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Trying to cheer myself up a little.

Easy

By Katrina McDonnell

Disclaimer: Wish they were, but they aren't.
Author's Note: Technically two-and-a-half drabbles. Thanks to Angie.



Harmless kisses.

The majority didn't even involve anything beyond their lips, content in just touching. Hands remained above waist level; lower bodies separated except for knees bumping.

"CJ--"

The voice and opening door forced her to her feet, her hands straightening unruffled clothing. "Ma'am."

Abbey raised her eyebrows. "Hello, CJ." And then focussed on Danny, a little smirk forming on her lips. "Don't get up."

There was something in her tone that raised CJ's suspicions. She glanced around and took in Danny's blush and-- "Daniel," she hissed, indicating with a sharp nod of her head.

His forehead furrowed as he looked down--and grabbed the nearest cushion, clamping it over his lap. The blush turned darker and she hoped he wasn't about to have a stroke or heart attack...though there was a doctor in the room.

CJ turned her attention back to her visitor. "Is there something I can do for you, Ma'am?"

"I just came--" Abbey wasn't bothering trying to hide her grin. "We haven't talked in a while and I wanted to invite you for dinner tonight. Unless you have other plans."

With a groan at the knowledge she was in for a grilling, CJ accepted the invitation while hustling Abbey towards the door. "I should be available around seven."

"I'll see you then. Bye, Danny."

Leaning back against the now-locked door, she closed her eyes. "You're easy."

"And you're not?" He was suddenly there, slipping his hand between her thighs.

She shuddered in reply.

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Trying to cheer myself up a little.

Easy

By Katrina McDonnell

Disclaimer: Wish they were, but they aren't.
Author's Note: Technically two-and-a-half drabbles. Thanks to Angie.



Harmless kisses.

The majority didn't even involve anything beyond their lips, content in just touching. Hands remained above waist level; lower bodies separated except for knees bumping.

"CJ--"

The voice and opening door forced her to her feet, her hands straightening unruffled clothing. "Ma'am."

Abbey raised her eyebrows. "Hello, CJ." And then focussed on Danny, a little smirk forming on her lips. "Don't get up."

There was something in her tone that raised CJ's suspicions. She glanced around and took in Danny's blush and-- "Daniel," she hissed, indicating with a sharp nod of her head.

His forehead furrowed as he looked down--and grabbed the nearest cushion, clamping it over his lap. The blush turned darker and she hoped he wasn't about to have a stroke or heart attack...though there was a doctor in the room.

CJ turned her attention back to her visitor. "Is there something I can do for you, Ma'am?"

"I just came--" Abbey wasn't bothering trying to hide her grin. "We haven't talked in a while and I wanted to invite you for dinner tonight. Unless you have other plans."

With a groan at the knowledge she was in for a grilling, CJ accepted the invitation while hustling Abbey towards the door. "I should be available around seven."

"I'll see you then. Bye, Danny."

Leaning back against the now-locked door, she closed her eyes. "You're easy."

"And you're not?" He was suddenly there, slipping his hand between her thighs.

She shuddered in reply.

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