Lime green underwear / the ice melting / a vampire

Averman's POV

That little demon kicked me in the ribs! I can't believe she just did that and after I kissed her like that, I mean if we'd been at the rink the ice would be melting right now. I'll never kiss her again, mark my words. No more mind twisting, lip wrestling sessions with me… Well, maybe one more.

She's sitting across from me with her arms folded and a scowl on her face, I have to tell you Taz McDonald is sort of cute when she's angry. I've never noticed that before now but, she sort of looks like a pixie and pixies are adorable. I wonder what will happen if I tell her that. What's the worst that can happen, she'll get mad at me and kick me again? I think I can take it, I play hockey for Christ's sake.

"You know, Taz, you have the cutest little features, like a fairy or pixie or something." Oh there you go Averman, open your mouth, insert your foot, chew, swallow and repeat. God I'm a stooge.

"You think so?" She smiles and uncrosses her arms.

"Yeah…" Okay what else do I say now? See, this is why I don't date often, I'm so bad at talking to girls. "It's nice, sort of like a real life Thumbelina and she married a prince."

Taz blushes and turns her face quickly trying to keep me from seeing, I didn't miss it though. I actually made her blush. Let me tell you something else, she's even cuter when you cheeks are all red like that. I'm really starting to see what Charlie likes about her. She's definitely different than every other girl in looks and personality and that's not such a bad thing.

I clear my throat and look around the elevator to avoid eye contact. "So, uh, what do you think of me?"

"I think you look like a leprechaun."

"Well, gee, thanks so much."

That's a little insulting, I tell her she's adorable, she says I look like the Lucky Charms guy. Talk about a pop to the old ego. There goes my self-esteem.

"No, it's a good thing. I'm Irish remember, I like leprechauns."

Now it's my turn to blush, soon my face matches my hair and you can't even see my freckles. Is it hot in here, or is it just me?

"I see. Um, well if you're a pixie and I'm a leprechaun, think of the funny little fairy tale couple we could be." There I go again, talking without thinking, this is why I'm always getting myself in trouble.

"We'd have some funny looking kids wouldn't we?"

"Yeah, bright red hair and purple eyes."

"Or purple haired with freckles and big glasses."

I laugh. "Yeah, they'd get picked on at school."

Taz nods. "Probably. But hey we get picked on and we survived."

"True, I bet they could take it."

For a second we just sort of sit here looking at each other, I'd really like to kiss her again. But then that's a little forward of me to just assume I can. I could ask, but that may screw up the nice little sexual tension that's building here. Plus what if she says no?

Then as if reading my mind she asks. "Are you going to kiss me again Les?"

Les, in the years I've known her she's never called me Les before. I sort of like that, it's good to hear my real name sometimes. Every once in a while I forget that I have one. Still I think I may make her work for another kiss, now that I know she wants one. Maybe as much as I want to give one to her.

"You'll have to earn it." I declare.

"What do you want?" Taz queries, suspect. "I'm always up for a dare."

Hmmm, always up for a dare, that's good. I know what I want. I shouldn't, I really shouldn't, there's a nun right there. I'm going to ask anyway. "Let me see your panties."

"What?!?"

It's hard to tell if that was a disgusted, angry, or shocked exclamation. Please don't let her kick me again. Then she grins mischievously and I shudder, that can't be good. "I'll show you mine, if you show me yours."

Instantly I feel my face go paler then a sheet. That's not the answer I was expecting. Especially since I'm not wearing any underwear today. I haven't gotten around to washing my laundry this week, so as the moment I'm sort of, um, let's just say hanging free.

"You don't want me to do that, trust me."

"Oh yes, yes I do. Come on I'll go first." Taz stands, unzips the fly on her jeans and slips out of her pants. "Your turn."

She's wearing these hot lime green panties. I think I'm going to have a heart attack right now. Alight Lester calm down. I gulp, stand and freeze. 'Come on it's put up or get up' I coax myself. The next thing I know I'm butt bare and fancy free, but I think I killed Mary Martha. Note to self: Don't go commando ever again.

Taz bites her lip and I don't know if she's trying not to laugh, or puke. This is not the situation I wanted to be in the first time a girl sees Captain Winky in all his glory. "It's obviously not cold in here is it?"

"Uh, no." I yank my pants back up and stand there feeling like a fool.

"Okay, kiss me now."

Oh yeah I almost forgot about that, with the trauma of standing here naked from the waist down and all. So I gather the nerve and kiss her once more. This time she accidentally bites my lip and I step back and call her a vampire, then lean in again.