A/N: This was from a tumblr prompt and I actually wrote this months ago and posted on tumblr, but not over here. I forgot I had a stand alone drabble series...oops. Look for a oneshot or ficlet to be posted later this week.


"It's late." Mike ran his fingers through Paige's damp hair as she settled into bed.

"Surveillance took forever."

"Jesus!" Mike exclaimed, jerking away from Paige's ice-cold feet. "Put some socks on."

"Mike..." Paige pouted, trying to slide her feet beneath his legs. "I hate wearing socks, just warm me up." Paige kissed his neck, "I could beat the shit out of you," Paige whispered, before nipping his ear lobe.

That was an understatement. But should it be turning him on?

"I know." He rolled them over, pinning Paige to the bed. "I have a better idea to warm you up."