A/N: Sorry this drabble is so short but i don't get as much time as i would like writing. :) Cookies to anyone who can pick out my little homage to one of doc-trigger's drabbles, it was what spawned this mad idea. Enjoy, Review, Read on!
Penguin
Guilt
He knew he should've felt guilty, but it wasn't his fault that she just happen to place her favourite mug right out in the open like that where it could be stolen...or worse smashed as was the case here. She had her arms crossed over her chest and a frown marring her pretty face. Eric just shrugged as she continued to glare ominously.
"Well are you going to explain yourself?" she asked, tapping her foot impatiently.
"Well it isn't my fault" he said, "honestly!" he added as her eyebrow rose up in indignation. Her next looks promised something worse than death.
"I hope you don't think that you will be getting any…"Taylor was abruptly cut off as Eric threw himself across the room at her.
"I'm sorry honey, whatever was I thinking" Eric practically pleaded, "I'll find some way to…uh…make it up to you" The way his eyes just raked over her body told her exactly how he was going to make it up to her. Taylor smirked inwardly. She shouldn't have felt guilty, but it was his fault that he just couldn't resist her. Really, it was.