Private Lives

Private Lives: Chapter 13-This love will not be so easily won.

Ichabod and Abbie sat in a café still talking into the late night. Their food lay on their plates half-eaten and forgotten.

"So, Jenny told the girl at the head of the lunch table and it traveled from her all the way to the other side of the cabin," Abbie said.

"Ahhh, the game of telephone,"Ichabod chuckled."What did the message say when it finally reached you?"

"Ichy is on our side of camp bodybuilding oiled and naked in the gym," Abbie laughed. Her fork poised above a cheese covered broccoli ready to be stabbed.

Ichabod mouth dropped open and his eyes grew large. He laughed and threw his head back. He looked back to see Abbie's beautiful smile and wiped his mouth with his white cloth napkin. His eyebrow lifted. His eyes grew huge. His mouth dropped.

"Ichy is bodybuilding oiled and naked in the gym?" Ichabod repeated."What was the original message?"

"Ichy is on our side of camp working out in the camps gym," Abbie giggled. "It wasn't Jenny's fault. I knew I shouldn't have used her to spy on....".

Abbie sucked in a breath. She shut her mouth with a loud snap and pressed her full lips together. She shook her head.

"Wait?" Ichabod asked. "You had Jennifer spy on me?" He replaced the cloth napkin on his lap and lifted his fork and knife again.

Abbie lowered her eyes and moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue. She lifted her eyes to meet his.

"Abbie?" He said. His voice low. A small smile lifted at the corner of his lips.

"Nnno, not exactly spy,"Abbie stuttered."just to follow you and tell me where you were in camp."

Ichabod tilted his head and side-eyed her. His forehead crinkled. He shook his head at Abbie. A smile played on his lips.

Abbie sat up in her chair. She swallowed the lump stuck in her throat.

"I just wanted to know where you were. That's all,"Abbie reasoned "you were a senior camp counselor. I knew you wouldn't be caught dead in our junior camp where Jenny and I were counselors."

"So you asked Jenny to spy on me?" Ichabod smirked. He took the bite of chicken from his fork His pink tongue peeked out to lick the bit of thick sweet, white sauce from the corner of his lips. Abbie suddenly felt very warm inside as she watched him.

"No. Jenny volunteered," Abbie chuckled. She tilted her head. Her lips pulled back into a huge smile. She'd reached out her hand for her glass of wine and took a long drink. She was careful not to spill it on her red silk blouse. She then licked her moist full red lips and shrugged her shoulders.

"Of course," Ichabod chuckled. He was memorized as he watched Abbie's pink tongue wipe away the wine from her lips. He reached out his hand to grab his wine to steady himself. Relax, Ichabod. Be patient. Savor in the now. Don't think beyond tonight only on how beautifully radiant Abbie looked this evening. Her dark hair loose and natural fell in coiled curls around her angelic face. Her plush red lips painted red and lush. She wore a tight long sleeved red silk blouse. Abbie's blouse was low and exposed her lovely décolletage. Her black pencil skirt was tight around her full curves and she wore black high-heeled shoes. Ichabod gasped when she first walked into the café just two hours ago. His heart sped up and his hand shook at the memory. He reached for his glass of wine and took a sip.

He lifted his eyes to stare over the rim at Abbie. Another memory flashed in his mind and his eyebrow lifted.

"You and Jenny came to my CPR class that one afternoon?"

"Yeah," she answered "Jenny told me about the CPR class and we went. Thank you for not kicking us out by the way."

Ichabod nodded. He filled his fork and then stopped it halfway to his mouth. His eyes then grew large again. He stared at Abbie.