The rain had completely disappeared today, replaced with the blazing sunlight. The streets seemed like there was no rain the night before, and everyone went about in their usual morning rush.
Theodore held the car door open for Abigail before joining her on the other side. They drove in comfortable silence as the morning news filled the quietness of the car. However, unlike all the other times they travelled together, Theodore held Abigail’s hand across the console, which was highly comfortable for them both.As Theodore drove past Brown’s Café that was right across from his place of work, Abigail stared at him in confusion.“I thought we were getting breakfast,” she pointed out in questioning.Theodore nodded. “We are. But I’m taking you somewhere that is closer to your workplace. I don’t want to make you late,” he said, causing Abigail’s cheeks to heat up.“HavThe city was as beautiful asalways.Theodore appreciated the view from his office as he gazed upon the horizon.The coffee on his table was getting cold, but he could care less about the wretched beverage.Instead, he simply stared at the beauty of New York, hoping that it would grant him some sort of peace like it always did.Yet, even after five minutes, it did nothing.Theodore’s mind was captivated by memories of the first night he saw Abigail.He remembered the fear in her eyes like it was yesterday.He remembered how she passed out against him in the car after being drugged by that awful man.And worst of all, he remembered the confusion and terror on her face when she stumbled downstairs that morning.
Theodore waited patiently in the lounge room for Abigail to return from her shower.He had the TV on, but he scrolled through his phone instead of watching whatever the characters on the programme had to say.Soon, Abigail emerged wearing nothing but sleep shorts and a tank top.The warmers in Theodore’s house made it impossible for her to survive in the sweater she had initially picked out.They had agreed to watch a movie together.However, Theodore was already bored.But, he enjoyed being around Abigail, so he didn’t protest the arrangement.In fact, he was thrilled that she wanted to do something so mundane and ordinary with him.But when Abigail kept asking what he wanted to watch and h
Chapter includes mature content. Read with discretion.***If Theodore wasn’t good at anything else--which he was--he was an excellent kisser.Abigail hadn’t had experience with many men in her life, but none of them kissed the way Theodore did.Of course, there was that kissing booth in high school where the student body president forced her to participate, claiming that it was ‘A duty to the school’.Abigail had spent the entire afternoon trying to get her mouth clean, even though there had been good and bad kisses.But the point was that no one she had ever met had the gift that Theodore had.Perhaps it was the fact that he made her feel beautiful and special in this love language.His kisses were never purely instinctual or demanding.It captured her entire soul and wrapped it around his finger smoothly.It was like he spoke to her with the way he moved his tongue over the base of her neck or thr
The smell of coffee in the morning always soothes Abigail’s mind and brings her peace.When she woke up this morning, Theodore was nowhere to be seen, but he left a note saying he had to run into the office early today because Jerry said there was an emergency.Abigail understood this, and she wasn’t upset.Last night was great, and she didn’t regret it one bit.Though they didn’t share a bed, she had hoped that she would’ve seen him when she woke up.It was now around ten in the morning, and she still hadn’t heard anything from him.It made her worry. What could this emergency be?She remembered that Theodore once mentioned that Jerry was his COO and right-hand man.
On a night this beautiful, probably everyone in the city was in a great mood. It seemed almost impossible to be upset. The weather was great, the stars shimmered, and the full moon danced along the horizon of the glistening water.Yet, even with everything, Abigail was a nervous wreck, and nothing Najay said could soothe her. With Theodore being gone, Abigail had been more on edge than usual, and now with this dinner with Seymour, she didn’t know what to expect.Was it a promotion? Was it an official proposal to work with them full time once she completes her studies? Abigail couldn’t tell, and being fifteen minutes late to pick her up wasn’t helping either.She had insisted that she meet him at the restaurant, but Seymour wouldn’t have a lady take a cab when he could drive her there himself. But now, he was late, and the shoes on her feet grew uncomfortable.“Abigail, relax. You’ll be fine,” Najay said for the um
“Abigail, you’ve worked for me, and you’ve made my business much better. You’re brilliant.”Abigail dropped her gaze as her cheeks burnt. “Thank you.”“That is why I know I have to have you as an asset in my business. When you graduate, I want--no, I need you full time with me at SHI’s.”Abigail’s face lit up. So it was a business dinner, and it was exactly what she’d hoped for. Her face broke out in a massive grin as her eyes danced in excitement. “Really? I mean, I’d be honoured. I love my job.”“And I love that you are there. You make it better, Abigail. I’d be a fool to let you slip away. Now, I know that you had planned to visit home after graduating, so I wouldn’t expect you to start immediately. But once you’re back, you’re on the team as long as you want it.”“Of course! Thank you, Mr Hansic, you have no idea .
Being a light sleeper was both a gift and a curse at the same time.It was a sleeping trait Abigail developed after everything with Nicholas.It saved her a lot of trouble on mornings when she fell asleep on the couch after studying all night, where she had work the following day.Alternately, on nights when she was exhausted, the simplest sounds like Najay using the microwave or a phone ringing would cause her to jump from her rest.Now, when she felt the bed dip by the middle, and a warm, familiar hand brushed the hair from her sleepy eyes, it felt like a blessing because she knew that it was Theodore -- he had come home.Abigail blinked her eyes open and smiled at him.“Theodore,” she mumbled. Her voice was barely a whisper as her slumber dri
“Get up.”Theodore swept the blanket from Abigail’s body. She groaned, pulling the pillow over her face to block the beams of sunlight that escaped through her thick drapes.“I’m not ready to,” she groaned, evoking a small chuckle from Theodore’s chest.“But you have to,” he pressed. “We’re having breakfast together.”With her head still under the pillow, Abigail kicked her foot in the direction she thought Theodore stood but kicked the air instead.“We have breakfast together every morning, Theodore. Today is no different. Except for the part where you are interrupting my sleep.”The bed dipped on her left as Theodore joined her. “This morning is different. I’m taking you out.”The thought of going out caused a jitter in Abigail’s