"What are you guys doing?" They heard from behind them.
Chandler let go of Monica and turned around to the sound of the voice, to see Ross standing there.
"Uh, nothing man, we were just talking. What's up?" Chandler replied nervously.
"Are you sure that's all was going on? It looked like you guys were about to kiss…" Ross said.
"No, what are you talking about? Why would Monica and I be kissing?" Chandler asked. Trying not to stutter over his words, he wasn't scared of Ross, but when it came to Monica he kind of was. He looked over at Monica who had yet to say anything; she looked about as shocked as he was at being interrupted.
"Ok then, if you guys say so. That's just what it looked like is all." Ross said still looking at both of them unsure. "Have either of you seen Rachel?"
"Uh no, we just got back from dinner actually, I haven't even been in my apartment yet. She should be in there though I'm assuming." Monica replied finally saying something.
"Ok, I'll just go check." Ross said walking past the both of them and into Monica and Rachel's apartment. As soon as they heard the door click shut, Monica and Chandler immediately looked at each other.
"Well…he has a way of ruining the moment huh?" Chandler smiled at her.
"Yeah, I know right. Maybe it was for the best though, we shouldn't be kissing each other anyway." She replied not really meaning what she was saying.
"If you say so, but I know you want me Mon." Chandler said smugly. With a smile on his face he kept looking at her as he started backing up towards his apartment, then he turned and walked in without saying another word.
Monica stood there not sure what to say. She had a smile on her face, and she was thinking about what Chandler just said. She was wondering if he was joking or not, it seemed as though he was being serious…yet he had a smile on his face. She shook her head and walked into her apartment, no one was in the living room so she assumed that Rachel was home and Ross was in her bedroom with her. She put her purse on the kitchen table and walked into her bedroom. She changed into her pajamas and crawled under the warm covers into bed. She laid there staring up at the ceiling thinking about her…date, dinner, whatever it was with Chandler earlier. She had to admit that she really did have a good time, and she thought about how Chandler was always able to make her feel better. She smiled at the thought of him. She didn't know what had been going on between them the past few days, but she liked it. She decided to try and stop thinking about him and turned over on her side to go to sleep.
Across the hall in his apartment, Chandler was also lying awake in bed. He didn't know what had gotten into his tonight. He was acting completely out of character. He never made a pass or said the things to any girl that he was saying to Monica earlier. He didn't know what it was, but whenever he got around her he just had the courage to say and do whatever he felt at the moment. The weird thing was that she was actually responding back to everything that he did. When he flirted, she flirted back, and when he had almost kissed her he knew she was ready for it. He didn't know what to think, but he was pretty sure that he was started to get a crush on her. 'But it's Monica.' He thought. 'She's like your best friend.' On the other hand, she's beautiful, and amazing, and so many other things, he thought. He didn't know what to do, but he decided to try to not think about it, so that he could get some sleep. He rolled over and shut his eyes and tried to block her out of his mind.
The next morning everyone was over and Monica and Rachel's apartment, talking and having breakfast, when Chandler walked in.
"Hey, morning." He said, his eyes immediately met Monica's and they smiled at each other.
Various 'Hello's' came from everyone and he walked over to grab a cup of coffee. As soon as he started over that way Monica did as well.
"Hey." He said quietly smiling.
"Hey yourself." She replied.
"You already can't stay away from me I see." He grabbed the pot of coffee and filled up his cup, then looked up at her for her reaction.
"Since when did you become so cocky Chandler?" She said.
"I'm not cocky; I'm just stating what I see." He turned around and joined his group of friends that were gathered around the table listening to Joey story. Monica poured more coffee into her cup and then turned and looked over towards Chandler. She shook her head and smiled and walked over to join her friends as well.
Later that day Monica was in the apartment cleaning when Chandler walked in.
"Hey gorgeous." He said
"Hey yourself." She replied putting away the rest of the cleaning supplies she had out.
"Is that the only thing you can ever say to me?" He asked with a smile on his face.
She laughed and replied, "Well, what else do you want me to say?"
"Well…I don't know, but that's twice in one day you've said that. I mean c'mon be a little more creative." He said winking at her.
She laughed. "Ok, I'll try."
"Good, you better." He said playfully.
"Oh yeah, or what?" She asked.
"You don't wanna know what." He replied.
"That's only because you don't have anything." She said.
"Yeah, that's what you think, but see that's all part of the plan…you'll see." He said as he slowly started walking towards her.
She started backing up until she ran into the couch and realized she had no where else to go. He was still walking towards her smiling, and she didn't know what he was about to do. He got within about a foot of her and stopped. She just looked at him curiously, wondering what kind of plans he had up his sleeve. He was still smiling at her and she smiled back, and that's when he lunged forward and grabbed her and started tickling her relentlessly.
"Chandler! Stop, stop it!" She yelled laughing.
He started laughing too, "And you thought I didn't have anything huh?"
"Ok, ok, I believe you let me go, stop!" She said still laughing. She tried to grab his arms to stop him, but he was too strong for her. "Have you been working out or something, how are you stronger than me?"
"I've always been stronger than you." He replied. He had stopped tickling her, but he had her arms still held and was holding them in the front of her while he stood behind her.
"No you haven't. You have been working out haven't you?" She turned her head and looked at him and smiled.
"Yeah…ok…you got me, I have, but so? I'm not allowed to work out?" He said faking being upset.
She laughed. "I never said that. It's nice though I like it."
"How do you know? Your only seeing my arms, you haven't even seen the rest of me…yet" He said.
"Well your arms are nice, and what makes you think I am going to or even want to see the rest of you." She replied.
"Something just tells me that you want to babe." He said smugly, he released his grip on her a little bit, and when he did she broke free and turned around to face him.
"You have gotten so cocky. It must be all that working out your doing huh?" She asked.
He laughed. "I'm not cocky; I just know you want me."
"Wow, I'm glad you think you know me so well." She replied.
"I do…wanna make a bet?" He said trying to liven things up a bit.
"Before I answer that what are we betting on?" She asked.
"I bet you that I can have you begging for me." He replied.
"HA! Your so gonna lose, I will definitely bet on that. There's not a chance in hell I would ever beg for you. If anything you'd be the one begging for ME!" She said liking the way this was going.
"Ok you're on" He replied and they shook on it, both already thinking of ways that they could beat the other one.