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** WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME SEXUAL CONTENT... YOU ARE WARNED... NONE THAT IT WOULD NEED A RATING OVER PG-13 ***

            Lizzie shut the door to the closet, and looked at Gordo. He just looked back at her and handed her his shirt.

"So," Gordo started, "Here's my shirt"

Lizzie took it from him and just looked at him, his face was flushed. She hadn't told anyone but she had developed a crush on Gordo. This was just not what she needed right now. To be stuck in a dimly lit closet with the person she was not supposed to be having feelings for. She loved Nate, at least she thought she did, until this stupid thing with Gordo, popped into her life. Forget about him McGuire, she scolded herself, he just thinks of you as a friend. And that's a good thing, Lizzie thought, because if he told me he loved me right now, I would have no choice but to jump him. She giggled to herself.

"What's so funny?" Gordo asked obviously amused.

"Nothing, I was just thinking to myself, this is pretty funny you know, Nate was all worried something would happen in here... psh..." She scoffed.

" Yea .." Gordo just smiled at her.

" So we better get this over with" Lizzie told him not making eye contact, this is so embarrassing, she though. Gordo had never seen her in her underwear, vice versa. Well, she thought, bathing suits are just like underwear, NO.. It isn't the same. Lizzie was wearing a thong! It was the only pair of underwear you couldn't see through. Her jeans earlier were so tight she had to. This was going to suck, bad. Lizzie took off her tank top and held it out for Gordo. She knew what he was looking at, she wasn't stupid. She had on a push up bra, and it was very flattering.

" Uh.. Thanks" Gordo put it on. Lizzie laughed, it was way too tight on him and he looked very, very much like a homosexual flash dancer.  He smiled at her, once again.

" Are you sure this shirt doesn't make me look fat?" He joked in a squeaky voice.

" Gordo, are you kidding, nothing could make you look fat, by the way, nice abs" She joked back at him. Ok McGuire not so bad, crack some more jokes, lighten the mood. She glanced at Gordo was staring at her chest…

"Um… Gordo... Hello" She joked again " I know you a guy, don't even bother using that excuse"

"Well you complimented me on my abs.. so I dunno"  Gordo smiled at her.

"Don't start" She warned, she playfully shoved him.

"Hey, no touching" Gordo told her and Lizzie just smiled at him.

There was a knock on the door and Lizzie heard Ethan's voice,

"Uh you guys, like what you are doing in there, shouldn't you be done already" Then he whispered " Nate is getting kinda ticked"

"Ok Ethan, yea we are almost done, tell Nate to keep his pants on" Gordo told him.

Another joke, a less subtle one, but a joke all the same. Gordo looked at Lizzie with a serious expression on his face. Lizzie immediately realized she was still standing there clutching Gordo's shirt. She had not put it on yet, why? She quickly slipped the shirt over her head.

"Don't you look cute" Gordo smile grinned at her.

"Why thank you" She curtsied. It felt so good wearing Gordo's shirt. She inhaled, it smelled good too. What about Nate? Lizzie kept second guessing her self. She knew she was good with Nate, and she knew the way Nate felt about her. It was so secure, with Gordo, she wasn't sure, and that scared her.

. For some reason, with his shirt on hit felt like she had just slept with him, how psychotic of a thought was that. Lizzie you are a weirdo, a definite psychopath. Gordo then took off his sweat pants and handed them to her. All he had on were his smiley face boxers. He looked so cute. She hesitated taking off her pajama pants because of the whole thong issue, but whatever she did it anyway.. Luckily Lizzie had on Gordo's shirt and it covered her underwear so he couldn't see it. She handed her pants to Gordo and he struggled to get into them. Lizzie turned around to pick up Gordo's sweat pants. Oh no. She forgot, she had on a thong. Lizzie prayed the shirt covered the back when she crouched down to get the pants.  And when she did, she heard a sharp intake of breathe from the one and only other person in the room

" Lizzie, whoa.." Was all he said. " Lizzie, whoa.." Was all he said.

" Stop staring ok.. I wasn't expecting to have to do this" She didn't even meet his eyes.

She slowly turn around, only to see Gordo's mouth was hanging open.

"I uh  ... um yea" He stuttered, which caused her to hit him, his mouth was still hanging open so she slowly reached over and pushed it shut with her fingers. She felt the shock go through her hand, did he feel it too? Probably not, Lizzie quickly pulled on Gordo's sweat pants and handed him her slippers, which he tried to put them on.

"Ok you ready?" She looked at Gordo who looked like he wanted to die. She grabbed his hand and pushed open the door.