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.

"You kissed me," Ichabod whispered. "after you volunteered to be my victim in the CPR demonstration. You kissed me."

Abbie's heart beat faster in her chest. Shit! Jenny had dared her to kiss Ichabod just that morning at camp. Jenny bet her $20.00 that she wouldn't kiss Ichabod in front of his CPR class. A bet which Jenny still hasn't paid to this day. She frowned at the thought and made a note to herself to demand Jenny for the money come morning.

"You remember, that?"Abbie chuckled. "you pulled away so quickly to address the class. You never mentioned it ever again. I just assumed you just didn't want to remember."

Silence."

"I do remember," Ichabod whispered."I never forgot the kiss. It scared the hell out of me." He licked his lips and put the piece of chicken smothered in white sauce in his mouth. He slowly chewed as he met Abbie's eyes. His thoughts of that one rainy afternoon and the kiss.

"Not as much you scared me!" Abbie stated. She smiled. Her eyes lowered from his to adjust the cloth napkin on her lap. She couldn't look into his eyes. She was so embarrassed after she kissed him in front of his class. Hell, she wanted to kiss him here in front of everyone in the middle of this café. Ichabod looked so sexy in his dark blue dress shirt. It was opened at the collar with two buttons opened. His collar was popped up to cover his long neck. He wore pleated black trousers over black dress shoes shined to perfection. His short reddish brown hair, beard and mustache was nicely combed. He looked incredibly sexy.

Abbie's whole body grew warm when she remembered that day at camp vividly. Ichabod's lean thin body kneeled over her. His hot breath on her face. Abbie's eyes then lifted to meet Ichabod's.

"I remember you kissing me back," Abbie replied. She lifted her chin at him.

Abbie could still feel his soft fingers slide under her chin and lift it to place his hand underneath her head to brace her. She still felt his lips come closer until they softly brushed hers. He blew air inside her mouth in short quick bursts and laid his hand flat upon her chest to pump it.

Abbie heard Ichabod address his class about the procedure of CPR and lowered his lips back on hers again. He lifted his lips and pumped her chest, once again. Abbie let her one hand slowly travel up his back and wrap around his neck as he blew more air into her mouth. Then she pulled down. Abbie heard Ichabod's soft surprised gasp when she closed her full lips over his and his body stiffen.

Her first thought was Oh, God this wasn't such a good idea after all. Her second thought, how much she hated Jenny for making the bet in the first place. Abbie remembered her mind spiraled to make up a quick apology when she then heard a low groan come from Ichabod. She felt his lips open and lightly suck at her lips tasting them. Abbie felt Ichabod's large hands wrap tight around her body and pull her little closer. His tongue licked at her lips twice asking for entrance before Ichabod pulled back. Abbie remembered she opened her eyes to see Ichabod's eyes widen. Then he lowered her gently back on the large mat and hovered over her panting as he tried to catch his breath. Ichabod took a breath and closed his eyes before he finally turned his head away to speak to his class.

Abbie came back to reality and speared a French fry wedge smothered in ketchup with her fork. She pointed it accusingly at Ichabod.

"I remember everything," Abbie answered. "You kissed me back before you pulled away to address your class. And then ran out of the room at the end of the class and ignored me for the rest of the summer. You only spoke to me again to say goodbye when it was time to go home."

"I was embarrassed and disgusted with myself Abbie," Ichabod sighed. He swallowed hard and reached for his glass of wine. He took a good long drink.

"Why?" Abbie frowned. She chewed on the french fry wedge. She savored the spicy tomato taste mixed with the seasoned fried potato as she waited for his answer. Abbie smiled and her licked her lips.

He replaced the glass next to his plate and looked into her eyes. He took a deep breath.

"I, I, I had taken advantage of you Abbie," Ichabod answered in a low voice."that is why I pulled back so quickly and avoided you the rest of the summer."

"But you weren't taking advantage of me, Ichabod," Abbie replied. " I kissed you, remember?"

A silence fell between them. Ichabod groaned.

"You were Daniel's kid sister," Ichabod replied. "Honestly Abbie, I was so afraid you were going to run to Daniel and tell him I attacked you. I was afraid for my life."

Abbie stared at him. Her eyebrow lifted. Her full mouth opened.

"The person who Daniel Mills would go after is me for taking advantage of you," Abbie answered. "He loves you."

"If he knew," Ichabod scoffed. "Anyway, I was the adult. I should have stopped you not kiss you back. Especially not so....not so...."

"Passionately?" Abbie answered softly. "As if you liked the kiss?"

The corner of her full lips turned up into a smirk. Both her eyebrows raised and wagged at Ichabod. Ichabod looked away and pressed his lips tight together to keep from laughing. He turned back to her.

"Yes," Ichabod smirked. "That is why I left the cabin so quickly."

"I was almost eighteen,"Abbie argued.

Ichabod blinked at her. His brow furrowed.

"You were seventeen, Abbie," Ichabod said."and going to be eighteen In January."

"Details, details," Abbie scoffed,"So, did you regret it?"

"The kiss?" Ichabod answered. "No, never. But it did scare me, Abbie. You scared me. I was afraid of my attraction to you. I knew I could be arrested if I ever touched you again. Or murdered in my sleep by Daniel if he found out. I would have preferred going to jail then face Daniel."

"I never told Daniel what happened," Abbie laughed. "It wasn't his business. I don't know if he already knew, though."

"I know that he didn't know because I'm still alive."

"We're both still alive," Abbie chuckled. Both laughed.

Abbie and Ichabod reached out across the table and held hands. Ichabod's thumb lightly stroked across Abbie's knuckles. She closed her hand tighter around his fingers.

Ichabod lifted her hand and pulled it across the table towards him. He licked his lips and placed a soft wet light kiss atop her hand. His eyes lifted and focused on her.

"Hmm," Abbie moaned. Ichabod's blue eyes were intense as he then turned her small hand over and kissed the palm of her hand. He then pulled his lips back and kissed the pulse point at her wrist. Abbie shuddered. Her whole body flushed, heated. She could swear her whole body was as red as her silk blouse. Ichabod pulled his lips away once again and held her hand. He kept his eyes on her. His bed room blue eyes narrowed at her.

"I love you Abbie," Ichabod whispered. "I..I think I knew it even back then but I couldn't say anything because you were so young. But I knew It was true when I saw you again all these years after."

"I know," Abbie answered." I love you too. Ichabod. I always have."

silence. Ichabod's smile widened.

"So, now that you are of age,"Ichabod murmured."let me buy you two more drinks so I can get you nice and drunk and take advantage of you. You choose the drinks."

"Oh, yes please," Abbie chuckled.

"Garçon! More drinks for the lady, please, "Ichabod yelled. He chuckled and winked at Abbie as he lifted his hand to get the waiter's attention. Abbie laughed out loud and squeezed Ichabod's hand. Ichabod smiled and both turned their eyes to watch the sky turn into a navy blue twilight as they quietly waited for their drinks.

Daniel Mills sat at a single table at a dark corner of the café watching Abbie Ichabod talk and laugh. He frowned when he saw Ichabod kiss Abbie's hand and her wrist. It was an intimate kiss which ignited sexually charged looks between them. It made him wonder if they were already sleeping together. He'd taken the role of Jenny's and Abbie's mother and father ever since their father left them. Their mother had a nervous breakdown soon after Daniel was the only adult left to take care of their mother. By take care Daniel had to register his mother to Fredrick's Mission Home" when she was declared "Not in her right mind" to rest. As the man in the family, Daniel felt It was his duty to then care for his sisters when they were still only teenagers. Except Daniel never gave up the job when his sisters became adults. Abbie and Jenny screams at him all the time to mind his own business and to get a Life AND get a girlfriend. Except he wasn't going to mind his business. Ichabod had to earn Abbie's love and to be worthy of her.

The instant connection between Ichabod and Abbie that first day in his office could not be denied. He could see they were in each other's power. It was obvious to everyone in that office. That is when he knew he should intervene and remind Ichabod, he still had his wife Katrina. Daniel loved Ichabod like a brother and always will. He would love Ichabod Crane for a brother-in law but it was his duty to look out for Abbie.

Daniel was relieved when Jenny told him about Katrina signing the divorce papers. A huge Cheshire Cat smile on Jenny's face. He was happy until he wondered aloud how long the divorce papers would be filed? Jenny called him an ass. A small smile came to Daniel's full lips His long fingers drummed beside his plate of half eaten cheeseburger and french fries on his plate. Two tall glasses of beers finished. His eyes narrowed at Abbie and Ichabod. Ass? Really?

Except Katrina could still contest it. He didn't trust Katrina or her family.

He found out from a hacker friend that the Fredrick's Mission House, was one of the houses that Ichabod had to sell for his father in law. Daniel never told Ichabod the true story of what became of their mother because he was embarrassed about her going crazy. He only told Ichabod that their mother was somewhere "Resting" and that he really didn't want to talk about it. Ichabod respected him and dropped the subject.

So, how is Ichabod going to act when Abbie tells him the history of Frederick's house. Will he still sell it for Katrina's father? Why? Was he doing it for Katrina? Was he still in love with her? Does he want to get Katrina back? Or will Ichabod refuse to sell it because he loves Abbie. He knew it was his duty as big brother to tell Abbie about Ichabod selling the Fredrick's mission.

Daniel took a french fry from his plate and took a sharp bite off the top. He slowly chewed it as he narrowed his eyes at Ichabod. He should test Ichabod Crane. See if he'll sell the Fredrick's mission for Katrina or respect Abbie's family and won't sell. Daniel will let Abbie tell Ichabod the history of the Mission house and see what happens. He wanted to find out.

Daniel snatched his iPhone from atop the table. He opened his messages app and began to type.

Daniel smirked at his message and pressed send. He closed the app and leaned back in his seat. His eyes narrowed at Ichabod.

"Do the right thing, Ichabod," Daniel whispered."I'm pulling for you."

Abbie's and Ichabod's conversation slowed down to allow a companionable silence fall between them. Abbie looked up to stare at the bright huge full moon that sat in the sky.

"It's so beautiful," Abbie whispered. "it looks like a huge pearl placed high in the sky."

"Hmm, yes It does," Ichabod said. He nodded. Ichabod's eyes stared down at the food on his plate. He absently raked the top of his last piece of chicken with his fork. His thoughts preoccupied with the conversation he had with Katrina before he left to meet Abbie for dinner. She'd asked him to please not to be seen in public with Abbie Just until the divorce went through. Katrina asked out of respect for her and her family that Ichabod and Abbie do this for six weeks. Ichabod had refused at first, but then he agreed when she only asked for six weeks. He didn't like it but he understood Katrina's concern about being seen with Abbie in public before the divorce went through. How was he going to explain it to Abbie, though? How will she take it?

"It's so huge. I feel like I can just reach out my hand and pluck it from the sky," Abbie murmured. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and pursed her lips. She smiled.

"Hmm. Yes it does," Ichabod whispered. "pluck it out of the sky."

He stabbed at the three string beans with his fork and twirled the fork in his hand above his plate. How was he going to tell Abbie that they could only see each other in private? Would Abbie understand? Or would she hate him? Ichabod twisted his lips and stared at the two strands of strings beans pinched together by his forks prongs as if they will supply him the answer.

Abbie turned to look at Ichabod. He stared at his string beans speared on his fork his thoughts completely far away from their table. Abbie leaned back against her chair and folded her arms across her chest. She then released one small hand and tapped it on the table top. Ichabod still stared at his string beans. A small mischievous smile then turned up at the corner of Abbie's full lips.

"Ive changed my mind. I don't love you after all Ichabod Crane," Abbie announced."I'm going to marry Luke and Zoe Corinth. We are going to have a progressive marriage and Donald Trump is going to marry us."

Ichabod raised his eyes to meet Abbie's and stared at her. Abbie tilted her head. Her smile widened. She winked at him. Ichabod smiled back.

"I am listening to you, Abbie," he countered.

"Oh, good," Abbie laughed. "Then, what's wrong?"

Ichabod sucked in a breath and let it out slowly. He laid the loaded fork back on his plate and sat back in his chair.

"I'm just tired, "he sighed." It was just a very long day, today and I didn't get much sleep last night."

Ichabod slid his long legs under the table and crossed them at the ankle.

"Oh?" Abbie answered. "Do you want to leave?

"No, do you?" He asked. His thin lean body sat up in the chair and he leaned forward.

Abbie shook her head.

"Me too." Ichabod smiled. He reached his hand out across the table and uncurled his long fingers to open his hand to her. Abbie chuckled and reached her hand out to lay it atop his. He then closed his fingers around her tiny hand and stroked his thumb across her hand. They looked at each other.

"I hate it that the library archive is so far away," Ichabod moaned."on the other side of campus. I wish it were closer."

"At least I'm not expelled," Abbie giggled.

"True," Ichabod nodded.

A comfortable silence fell between them.

"Abbie, I have to tell you something. Katrina signed the papers so I would help her father," Ichabod stated his voice low.

"Help her father with what?" Abbie asked. She put her fork down on her plate and leaned forward.

"Sell some buildings that her family brought," Ichabod answered."He's in some financial trouble and she needs me to sell the buildings to help him."

"Financial trouble?"

Ichabod nodded.

"My mother and Katrina's uncle are helping with this," Ichabod answered. "I just wanted you to know because I will be basically trying to get everything in order for Katrina's father and will basically be invisible for awhile and...—-"

"And?" A small thin line formed in the middle of Abbie's forehead. The corner of her full red lips twisted up into a smile.

Ichabod sighed heavily.

"And Katrina had asked me to not be seen with you in public before the divorce papers goes through," Ichabod replied. "It's out of respect for her as well as her family."

Abbie's body stiffened and her hand drew back from his. She stared at him.

"Oh, I see," Abbie answered sadly. Her eyes lowered.

Ichabod reached his hand out and swept her little hand in his again.

"It is only until the divorce papers are filed,"Ichabod answered quickly."we can still be together. It just has to be behind closed doors. It won't be for very long, Abbie."

"For how long?" Abbie asked. Her shoulders stiffened and she leaned back from the table. He shrugged.

"Only for a month and a half,"Ichabod winced. He closed his eyes and opened them again to see her reaction.

"Six weeks!" Abbie exclaimed. She pulled her hand away again from Ichabod's and leaned back in her chair.

"Yes. Because Katrina didn't contest it," Ichabod shrugged."it would have been three years or even longer if she had."

"I think Katrina didn't contest it because she wanted you to help her father," Abbie answered. She lifted her head to look at him.

"She said she didn't," Ichabod asked."but I don't think I believe her." He looked up from his half eaten food and frowned at her.

"Well, I don't," Abbie mumbled.

"What did you say my love?" Ichabod asked. His eyebrows lifted. He blinked up at her a couple of times.

"Nothing," Abbie sighed. "It is getting late. Do you want to leave?" Abbie wiped her mouth with her dinner napkin. She then folded her arms on top of the table and leaned forward. She gave him a soft smile. Ichabod scooped up her small hand in his as a large smile played on his lips.

"Abbie, it is only a month in a half," Ichabod said."and we can still see each other."

"Yes. But only behind closed doors," Abbie replied sarcastic. "does that mean we have to sneak around at night to see each other?"

Ichabod nodded and tenderly smiled at Abbie.

Her eyes lowered to their hands clasped together in the middle of the white table.

"It will go quickly, Abbie,"Ichabod comforted. He squeezed her hand.

Abbie blew out her cheeks and let out a deep breath.

"Let's hope so," Abbie answered. "Tell me more about Katrina's father trouble," she whispered. She tilted her head.

"There is nothing to tell," Ichabod shrugged."It's financial. He needs to sell off real estate he has here in the States to cover his loss."

Abbie's brow furrowed.

"Did he gamble it all away?" Abbie asked.

"No, something worse. He was a victim of a confidence man." Ichabod stated.

Abbie's dark eyes grew large and her lips opened.

"Con artist's?" She asked. "Was it through an E-mail scam like the Nigerian Prince?"

"No. It was more like real estate scam. Invest in a remote far away island that will make you rich in the future," Ichabod chuckled.

Abbie stared at Ichabod.

"And he believed it?" Abbie whispered. "Wow! Poor guy."

"Yes. Poor guy," Ichabod nodded. "so now, like I said I have my mother and Katrina's uncle to help me to sell his "investments" to get his money back."

"Why your mother?"

"She's a big international business woman," Ichabod answered. "I could use her help. Katrina recommended for me to use her."

"Of course she did," Abbie said caustic."I didn't know that your mother was a rich international business woman.

"Yes. She is," Ichabod answered."you can read all about my mother in Forbes Magazine. I zip it to you in your e-mail."

Abbie nodded her head.

Abbie then shifted her eyes to her phone at the side of her plate. She saw the notice of a new message on the screen and scooped it up. It was an instant message.

"Sorry, excuse me," Abbie said. "Got an instant message. It could be important."

"By all means." Ichabod nodded and smiled.

Abbie looked down and hit her thumb to open the message app.

To: @abbiemills0181
From:@dannymills0980

Have you've asked your boyfriend about what buildings he's selling for Katrina's father? Remember the Fredrick's mission house? Have you've forgotten about Momma, Abbie?

"The Frederick's mission house?" Abbie whispered. "Jenny?" Abbie frowned at the message and then looked up. Her head swiveled around the dining room where she sat and through the large glass window that looked to the outside of the café. She didn't see Jenny.

Ichabod's smile wiped off his face when he saw Abbie looking around the café.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

Abbie's eyes grew huge. She swallowed hard. She could feel her heart beating fast and hard in her chest. Her hands began to sweat.

"Abbie?" Ichabod asked. "What's wrong? What's happened? Is it Jenny, again? Did she blow something up again? What?"

Silence.

Abbie didn't answer. She looked down and read the message again on her iPhone.

"Abbie!" He demanded.

At last, Abbie lifted her her eyes to look at Ichabod again. She took a breath and let it out slowly.

"Are you selling the Fredrick's Mission on Canal St?" Abbie asked, her voice shaky.

To be continued...

AN: and that's it. I hope you liked it. Yes. I am determined to finish this I promise to not let this go for two to three months. lol I'd like to at least have a chapter posted by the end of each week if REAL LIFE does not interfere. Lol thank you to my beta-readers for looking over my writing and tell me what works and what doesnt. I really appreciate both your help. I hope you like the rewrite. I am accepting Sleepy Hollow Prompts. Just shoot an e-mail or in the comment if you have any Ichabbie ideas in any genre. Love, erotica, Horror etc. Any type of way to get Abbie and Ichabod in bed and horizontal is fine with me. Lol I need the practice. As always aim all your rotten tomatoes and flowers at the author below the title. Thank you.