"You walked in on Chris in the shower?" Phoebe grinned.
"Please don't remind me." Paige moaned. "He's our whitelighter and . . . "
"You saw his orbs." Phoebe burst out laughing.
"It's not funny." Chris said, pulling a shirt on.
"Demon rash, all better?" Paige asked, avoiding Chris's eyes.
"Thanks to Leo."
Phoebe, however, was staring at him.
"What?" Chris glared at her.
"Nothing."
Chris rolled his eyes. "Thanks for the invitation, Piper, but I think I'll skip dinner." He orbed away before they could reply.
"Nice work, Phoebe." Piper glared at her. "He's our whitelighter, he looks like he could be our kid brother and you're sitting there . . ."
"wanting to know how good he looked." Paige jumped in. "It's just a little bit wrong."
"I know." Phoebe admitted. "So?"
"More Tommy Hillfiger than Calvin Klein but not too shabby."
"Really." Phoebe said with a smile.
"Forget it, Phoebe." Piper scolded. "The Elders would never allow another whitelighter/charmed one marriage. And Chris knows you too well."
"Not as well as Paige knows him."
"Oh shut up."
