylor looked like a Princess in it.

"So, no to this dress?" She asked with a grin.

"Well, it's so not me." Taylor slipped her hands into Abi's back pockets. "It's not even blue."

Abigail grinned down at her. "Cute." She smirked.

As if there were magnets pulling them together and within seconds, their lips were joined. Taylor pulled Abi impossibly close, her hands still in her pockets. Abi's hands slid up Taylor's arm, her uninjured left hand finding it's way into brunette locks and pulling slightly.

"Abi..." Taylor gasped. Then remembering where they were and who they were with, she tore her lips from Abi's. "Abigail." She warned.

"I know, I'm sorry." Abigail sighed, removing her hand from Taylor's hair.

"Don't be sorry, I know I'm hot." She winked up at the older girl.

Abigail laughed, dipping down to press a kiss to Taylor's cheek. She was dangerously close to the younger girl's mouth.

Taylor whined, pushing Abigail away. "You need to get out."

Abigail stumbled back, clutching her chest as if she were in pain. "What?" She dramatically gasped, making it clear that she was joking.

Taylor shook her head, she found Abigail's antics amusing even if they did seem a bit childish sometimes.

She giggled, leaning back against the wall of the dressing room. "If I let you watch me undress then we both know that I'll never get dressed."

Abigail pulled her best puppy dog eyes but knew it was futile. "You caught me."

Taylor pushed herself off of the wall and stepped forward, quickly kissing her lips. "Go."

She pushed lightly on Abigail's chest, forcing her out of the dressing room. Abi just laughed as she let Taylor tell her what to do. Only one day in and she already knew she'd do anything for Taylor.

As she approached the cash register, she noticed a few extra bags in her mother's hands, no doubt for her. She'd humor her when those clothes were eventually passed to her, it was the least she could do.