Hi,  Shout out to Naruko21 who is the biggest fan on this story. I am so grateful for you. Lol. Sorry this so late.
Warning: MA17 Mature Audiences only.  This fanfic depicts explicit sex scenes and language. Read at your own risk.
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The 9:00 am meeting lasted through to late afternoon. Ichabod Crane sat with his elbow on his chair's arm. His right hand rested under his chin. He yawned and covered his mouth. His long fingers drummed lightly above his mouth. Ichabod tuned out William Desoto's detailed account of his role in the chemistry lab explosion about ten minutes ago. He has heard the story twice already at the lab and in his office. He was tired of hearing about the story already. He just wanted this meeting to be over so he can go talk to Abbie alone.

Ichabod's eyes slid slowly to his couch where Abbie sat with Daniel. He stared at her. Her brown hair was swept up in a small bun on top of her head. Some stray tight curls fell around her face. Abbie wore little make-up. The black eyeliner she wore barley covered the red in Abbie's eyes which hinted at a sleepless night. A red shine brightened her plump lips. She was dressed casual. She wore a white short-sleeved peasant blouse, tight skinny black jeans and black heeled shoes. Her legs swept to the side.

He hadn't spoken to Abbie since that argument yesterday afternoon in the students courtyard. He called Abbie many times last night, to apologize but Jenny always answered. Jenny told him Abbie did not want to talk to him.
He spent a sleepless night staring up at his bedroom ceiling. He just couldn't let his mind and body relax to sleep. His thoughts kept going back to what an unbelievably, unreasonable ass he was. He just couldn't help himself. His frustrations and pressures just came out all at once. His feelings for Abbie, Luke, the Promise ring, Abbie's loyalty to said Luke Morales and Jenny blowing up her classroom. The last straw was that crack about Katrina. What was it she called her? Princess Wonderbra? He chuckled. It was funny.

He knew he had overreacted; said to much without thinking. He must make peace with Abbie. He wouldn't be able to sleep the rest of the weekend until he did so. Ichabod didn't want to ruin this new found relationship with Abbie. He loved her and he really wanted it to work with Abbie.

His thoughts then went back to Katrina. He couldn't help but to compare the two relationships. He and Katrina were too young when they married. They were only seventeen, just children. He had met Katrina in his senior year in High School. They loved each other. Except the love was immature and selfish. He and Katrina took instead of giving to each other. They took sexual pleasure from each other. The way you would satisfy an inch.

Ichabod and Katrina's relationship was hot and heavy. They had sex everyday. They couldn't get enough of each other until they became more focused on their careers in their senior year in University. Ichabod and Katrina then just drifted away. Their sex life began to loose strength and momentum. Ichabod began to take extra classes and study every night to chase his scholastic career. Katrina was doing the same dedicated to launching her fashion accessories business. The breakup was mutual. Ichabod and Katrina agreed the fire had gone.

      The difference was Ichabod needed Abbie. He needed her in his orderly, controlled, boring, English life. He needed her chaos, her disorder, her excitement. He wanted all of Grace Abigail Mills. Even her chaotic sister, Jenny. He loved Abbie. It was strange but these two days have been the happiest days of his life since Abbie's arrived at University. He was able to get to know Abbie as an adult after the explosion. Right after the firemen called the all clear and they left the building. They sat on a bench in the students courtyard waiting for Daniel. He remembered Abbie's small hands laying on her lap shaking. Ichabod reached out and covered her small hands with his.
Only to discover it was cold.

"Please, don't," Abbie said. She pulled her small hands from under his and replaced them on her lap.

"You're hands are cold," he answered. "Are you really ok?" He looked at her and frowned.

Abbie nodded. Her hair fell around her face.

"I won't ask you what happened until we are in my office," Ichabod said. "So you can just relax, now."

Abbie nodded and chuckled.

"Thank you," she said."I appreciate it. I just need a minute to collect myself."

"Take all the time you need, Abbie," he said."I can wait."

Abbie turned her head to look at him and smiled. He remembered her face just beamed through all the black soot on her face. Her hair all frazzled and messy. Abbie looked so innocent. Ichabod smiled back.

"You know something?" Abbie giggled. "this reminds me of the time when you and Daniel caught me trying to sneak into your little "Clubhouse" shed in the woods.

Ichabod laughed. He remembered like it was yesterday.

"Yes. I remember," he answered. "you were half way through the window trying to get in when we caught you. You were all dirty with leaves and grass in your hair. You then lost your balance and fell through the window to the dirt floor. Yes but you weren't at the verge of death sneaking into the backyard shed."

"Says you," Abbie answered. "I feared for my life when you and Daniel walked in and found me."

Ichabod threw his head back and barked out a loud laugh. This opened the conversation to tell each other what they have been doing these past ten years. The conversation was free, easy, and happy. Relaxed and interesting. They sat talking in the middle of the student's courtyard for hours. Until Abbie was called away to answer some questions about the explosions to the firemen. It was then when Ichabod realized he felt something more for Abigail Mills then just a physical attraction.

Ichabod's thoughts then turned to Luke Morales and turned dark. He stretched out his long fingers to prevent them from curling into tight angry fists. His mouth suddenly went dry. He scowled. Ichabod was tired of hearing Abbie say Luke's name, with such reverence. It was almost worshipful. He just couldn't take it anymore and he started the argument. He was jealous. He wanted Abbie. Ichabod wanted her mind, body and soul. He wanted to be with Abbie without memories of Ex-boyfriends and promise rings.

Ichabod's eyes slowly turned back to look at Abbie on the couch. He stared at her mouth and he felt his trousers tightened. Her plump cupid bow lips were closed pressed tight as she listened to William. His eyes focused on how red and shiny they were. He now had a raging hard-on thinking about Abbie. He sucked in a deep breath and and let it out slowly. He closed his eyes tight and opened them again. He tried to control his rapid beating heart. Ichabod drummed his long fingers faster now on top of his desk. He had been celibate far too damn long for his taste after Katrina. Three years too long. Damn it! He abstained from sex out of respect for Katrina and her family until she had officially signed the divorce papers.

He and Katrina have friends and family here in the States and Ichabod didn't want any gossip to go around. He was playing around on Katrina before the divorce papers were signed. The three years passed quickly. Daniel Mills made it his life's mission to parade every beautiful young coed to tempt him out of his monastic vow. A motley crew of cheerleaders, Math, science and English majors. They young women were very beautiful and sweet. Ichabod dated some of the women once or twice. But it never went any farther than that. It was only when Abigail Mills reentered his life as a stunning young woman that finally awakened his sexual appetite. Abbie tempt him with her beauty, intelligence, grace and humor to break his three years of celibacy. It took all his effort in body and mind to ignore his libido. Then Katrina finally signed the papers. Now it was Abbie's turn. She had to break it off with Luke Morales. He hoped it would be soon. Ichabod closed his eyes and his mind wondered.

He imagined standing up from his chair and walking to Abbie on the couch. He'd stand in front of her. All eyes would be on them in the room as he reached out his hand for her. Abbie would place her small hand in his and stand up. He reaches out to cup her face with his hands. His thumbs brush back and fourth along her silky, soft brown skin. He'd pull her face up close to his and captures her lips with his as he sucks and licks her luscious, sweet lips. His tongue licked the seam of her lips and she opens her mouth. The kiss then becomes hot and heavy, tongues twirling. The kiss becomes hot, wanting. A need to be in a private place overcomes them and the fantasy changes. The people in his office disappear and transforms into his bedroom. The hot kiss continues in front of his huge bed. Ichabod leans down as he places soft kisses down her throat and he moans. He then changes tactics and begins to brush his lips up her throat again. He raises his lips to her ear.
"Turn around, Abbie," he whispers.
He places his large hands on her waist and quickly turns her around. Her back to his chest, he then bends low again to her ear and kisses it.

"Bend forward my love," he whispers. He reaches his hands around her and begins to unbutton her black skinny jeans. He begins to lower her jeans and red thong down and under her ass to her upper thighs. He moans.
Abbie moans and slowly bends herself forward. Her face and torso lay across his firm bed. She raises her ass up in the air and presses against his hard-on.
"God, I want you so bad, Abigail," he groaned."I've waited for you, for so long."
He quickly unzips his trousers and pulls them down. He grabs himself and pumps his already hard, thick cock in his hand. His other hand grabbed Abbie's hip firmly and guided himself inside her. Ichabod could hear Abbie's loud moans change to groans and to quiet whimpers, in his fantasy. Her quiet whimpers now turn into loud grunts into his mattress. Ichabod drove himself deeper inside, causing her to moan louder. He would gasp and sigh at how very wet, hot and tight she would be. His breath would come out in short gasps as he felt himself getting ready to come deep inside her.

"Then, Wham. The goop went everywhere,"William Desoto shouted."We got out just in time, thanks to Professor Mills."

Ichabod's eyes opened and blinked at William. He stared at him and frowned. He had awoken him from a wonderful daydream.

Shite. He cursed to himself. It has been too damn long. He must put these lecherous ungentlemanly thoughts he was having about her to rest. It was going on twice a day, already. Ichabod's eyes slid to Abbie again on the couch. She sat with her back straight. Her eyes focused on William as she listened to his testimony.
His eyes then lowered to her cell phone she held in her hand. Ichabod's gaze shifted away from her when a thought came to him. He reached inside his trouser pocket and pulled out his own phone and stared it. Should he dare? He opened his mail App and scrolled down his contacts. He found her e-mail address in his folder and opened it. Would she even open it? Ichabod lowered his eyes and began to type his message under his desk. His eyes periodically raised to nod at William and Zoe Corinth to show he was still listening.

To: [email protected]

From: [email protected]
Subject: I Surrender Message:
My Dearest Abbie,

If you accept my surrender. I'll give up some more. Please Abbie. I'm so sorry. You are so right I was a tremendous, colossal, jealous jackass. Please forgive me. I love Jenny. I love William and will even learn to tolerate your football hero for your sake because I love you. It's Absolutely true. Will you please accept my apology and do me the honor of having dinner with me tonight?
Your choice.
Forever,

Ichabod Crane

P.S. I shall earn back the dandelion you took away, Abbie. I promise.
Ichabod read his message again and pressed send. He then looked up to meet Zoe Corinth's blue eyes on him.
His eyes widened. He scanned the room. All eyes were on him.
"I..I I'm sorry?" He asked. "What did you say?"He sat back and lifted his long finger from his upper lip.
Zoe Corinth frowned at him and threaded her long arms across her chest.

"I asked if you have anything to ask Mr. Desoto about the explosion?" She answered. Her one eyebrow raised.
Ichabod shifted his eyes to William. William looked a little nervous but defiant.
"No, no its fine," Ichabod answered. "I'll accept his testimony."
"Ichabod stuffed his Phone quickly back into his pocket and waved at William.
Zoe Corinth nodded and turned her head.
"Professor Mills?" Zoe said."Would you now like to tell your side?"

Ichabod saw Abbie's head snap up from her cell phone. Abbie looked up at Zoe. Her mouth opened. Her dark eyes wide.

"What?" Abbie asked.

Ichabod's eyes lowered to look at Abbie's phone now clutched tightly in her hand. He smiled. She was reading his E-mail. Abbie opened her mouth to answer Zoe Corinth when he noticed Zoe was not looking at Abbie. Her attention was on Jenny sitting in the red leather chair in front of his desk. Jenny nodded at Ichabod and Zoe and began her testimony.
Ichabod wiped his hand across his face and sighed. He put his elbow back on the arm of his chair and lightly brushed a long finger across the hair on his upper lip. His eyes then slowly slid back again to Abbie. Ichabod gave a twitch to his mustache. He found he was anxious. He only hoped Abbie wouldn't throw her cell phone across the room at him after reading his E-mail.
Ichabod was about to look away when his eyes met Abbie's. Abbie's eyebrow lifted as a small smile tugged at the corner of her plump lips. Only the smile on her lips did not show in her big doe eyes. Ichabod couldn't tell if she were angry or not at him. His body stiffened. He smiled nervously back at her.
"Do you want to ask a question to Professor Mills, Ichabod?" Zoe asked. Ichabod lifted his eyes to Zoe. Her deep blue eyes focused on him. Zoe smiled.
"No, I have nothing to add to Professor Mills story, Ms. Corinth,"Ichabod replied.
He sat back in his chair and nodded at Jennifer. Jenny combed her long fingers through her side ponytail over her shoulder and smirked at him. She shook her head at him and chuckled. Ichabod frowned. A loud bell chime was heard in his trousers pockets. Ichabod looked down and pulled out his phone. There was an alert for a new message in his E-mail inbox. Ichabod looked up before he hit the Mail app.

It was Abbie's turn to tell her part in the explosion. Abbie introduced herself and began her testimony. He sighed. He was hypnotized. Her answer to her E-mail forgotten.

Abbie was exquisite as she sat on the couch. Abigail Mills explained her part in the Chemistry lab explosion to him and The Board Of Education. She looked so professional, fearless and strong as she looked everyone dead in the eye. He couldn't wait for the meeting to finish to talk to her alone. Then Ichabod remembered the E-mail. He hit the mail app with his finger and lowered his eyes to read her message.

To: [email protected]

From: [email protected].

Subject: Your surrender

Message:

Ichabod,
I just can't with you! You just couldn't help yourself, could you? Lol. His name is Luke Morales! And you will learn to tolerate him? For my sake. Like Katrina, Luke does not deserve your arrogant, snobbish insults. You are so aggravating. Lol.
Yes. I accept your surrender and your dinner invitation. We will definitely speak of this more.

All I will ever ask of you is to promise not to stop when I say when. Lol.

Speak to you after meeting.
Love,

Abbie

P.S. I still have the dandelion. Lol.

Ichabod smiled and chuckled. She used another line from the Foo Fighters song. Ichabod sighed. He closed his eyes. Abbie is right. He can't help himself. His jealously for Luke Morales always trumped his common sense. He felt there was just something off about the boy. The promise ring thing. Why would you give a woman you say you loved a ring to promise to be engaged? Not married; Engaged. It didn't make sense. Ichabod shook his head. He sighed. He didn't want to think of Luke Morales right now. He wanted to think about Abbie having dinner with him, tonight. Ichabod then remembered he was in the middle of an important meeting. Ichabod licked his lips nervously. He bit his bottom lip. Ichabod slid his cell phone back into his pocket and looked up. He then gave his full attention to the rest of the meeting.

An hour later the meeting was over. Ichabod watched Zoe talk with Daniel Mills and William. Jenny Mills had left the office quickly once the meeting ended. Abbie stood near the opened door and caught his eye. Ichabod lifted his one eyebrow and lightly shook his head. Abbie nodded and walked up his desk when Zoe turned to speak to him.

"Ichabod go home and enjoy the rest of your weekend," Zoe said."You look tired. Don't think about any of this trouble."

Ichabod chuckled and nodded his head at Zoe.

"I have more to think about than this, Zoe," he muttered. He glanced at Abbie standing behind Zoe. Abbie then nodded and walked up to his desk.

"Excuse me, Dean Crane?" Abbie said.

"Yes. Professor Mills?" His eyes rose to meet Abbie's.

"I just wanted to thank you for standing up for Jenny and me," Abbie answered. "I really appreciate that you were on our side through all this. And I'm sure Jenny would thank you too if she still were here."

Abbie smiled and he was mesmerized by her beauty once again.

"Y..You're welcome, Professor Mills," Ichabod whispered. Abbie smiled back and placed the dandelion in the middle of his desk and nodded. She then turned on her heel to walk back to the door and closed it behind her. Ichabod sat back in his chair again and looked at the dandelion on his desk. He swept it up in his large hand and looked up at Zoe. Zoe narrowed her eyes at him. Her brow creased in a worried frown. Her mouth pressed tightly together.

He wondered what Zoe would say if she about Abbie. Could he confide in Zoe Corinth with the truth about his relationship?

"How much sleep did you get last night, Ichabod?" Zoe asked.

"What?" Ichabod said. He stared at her. His mouth open his eyes grew wide.

A smile lifted the corner of Zoe's full painted red mouth.

"You look exhausted," Zoe said. "I know I would be very exhausted from lack of sleep too if I have to clean up after the Mills sisters after the whole explosion fiasco. and didn't Abbie Mills punch you in the eye!"

Ichabod shook his head. The ugly deep purple bruise around his eye was now a light pale purple beginning to fade into normal. It still hurt. The talking blobs of color were now better formed into real clear talking people.

"I walked into Abigail's elbow,"Ichabod answered. "and both Professor Mills have now been rightly punished for the explosion stunt!"

"Stunt?" Zoe shot back."Ichabod, it was more than a stunt. It was an explosion. They blew up a classroom. Everyone thought it was a terrorist attack. You just came from a press conference to calm everyone's fears. The Mills Sister's are a menace to this University."

"Everything is now handled," Ichabod's said indignant."It is over now, Zoe."

"Over?" Zoe asked."The University has to now dig into its monthly budget to replace new equipment and repaint the walls of the chemistry lab, Ichabod. It is going to cost the school a fortune!"

"Yes. I understand that, Zoe," Ichabod answered."If need be, I will donate my own money to help the University restore the lab."

Zoe sighed and crossed her arms across her chest. She shook her head. Her long reddish brown curls flew in front of her face.

Ichabod eyebrow arched over his eye. He could tell Zoe wanted to say more about the Mills sister's.

Zoe scoffed. An unladylike low snort came from her nose.

"Yes?" He asked. "you have something else to say, Ms. Corinth?" His voice calm. Both his elbows were rested on either side of his chair. His long fingers steepled under his chin. He looked up at her and waited.

"Really, Ichabod I think you shouldn't have fought against our decision to expel them from University. You were much too lenient with them," Zoe shouted.

"Too lenient?" He yelled."Sending them to work below ground inside the hot, dirty and dusty Library Archives way on the other side of campus for two years was too lenient?"

"Yes!" Zoe shouted. "They should have been expelled, Ichabod. Kicked out of University. They are a danger to themselves and others just ask Mr. Desoto and Daniel Mills."

Silence. Zoe tucked a stray hair behind her ear. She took a breath.

"I understand that Daniel Mills is an old College friend of yours," Zoe sighed. "but you shouldn't show favorites to Jenny and Abbie."

"I do not play favorites, Zoe," Ichabod said indignant. "My alternative to your expelling them should show that. The explosion was an unfortunate accident. Not their fault. The punishment to work at the library and not continue to teach for two years with cut pay is good enough."

Zoe's face grew dark as she frowned at him.

Zoe stared into his eyes and crossed her arms across her chest. She leaned back and squared her shoulders. Zoe sighed.

"Yes. But you still didn't expel them from the University Ichabod," Zoe answered. "It's understandable that you care for them as a big brother would, "Zoe answered." I mean you've known them since they were children. You can't play favorites with the Mills sister's. What would the faculty or the students think?"

"It's finished," Ichabod said curtly. "The punishment is given."

He closed his eyes and rubbed his large hand down his face. Big brother, indeed. His thoughts turned back to he and Abbie again in his bedroom. Both naked in the bed. Abbie screaming out his name as he thrusted hard into her as she hung on his shoulders. He now regretted his idea to have Abbie work all the way on the other side of campus. Well, at least she was still employed. Ichabod shook his head of the thoughts and sighed.

Zoe licked and bit her lips. She leaned forward.

"I'm just cautioning you to be careful not to show your preference towards the Mills sisters," Zoe answered. "Some people in the faculty at Columbus do not condone the practice of giving special favors to family and or childhood friends. Especially when one of them has a crush on you already.

"Crush on me?"Ichabod chuckled.

"Abigail Mills," Zoe answered."She's been crushing on you since she's arrived. I saw it all over her face at the students courtyard. And she gave you a flower. Well, technically it's a weed. Anyway, I say she's got it bad for you, Ichabod."

Ichabod stared at the dandelion clamped between his thumb and his forefinger and put it under his nose. He sniffed at it. The sweet smell of grass, wind and earth filled his nostrils.

"Yes, she does," Ichabod whispered. His voice soft and smooth.

Zoe frowned at Ichabod. She took a deep breath.

"Well, I would nip it in the bud if I were you, Ichabod,"Zoe said."Give her some brotherly advice about having a crush on her older brother's friends. Believe me I know about this. I've been there."

"You have experience with this, Zoe?" Ichabod asked. His eyebrow arched over his eye.

"Yes, I do," She sighed. "I was in love or I thought I was in love with my older brother's best friend, too who was also ten years older than I was. And he told me he only thought of me as a little sister and a good friend. He basically let me down easy and I was grateful for that."

Ichabod's eyebrows raised.

"My feelings for Abigail Mills are far from brotherly or friendly, Zoe," Ichabod indignant. "I love her and want her like any man, would. And I really don't give a good God Damn what anyone of this University thinks."

A quiet fell between them. Zoe's dark blue eyes grew huge. Her brow wrinkled in a frown. Her mouth opened wide.

"You can't be serious?" Zoe asked.

"Very." He pinched his lips tightly together.

"B..b..but you can't be in love with Abbie," Zoe said."You just met her again, yesterday after ten years."

"I realized I was already in love with her back then," Ichabod answered.

"Wait? What? You were in love with Abigail when she was eighteen?" Zoe asked. "Did Katrina know anything about this back then?"

"No," Ichabod answered."I didn't know myself how I felt about Abigail Mills until I saw her Friday."

"Does Katrina know anything about how you feel about Abigail now?"

"I have no idea. She think she has her suspicions,"Ichabod said. "But she never expressed them to me. I only told Abigail I loved her after Katrina signed the divorce papers."

Ichabod remembered seeing Katrina when she saw him and Abbie having the argument about William, Jenny and Luke in the middle of the students courtyard. He could see Katrina see the passion in both their eyes.

"And what about Daniel Mills? Does Daniel know about the two of you?" Zoe asked. Her jaw clenched.

"Yes and no," Ichabod sighed."He knows my feelings towards Abbie and didn't approve only because I was still married to Katrina. I don't know if he knows now that Katrina signed the papers."

"He probably does," Zoe answered."I even know she signed the papers."

"How?" Ichabod asked. He raised his eyebrow.

"It would be the only reason why Katrina is visiting you on campus after being absent these three years,"Zoe answered."Unless Katrina wanted to reconcile, but obviously she didn't."

Silence.

Ichabod's eyes lowered and he stared at the top of his desk.

"No, she didn't want to reconcile," Ichabod muttered. His hands fell on his lap.

Zoe's eyes then rested on Ichabod's white summer dress shirt he was wearing. The collar pulled up. Two buttons open wide to let the air conditioner cool him off and show a little bit of his reddish brown chest hair. Zoe gasped at the sight and bit her upper lips.

"May I ask a personal question, Ichabod?" She asked. Her voice soft and deep.

"If you like?" Ichabod answered. He swallowed.

"Has she told you she loves you?"Zoe asked.

Ichabod lifted his hands from his lap and placed them on the chair's arm.

"Yes. She has,"Ichabod answered.

"Have you told her you love her?" Zoe asked thinly.

"Yes," Ichabod answered.

Zoe's jaw clenched tight. She grunted and nodded. Zoe glared at Ichabod. This can't be happening. Three years she's waited for Katrina Crane to sign those divorce papers, three years. And this little snip Mills girl comes from out of Ichabod's past and steals his heart away. To top it all off Ichabod realizes he loves her back all these years later. Unbelievable. Zoe took a breath. She let it out slowly . She needed to remain calm. It wouldn't do to go off like a silly jealous teenager. It would be unprofessional. Zoe licked her lips and lifted her chin. Her red lips stretched into a smile.

"Oh well, unlike me, Abbie's most fortunate to have you return her love," Zoe answered." I guess I wish you two the best of luck. I better go now. I have a lot of chores to do this weekend." Her voice sounded tight to her.
"Thank you, Zoe, have a good weekend and I shall see you Monday." Ichabod nodded and swiveled his chair to the side to escort her out of his office.
Zoe turned on her heel and walked to the door with Ichabod following behind her. She pulled the door open. Zoe stopped. Abbie stood just outside the door. She stared at Abbie for a full minute. Her gaze traveled slowly over the petite pretty young woman. She was extraordinarily pretty; beautiful in fact. But what was she, anyway? Twenty- Twenty-one? Too young. Let him have his meaningless fling with this pretty young thing. It's only a summer fling, anyway. Ichabod just send her to work way on the other of this huge campus. He'll be too busy and will forget all about her come September. She sighed lightly. Then she raised her head and chuckled. Zoe smiled. All she had to do and sit and wait. She suddenly felt better.
"Professor Mills," Zoe said.

"Ms. Corinth," Abbie said. She nodded back and smiled.

Zoe Corinth smiled at Abbie and then passed her to walk down the long hall.

To be continued.......

A/N The lyrics used in this fanfic is from "Everlong" and "Walking after you" Song by The FooFighters. All rights go to the group. They do not belong to me.