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Oliver

I didn't sleep. As soon as I heard Abby tell me that she loves me too, I was wide awake. I don't remember telling her that but then I realize I was extremely drunk when I called Abby. All I could do was ask myself what else did I say to her. My mind went wild with possibilities. She's still talking to me and is in my bed snuggled into my chest, I couldn't have said anything too bad. I began to relax knowing that she didn't run after my drunk dialing. I could have fucked it all up with her. Why didn't Dylan or Mason say anything? They could have at least warned me that I did this.

Abby shifts in my arms and wiggles herself closer to me. Her little body so soft and warm against me. She gives my chest a soft kiss and releases an exhale. "You didn't sleep, did you?" Her sexy voice is still laced with sleep. "Did what I say bother you? Is that what's wrong?"

I know what she's asking me. She's afraid I don't remember saying it to her. I don't but that's not the point. In no way do I want Abby to think I don't want her. "No, baby. I love you and I'm so glad you feel the same way. I just didn't know I said that to you, or that you heard me. I was pretty drunk and I kind of wanted to make that moment special for us."

That was true. I wanted a special moment to say that especially since I have never said it to anyone else. I may have gotten around but I didn't speak those words to any of those girls. Mainly because I knew I wouldn't mean it but also because it scared the shit out of me. Those three little words can change a relationship in a heartbeat. I know that saying them to her changed us. And that concerns me, what exactly does this mean now? My thoughts are wiped away from my mind when Abby's mouth was on mine, kissing me gently slowly. She's not completely awake and I'm not complaining about this. Every one of her kisses warm me, indulge me and leave me wanting her more.

Her lips warm my skin as her kisses worked their way over my chest and up my neck. Abby climbs onto me her kisses still urging me to her as I find her straddling my waist. Rubbing against my throbbing member I'm immediately hard as a rock on contact. Fuck, she feels good this way. Who am I fooling, she feels good any and every way I can have her. Abby moves against me, grinding on me. Every single inch of me is on fire for her.

"I think we can make it special, don't you?" She whispers before nibbling on my ear. Her mouth can certainly do amazing things to me.

"Fuck, yes." I answer running my hand down her spine. Taking in every curve, enjoying the flare of her hips, her small waist, the muscles of her back and all that soft skin covering her.

I relax completely, enjoying the way she's taking control of the moment. I like that she's gotten comfortable with me to make the first move. There's nothing sexier than a woman who can seduce, and God can she. My hands slide slowly up her thighs to her hips, squeezing my hands and gently pushing my hips higher as I push her hips down harder on me. I can feel her wetness start to soak through the thin material separating us. That barrier needs to go now. I need to bury myself deep inside her.

"Abby." Her name came out breathless and rough. "Clothes." I growled softly and tugged her shirt over her head as she sat up. "I need everything off you, now."

Abby looks so sexy like this. Naked from the waist up, her long red hair flowing down over her shoulders, those green eyes penetrating into mine. She smiles with just a glint of naughtiness in those eyes I'm so eager to get lost in. I move fast and flip Abby over. She squeals in surprise not expecting my position change. I hover over her now, my fingers gripped those lace panties and in one swift movement I tug those and mine own boxers off of us. I need her now.

I push her knees up to her chest and enter her wet folds. She takes a deep breath as I fill her up completely engorging myself in her and I know she felt that deep inside. I watch Abby's face waiting for her to relax before I slide out and plunge in again. Alternating between pumping into her heat and grinding my hips while buried deep I watch her every breath and sigh getting off just watching her as she takes me in. Her breath hitches each time as I feel her walls clamping down around me, milking me as I repeat myself over and over.

"Ollie." Abby drags out my name and it's never sounded so good.

We link our fingers together as my body pushes down on her. I lock her hands over her head pinning her below me while Abby locks her legs around waist keeping our link together. My mouth finds hers again at last and with long thorough kisses our bodies melt into one. We can't get closer, I can't drive into her deeper. She has never meant more to me than she does right now.

"Abby..." I whisper her name against her skin. "Fuck... you feel so good baby. You're mine, all mine."

"Yes." Abby says softly in my ear. I didn't ask a question but she answered it. Abby belongs to me.

Abby's nails claw down my back then grips tight on my shoulders as she falls. That high takes me with her clinging to each other as our bodies take over. We tense, every muscle firm and bodies slick with sweat as we release one after the other at last.

We didn't move for a long while from the bed. I only want her, no one else right now. Abby sleeps wrapped up with me, in between our love making and snuggles with me when we finally wake and repeat. I wake again late in the day and need some water desperately. I figure Abby is in as much need of food and water as I am. While Abby still sleeps, I make my way down to the kitchen.

Looking out the back window I see the sun starting to set and smile. I haven't had this relaxing of a day in a long time. Abby is why. I have a sense of home with her I haven't had before. Without even thinking about it, I fix a tray of easy food for us. Grapes, strawberries, blueberries cheese, crackers some whipped cream and water. I grab a bottle of wine and two glasses load everything up and start upstairs. That's when I hear the voices and commotion outside my front door.

I set down the tray and looked out front through my peep hole. I think every fucking reporter that exists is out there waiting outside my front door. What the fuck? Leaving the tray I head up stairs and get my phone. Shit! Ten messages from Mason, twelve from Dylan, fifteen from Melanie and twenty from my sister. This doesn't include the many more calls and texts from Preston. This isn't good. I go to my upstairs window at the end of the hall and look down at the entourage below. How did they get in the guarded community? I live in one for this exact reason! What went to press that everyone is freaking out about?

"What's going on out there?" I hear Abby's soft sleepy voice behind me right before I feel her arms come around me. Kissing my back she gets my attention away from the press. I turn my back to the scene and focus on Abby.

"I don't care. Whatever it is can wait until tomorrow. Today is for us." I tell her walking Abby backwards towards the bedroom.

"As much as I would love to continue to do this, I think you better call Preston first. He's blowing up my phone." Abby says showing me her messages. Damn it! They're after Abby too.

We walk back into the bedroom and I go straight to the window while Abby sits down on the bed. Raking my fingers through my hair I think about what would have happened for all this attention. I've been with Abby only or the guys. I have done nothing but be on good behavior. The only thing I can think of is that my parents situation has been discovered or it's Avery up to something again. I look over my shoulder and see Abby's face. The relaxed smile is gone instead I see stress coming in on our perfect day.

"Fuck!" I growl walking to my girl and kiss her on the forehead. I can see the worry on her face. I start with Preston. "I'm holed up in my home with my girl, what happened now, Preston?"

"They want Abby's story." Preston says and I turn around to look at Abby. The only thing on her is a T-shirt, mine. She sits on the bed looking up at me, sexy and missed and mine. Damn, I want this to go away so I can have her again.

"Fuck no!" I can tell by the long silence from him, he doesn't like my response. I don't care, I promised her privacy. "Abby's off limits period."

"Oliver, you can't announce on national television that you're off the market and not expect people to not have questions. She was seen kissing you at the studio, at the hotel, in the car. You aren't exactly being discreet." Preston informs me. "Not to mention she left before you. The question is about if you're still together or did she find you cheating."

I rake my fingers through my hair and take a long deep breath. I need a minute, or more. What happens between us is no ones business. I really hate the crap people make up. "We are together, no I didn't cheat." That came out angrier than I meant. "Abby is my girl, but she is also my assistant and for all intent purposes, she is of limits for the press and their stupid gossip. This isn't negotiable, Preston. Abby stays out of the press."

"I get you want that, but it's not that simple. She's already been named, they have pictures of you two. Ollie, she's got a past and not a great one. Stealing money from a millionaire, working with a con artist." Preston says trying to calm me. It's not working. "Look acknowledge it and move on. Abby will be out of your life soon enough anyway."

"What the fuck does that mean?" I stop him from continuing, pissed that he said that about her. I'm just glad it's not on speakerphone. "You say that shit again, Preston I'll make sure you never work in this industry again. Abby's mine period." She knew we were talking about her. I should have known Abby wasn't going to stand by for me to deal with it.

"If you have an issue with me Preston, speak your piece and get it out!" Abby snatches the phone from my hand and puts it on speaker. "I'm not going to deny anything I might have done but you aren't going to talk about me behind my back."

"Abby, I don't dislike you. You just don't come from the same background as Oliver. He needs a partner with something more that's all. It isn't personal." Preston explains his reasoning.

"We're done here, Preston. I'm finding a new agent. Send a bill for your final fees, Kate will pick up everything from you." I tell him and disconnect the call.

My breathing is ragged and I know the look on my face is a deadly scowl. I can be scary when I'm angry. I know it and the last thing I want is to scare Abby. She gets up and walks tentatively to me. Abby's watching me carefully knowing I'm furious not with her but the situation.

"Oliver, you shouldn't have done that." Abby says softly touching my arms and gently stroking my skin. I know she's upset and hurt. I can hear it in her voice yet she soothing me.

"No one is gonna tell me who I'm supposed to love. Fuck anyone one who tries." I'm not letting this happen. I'm not losing her because of this. Cupping Abby's face I wait for her eyes to meet mine. "There's plenty of managers out there. I can have another one who won't be like that about you before the day is up. No one gets to say that shit about you and think I'm going to stand for it."

"Oliver, he's saying what everyone else is thinking, that's all. He isn't wrong, Ollie." Abby says agreeing with Preston. "Don't look at me like that. I did what he said, I don't have a great history and I don't come from the same financial background as you. Is that a reason we shouldn't be together? No, but it isn't a lie either."

I let go of Abby and walk downstairs into the kitchen and sit down. Abby slowly walks in behind me and stands in the doorway watching me. "I'm not losing you. You're mine."

Abby smiles softly and nods in agreement. "But you have to do something. If you ignore it, it's only going to get worse."

"What do you suggest?" She is my assistant for a reason. I know Abby is smart and strong enough to handle herself. I just don't like her dealing with this bullshit. She shouldn't have to constantly defend herself like this. Abby has nothing to prove to anyone.

"First we need to make some calls. Second, you need Preston back and on our side. Get him over here, Ollie. He needs to see it first hand. We have to get him behind us, not because you threatened him but because he is with us. Call Mason and Dylan we need them too. We stick together and we'll be fine." Abby says without coming into the room.

"You were the one running away from me because of this. What changed for you to want to fight now?" I ask seeing a new fire in those beautiful green eyes.

Abby comes in then and kisses my lips gently. "I love you and I know you love me. I wasn't sure before but a guy who is a known womanizer doesn't say that when he already has the girl. Especially on a drunk dial. You had an opportunity to be a jerk and bail but you didn't. You stayed with your friends and drunk dialed me and said you love me. You have me, I know it's going to be hard but I have to learn to deal with all this right?"

I smirk softly down at her, I can't help but feel I made the right choice. Leaning into her I kiss those softly plump lips. "I'll make the calls." I whisper and get to work.

Abby

Oliver was on the phone for the next hour gathering the troops for help. It took two hours before everyone was at the house and we had a plan in tack to deal with the media. I know I don't have a choice but to acknowledge my past, tell the truth and move on. My story is coming out whether I want it to or not. How it comes out is up to me.

Melanie and Kate sit down on the floor with me and offer me a glass of wine. I need to calm my nerves to face those cameras. I know I need to have it together for Oliver. He needs me to be strong and handle this without breaking. I can do this. Melanie rubs my back, while Kate talks me through my statement.

"Just stick to the facts, Abby. Try to keep your emotions out of the conversation. Say exactly what you told the police about Ethan and Quinn. I talked to Quinn, he's on his way here from London. He'll make his own statement about it once he lands. It'll be okay, Abby." Kate squeezes my hand softly.

I nod and look around for Oliver. My friends are great and I love that they are here for us. It helps so much to know I'm not alone anymore. I hear voices and the front door slam, Oliver's voice is loud, so is Dylan's. They both sound angry then I know why. We all turn towards the door and see Preston walk in with two people we weren't planning on dealing with today. I was surprised when Oliver's parents walked into the room with us. We purposely didn't call them, Preston did.

"Well it looks like you're going to finally get out of my sons life once and for all." Grace says glaring down at me like I'm shit on her shoe.