Looking around the karaoke bar, Mike took in his surroundings and wondered if he would actually get a chance to meet Paige or if Charlie would ditch him to give Paige whatever it was she needed from Graceland.

His attention shifted to the stage where someone was singing and he felt like his heart stopped the moment he saw her face.

It was her. If it was possible, she was even more beautiful than he remembered.

"That's Paige," Charlie said.

The woman he ran into on the beach earlier was Paige? Seriously? The woman he accidentally saw topless on the beach was not only his roommate, but they shared a wall? How in the world was he supposed to have a conversation with Paige without picturing her naked?

Mike stared at Paige dumbfounded, not only had her run into her again but her bedroom was next to his.

She was gorgeous. Way out of his league and probably off limits because they lived together. But fuck, she was gorgeous.

Her singing voice was passable, but she made up for it with charisma. He was pretty sure everyone in the bar was completely focused on her. At least he was.

"Stop staring, you're still my fake boyfriend."

Charlie's voice pulled him out of his thoughts. Mike slung his arm around Charlie's shoulder as he mumbled an apology. The next few moments were a blur as Charlie gave him a quick rundown of Paige's cover. He was listening to Charlie, but the blonde on stage kept his attention. He was definitely mesmerized watching Paige shake her hips in rhythm with the music out of the corner of his eye. Paige breezed by them and summoned them to follow her into the bathroom.

He remained silent, but obediently followed Charlie as she dragged him into the bathroom. He should probably apologize to Paige again for earlier, but now really wasn't the time. She was on a case and he didn't want to embarrass her in front of Charlie. Not that Paige had anything to be embarrassed about. Her body was perfect and it was an accident. It could've happened to anyone.

"Did you get 'em?" Paige asked.

"Right here," Charlie said.

"God, I need to start buying these things in bulk," Paige said as she made her way into the bathroom stall.

Mike curiously watched Charlie as she took off her shoe and started popping birth control pills on the counter.

"So, this is the infamous Levi."

How did Paige know about the truck full of Levis and the only thing he knew about her was her name? Okay, maybe that wasn't the only thing he knew. But still. They hadn't even met and she already knew?

"It's Mike," he corrected as he continued watching Charlie.

"He's my boyfriend tonight and he's cute, right?"

"Yeah, he's hot. It's nice to meet you, Levi."

"Uh, yeah, you too." Did she really think he was hot or was she messing with him? "It's Mike."

"You fresh out of Quantico?" Paige asked from inside the stall.

His breath caught in his throat as he saw Paige push her lacy red thong scandalously close to the floor.

Was she trying to kill him? Because it was working. Okay, maybe he didn't have a lot of experience being in a women's bathroom, but in what universe did a woman need to push her underwear down that far to use the bathroom? Not needing another reason to fantasize about Paige, he diverted his eyes away from the stall and looked up at the ceiling as Charlie laughed at his discomfort.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Uh, at ease, soldier."

"Still making no headway with Bobby?" Charlie asked.

"Nothing. I'm two weeks under with him, and all he wants to do is get under me."

"Ugh," Charlie groaned.

"Wait, is that what the birth control pills are for?" Mike asked. Just how close did the DEA expect Paige to get to Bobby Moi?

"I'm not taking them."

"Well, your agency doesn't expect you to, um..." Mike's voice trailed off.

"I'm not gonna screw him," Paige said as she exited the stall. "The pills are for Bobby."

"You give a guy a couple of these, and his soldier's at ease," Charlie explained.

"Really?" This definitely wasn't something he learned at Quantico.

"Really."

"Ugh, thank God. I can't take this anymore," Paige complained as she washed her hands.

"Gross," Charlie muttered.

"Well, can I ask you a question?" Paige looked up to catch his eye in the mirror. "I mean, you're going under as his girlfriend. Don't you kind of expect him to want to, um..." Mike tripped over his words as he watched Paige adjust her breasts in the mirror. So much for being gentlemanly. Great, she could see him looking at her. He would just add it to the list of things he needed to apologize for. Although until now, he had done a pretty good job not picturing her naked. If he couldn't keep it together, he would have to start reciting golf stats. "Well, you know - wanna get with you?"

"Absolutely."

"Why don't you get out?"

"Because I want the bastard."

Mike smiled knowingly at Paige and looked at her with a newfound admiration. He knew the feeling. Outside of investigating Briggs he didn't even have his first official case, but he already understood the feeling of doing whatever it took to get the job done. He could only imagine the satisfaction Paige would feel when she put Bobby Moi behind bars.

"Okay, mama, there's a lot in here," Charlie said, handing Paige the drink with the crushed birth control pills.

"Thanks, Charlie."

"Good luck." Charlie put her shoe back on as Paige walked past them.

"It was nice to meet you, Mike."

Mike's eyes widened as Paige slapped his ass.

Charlie smirked at him as Paige exited the bathroom. "Told you you'd like her."

Oh, he liked her all right.

Maybe too much.

He was screwed.

A/N: All the dialogue is from 1x02. I thought about tweaking it, but why mess with perfection? Thanks for reading and let me know what you think.