A/N – "Thoughts"

Part 2 – Sparks Make Fire

After the reception, Lizzie and Tom, the immediate families, Miranda, and Gordo went to the apartment Lizzie used to share with Miranda. As the families watched the newlyweds open their gifts, Miranda walked to the kitchenette where Gordo was leaning against the counter just watching from the background.

Smirking she watched him take a drink from the beer bottle he was holding, "How much have you had to drink?" she asked him.

"Enough to make you look good," he said sarcastically.

"Hmm," Miranda said before swiping the bottle of his hand and taking a drink. "There's not enough alcohol in the world to make you look good," she shot back.

A few seconds later, hearing giggling in the background, Lizzie passed the gift she had in her hands to Tom, looked up and grinned as she watched them. Gordo had Miranda wrapped tightly with one arm as he tried to get his beer bottle back from her with his other. But Miranda refused to give it up and she was squirming in his arms trying to break free. Miranda was giggling, trying hard not to just burst out laughing and attracting everyone's attention and slowly Gordo was starting to laugh under his breath as well.

"They're like two little kids," Lizzie said with a smirk. "They're so perfect for each other."

After the families had left and Lizzie had gone with Tom to their new apartment to spend the night before they left for their honeymoon, Miranda and Gordo were lounging on the couch.

"Its gonna suck trying to find a new roommate," Miranda said as she kicked off her heels and then sighing in relief.

"You can't afford this place by yourself?" Gordo asked as he grabbed her legs and put her feet on his lap.

Looking at him with a smirk and arched eyebrows, "I could but I'd just get by." She then let out a happy whimper as he gently started to massage the arches of her feet. Gordo chuckled softly as he watched Miranda's head fall back a little and a small smile tug at her lips.

"You wanna watch a movie or something? I really don't feel like going home."

She snickered softly as she rested her head against the back of the couch, "Can't get enough of my sparkling personality?"

"Don't push it," he shot back with a smirk. "You got anything else to drink? Did we finish the beer?"

"I think so," Miranda mumbled. "What's with you? I've never seen you drink this much."

Gordo shrugged, "I don't know. I just like the numb feeling."

Looking at him for a moment, she sat up and moved so she was sitting next to him. Pulling her legs underneath her, she draped her arm across the back of the couch. "What's wrong?"

Another side of their relationship was that Miranda and Gordo could open up to each other about almost anything.

"Its not so much Lizzie getting married but that almost everyone I know is in some kind of a couple."

"I'm not," she said softly. Not thinking real clearly, Miranda reached out and gently stroke his cheek.

Gordo smiled softly as she felt her touch. "You remember what happened last time we kissed?"

The first and only time they kissed was spring break senior year of college. Miranda's grandparents had rented a condo in Cabo San Lucas every year but because they couldn't use it that year, they let Miranda use it. While everyone had been invited, only Gordo came with her.

One night, Miranda had bought a bottle of tequila and she persuaded Gordo to do shots all night. Once the bottle was finished and they were completely smashed, Miranda and Gordo started kissing and stumbled into one of the bedrooms. They started fooling around but before they could far, they both passed out on top of each other.

"I remember," she told him with a smile, "We never finished what we started either."

Gordo looked at her in surprise but still smirked when he felt her start to toy with his hair. Putting his hand on her skirt, over her leg and he stared into her black eyes, he couldn't help but smile as he saw them dance with a small sparkle in them.

"You want to finish what we started?"

Miranda leaned forward against his chest and kissed him. Pulling back a little, "What do you think?" she whispered.

Quickly pulling her completely onto his lap, he quickly brought his lips to hers. As they furiously kissed, their hands were busy pulling the other's clothes off. Tossing his jacket and shirt, and her dress aside, Gordo picked Miranda up and she wrapped her legs around his chest as he carried her into her bedroom.

Dropping onto the bed, they quickly lost the remainder of their clothes and made love for the rest of the night.

As morning came, Miranda awoke to a dull pain in the back of her head. Groaning, she slowly opened her eyes and smiled a little as she was face to face with Gordo, who was still asleep. Stretching like a cat, Miranda felt every muscle in her body ache. Miranda grinned as she heard him groan softly as her body brushed against his.

Carefully moving off him and off the bed, not so much as to keep from waking him but cause her head was in such a fog, she stumbled into the living room. "Coffee. I need coffee."

Feeling a chill and realizing she was naked, Miranda reached down and scooped up Gordo's discarded dress shirt. Putting it on, she buttoned the middle three buttons and she smiled as she liked how it felt on her. "Too bad this was a one night thing, I could definitely get used to that." Sighing and instantly scolding herself for even thinking that.

Grabbing the filters and coffee, she quickly set up the coffee maker and then leaned back against the counter and closed her eyes. Not really sure how long she had been standing like that but as she heard the coffee maker winding down, Miranda felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist and pull her against his chest.

"No. This will just make things complicated. Its supposed to be no strings attached, just one stupid night." But the rational part of her brain shut up and she wrapped her arms around his chest and rested her face in the crook of his neck. Feeling him against her, she knew he was only wearing his dress pants and they were only buttoned, the belt hanging open.

"Gordo, we shouldn't be doing this. It was supposed to be a fling, we're just going to make this more complicated," Miranda mumbled against his neck.

"Why?" he said and then pulled his head back so he could look at her. Looking into her eyes, "Why does this have to be just a one night stand?" Gordo watched as Miranda got an angry look on her face and while bracing himself for a tirade, he refused to let her go.

"Cause I'm not just gonna be used for sex! I deserve better than that!" Miranda roared as she struggled to get out of Gordo's grip.

"I'm not talking about just sex," he said to her and she stopped struggling against him. "I want to have a real relationship with you." He then let go of her and stepped back.

A little dazed and confused she walked to the counter and poured two cups of coffee. Handing one to Gordo, "We can't. We were just two lonely people trying to feel something."

"So what? We both know there is something between us and I think we should give it a chance. Who's to say that wasn't just the start of something. Something special we could have."

"But…But…" Miranda was struggling to find a reason.

"Just give it a chance. Look, I'll give you some time to think it over and we can talk, tonight," Gordo said as he started to pick up his clothes. "Please, just think about it," he said and then disappeared into the bedroom to get the rest of his clothes.

Sighing, "Fine, I'll think about it but I'm not changing my mind," she told him as he came back out.

Gordo smirked at her, "Just think about it, that's all I ask," and then he kissed her cheek. "Keep the shirt, it looks good on you," he said before putting on his t-shirt, buckling his pants, and putting his shoes on, "I come by around seven," he said as he left.

"Alright," she said defeated. She hated how she knew this was a bad idea but couldn't help but like how it felt being with him. "This sucks."