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It's hard to believe it's been a year since Abby and I got married. Today I'm finally on my way home to celebrate with my wife. I've been in L.A for three months and unable to get back to London and Abby has been just as busy with her touring and concerts around Europe so she's been unable to make it for a visit also. I'm heading through Heathrow airport right now, happy to be so close to home and to Abby, these last three months of phone calls and Skype calls have not cut it, I need her touch.
As I'm standing by the luggage carousel waiting for my luggage I see someone step up to my right and I look over with my eyes to see who it is. I look and look back before I look closer and realize who it is.
"Abby?!?" I turn to the woman who turns to smile at me, happy tears in her eyes and she leaps into my arms. "Oh my god, I didn't expect you here. God I missed you so much sweetheart!" I held her tight.
"I missed you too babe. I couldn't wait another hour so I grabbed a taxi and came here to surprise you." Her voice was muffled by my neck. I sat her back onto her feet and took her cheeks in my hands before I planted a huge kiss on her lips.
"Jesus it's great to see my wife. Oh, and my baggage." We laugh and grab my bags from the carousel.
"Yeah, that's always a relief to see them." Abby chuckles and we hold hands as we walk out to the car I had arranged to pick me up. The driver put my luggage in the boot and Abby and I climbed in the back seat.
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"Abby, have you seen my blue cardigan I like so much?" I was looking through my closet so I could wear it to dinner. I looked to my left and Abby had it in her hands bringing it to me. "There it is. Why did you have it?" I smiled and took the sweater from her and wrapped my hands around her waist.
"I may have slept with it...and maybe I might have worn it upon occasion around the house." She giggles and smiles up at me. I pull a fake shocked face then laugh.
"Mmm hmm, I bet you wore it better than me." I took the cardigan and put it on Abby. "Yeah, much better. Now tell me, did you wear anything else when you wore it?" I smile cheekily.
"Um...maybe, maybe not." She teased.
"Well I think I might need to see you with just this on sometime. Maybe even tonight." I wink and Abby takes the sweater off and puts it on me.
"You can see anything you like too tonight love." Abby wraps her arms around my neck and stands on her tiptoes to kiss me. "But for now I think we should leave for dinner."
"I think you're right." I hear my stomach grumble and we both laugh.
We take a walk just down the street to our favorite Italian restaurant 'Osteria Emilia' on fleet road. We could have gone to some place fancy and dress up in our finest but all we wanted was a sweet quiet meal as a couple, besides we have a dinner in a few weeks with the family and bridesmaids and groomsmen from our wedding.
The walk was short and quiet except the passing cars and our foot prints.
"Hello Mr. Cumberbatch, Mrs. Cumberbatch, right this way please." The staff know us now like family and they always take care of us. The hostess sets us in a table in the corner and sends our waitress over. We order some wine and our meal.
"What is it?" I ask Abby, she's staring right at me happily.
"Nothing, I just don't want to look away. You might disappear if I do." I reach across the table and take her hand.
"I'm not going anywhere, not for a few months anyways." I reassure her with a smile.
"Good, I'm glad. Now it's me that will be going away. I've got to go to Scotland for my tour. Can you come with me? I really hate leaving you after you've been gone for three months." Abby pleads.
"I've got prep for other things I have to work on and I've got Sherlock coming up but give me the dates and I'll take off so I can join you." I'm willing to do anything for her.
"It's next week actually." He looked worried.
"That will be perfect then, I don't have any work for the next two weeks." I replied. Our dinner came soon after and we both enjoyed it very much. After finishing up dinner I raised my glass of wine in one hand and the other I took Abby's hand again. "Abby, darling, i can't believe it's been a year that we've been happily married already. It seems like just yesterday that I saw you walk down the isle and took our vows. I know we've been very busy the last year but we've always made time for each other and if we needed each other we were there. Anyways, this year has been amazing and I can't wait to see what this next year has in store for us. I love you Abigail, happy anniversary sweetheart." Abby was wiping tears away now.
"I love you, happy anniversary babe." She sniffled. I leaned up and kissed her over the table before taking my seat again. "Alright, let's go home. We've got our wedding cake to eat and I really need to see you in this cardigan and in my arms.
"Naughty naughty Cumberbatch." Abby teases and takes my hand, we pay the bill on the way out and head back to the house. "I set our cake out to thaw earlier so we don't have to suck on it." Abby and I laughed.
"That's good, I really didn't want to suck on frozen cake."
"Me either."
We arrived home shortly after and took our forks to our cake that we saved from our wedding.
"I'm going to feed you like at our wedding." I laughed and took a square of cake with my hand.
"As long as you don't push it in my face then okay but it's war if you do Cumberbatch!" Abby warns. I don't pay attention though, I take it and as Abby eyes me with caution I take it and push it on her mouth and cheek then laugh. "Okay it's war!" She stands up and takes a square and smashes it to my lips and cheeks too.
"You should see your face!" I laugh.
"Take a look in the mirror cake boy." Abby snickers.
"Here, you've got a bit of cake...just here..." I lean in and kiss her cake filled cheeks then capture her lips and clean them with my lips and tongue. I stand up and tilt her chin up to look at her better. "Yeah I think I got it now." I smile.
"You've got a bit here too..." I lean down and Abby returns the favor. "You've got so much. I see more." Abby kissed me again and again until our hands were tangled in each other's hair our breaths became labored. We wiped our faces quickly before I picked her up and carried her upstairs to the bedroom.