Me: Update time! Let's do the update dance.

Drew: Let's not.

May: Aw, why not?

Drew: No.

Me: Well you sucked all the fun out of this intro…and many others.

Drew: Good.

May: Rolyn owns nothing.

Playing Doctor

I shoved my clothes in the dryer and punched in the setting before walking away back into the kitchen. My clothes should dry soon, but for now I was wearing one of Drew's t-shirts that had his name written across the front in bold green and his sweatpants which I had to tighten a good amount for them to stay up.

My first mission was to get him up to his bed and after an argument and a swift kick in the butt he was in his room. I smiled at that successful mission. My next mission as Drew Hayden's personal Nurse was to make him a nice bowl of chicken ramen. I loved ramen so it was practically the only dish that I was really good at.

I searched the many cabinets of his oversized kitchen and finally found a pot to cook the stuff in and a bowl for him to eat out of. This house was way over the top and to think he lives here on his own, minus the maids and butlers that weren't here at the moment.

I hummed as I gather ingredients from the fridge and cubbard so that this ramen could be the best I ever made. My food isn't five star which is probably what this guy is fed on a regular basis but I don't really care.

"You're way too cheerful." I jumped and nearly dropped the pot of water I was carrying to the stove. I turned to glared at the owner of the voice and of course it would be Drew; who else would it be?

"Thank you for making me nearly jump out of my skin Mr. Pop-out-of-nowhere." I responded as I returned to my task at hand. Once I had gotten the pot on the stove top and turned to face him again with my hands on my hips. "Aren't you supposed to be in bed? And didn't I tell you to put a shirt on like an hour ago?"

Yup, still walking around shirtless. I think he just enjoys the attention, or he enjoys teasing me, or maybe both.

"I got bored so I thought I'd check up on my favorite brunette." He said with a fake smile. I snorted and rolled my eyes. "And this is my house I can walk around naked if I wanted to."

"I'd rather you not." I groaned cringing at the thought. "Shirtless is enough." I added as I felt heat rush to my cheeks. I hate it when I blushed, it gave me away.

"Is there ever enough when it comes to us?" He asked. I don't know how but he had made his way across the kitchen and was standing right in front of me. I was probably too lost in thought to notice. I swallowed and took a step back.

"What 'us' are you referring to?" I retorted crossing my hands over my chest. I didn't come out as confident as I wanted to. This guy was quickly breaking me down. I hate that he's able to do that! I have to keep my front up or it will look like I have feelings for him and I don't…I think.

"You know May…us." He said getting me up against the kitchen table which was now blocking my path. I curse all kitchen tables after today.

Okay, caught between a kitchen table and a hot shirtless guy…that's not a weird situation at all right? I don't understand what he's trying to pull either but the mischevious look in his and that smirk is just a giveaway. That's what got me anxious.

"I can honestly say I have no clue what you're talking about." I said gripping onto the table behind me. He laughed lightly cupping my cheek in his hand and gently stroking it with his thumb. I didn't need a mirror to tell me how deep I was blushing right now. My cheeks were on fire and I only hoped he couldn't tell.

"Why don't I clear things up for you…" He said in a tone just above a whisper before leaning in closer to me. I leaned back as far as I could go but the situation was all too tempting. I just closed my eyes and waited but then…

BOOM!

I screamed and jumped into Drew's arms at the large roll of thunder. It was followed by a huge strike of lighting that lit up the dark gray sky and then the lights went out. I groaned as I still gripped onto him for dear life. I hated thunder storms for two reasons, they scared me and the power went out.

"Are you sure you're not afraid of thunder?" he asked. The mock was apparent in his voice and even in the dark I thought I could still see his smirk.

"P-Positive…" I stuttered shaking a bit from the shock and anxiety.

"Whatever you say." He sighed. The lights suddenly came back on and the Kitchen was back to life; he probably has a back up generator. I looked at the position we were in and noticed he was holding me bridal style and he looked to have no intention of putting me down.

"Can you put me down. I was sorta doing something." I said flatly while looking at him through half lidded eyes. Being this close to him made me go way over nervous.

"Okay." He set me down on the table and put a hand on either side of me cutting off my escape. I felt as though I was being held captive by a very persistant captor.

"Drew, I meant get out of my way." I said narrowing my eyes at him. He smirked and shook his head.

"Nope, I'd rather have you right here." He said leaning forward. I bent back until I was laying on my back on the table. "Are you trying to make things easier for me?"

"Not really." I sighed as I smiled fakely and pushed him back with my feet. I jumped off the table and picked up a wooden spoon. I held it like a sword and waved it at him. "Back!" I ordered. He took a step away from me and I grinned.

"Good boy now stop trying to be all 'you-know-you-want-me' and get back to bed!" I ordered pointing my spoon to the kitchen exit. He smirked and shrugged before turning to leave. "And make sure next time I see you, you're wearing a shirt and stop being all 'look-at-my-abs', jeez!"

I heard him laugh as he left and I couldn't help but smile softly. Despite his cocky arrogant high and might voice, his laugh was cute. I'll give him that

Short again, I know, but cute!

May: Drew's such a player…

Drew: Am not!

Me: Shut up!

Drew: Whatever, Pweez Review