"Abe, you're being ridiculous!" Abby scoffed, hiding the nervousness in her tone. "Those were probably the boxes of my old clothes, I messed them up trying to find some of my stuff." She reasoned while she followed Abe inside her walk-in closet. She heard the sound of boxes falling from the top shelves so she figured that it wasn't exactly the hideaway closet that she pushed James in.
"See?" Abby sighed, stuffing back the boxes on top of the shelves. She piled up the boxes one on top of the other which only caused more boxes to fall down, fortunately Abe was there to cover her head.
The boxes bounced off the strong and rock-hard biceps of the man covering her, like all those boxes were nothing but pebbles falling down on a mountain.
"You should store those boxes somewhere else." Abe
