A/N: Hahaha, I'm such a sucker for short loaded chapters.

Anyway, GUYS! THANK YOU SO MUCH for all the fantastic reviews! I'm sorry to put up a one-page chapter on here but hey, a girl could only do so much gutter material in a day. Lol! Haaaay, that's what happens when you're working on three fics at once.

Oh enough of this, and more of the story! Please review and thanks again!

"Uh… come again?" he managed to say. Stella repeated her sentence in the same tone. "Yeah, you are," Mac said in his head. Then he chastised himself for thinking such thoughts about his best friend. Stella's hair was sticking to her forehead, shoulders, his chin and cheeks. He was starting to sweat as well. At least, outside, there is air flowing.

"Aren't you?" she said, sitting up and pulling her hair away from her face. Her sweat was seeping through her clothes. He had to look away from her chest; the material was clinging to her form. She crossed her arms which only to accentuate her cleavage. If Mac doesn't look away now, he's going to lose it.

"No," he murmured trying to control his breaths. But really, his back was dripping in perspiration and his boxers are getting a wee bit tighter. Stella shrugged and turned her back to him, which doesn't really make a difference since she was now facing the mirrored door. "I can lose the overcoat though," he said, taking the article off and placing it on the floor in front of him.

"Fine," she huffed. What she did next, he didn't expect for all he's worth. Stella reached down to the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, leaving her in a black lace bra. Holding her discarded shirt to her front, she turned her head and said, "I don't know about you, Mac but I prefer some other way to lose weight."

Mac's jaw dropped. His reflexes weren't quick enough this time around. His eyes were glued at the half-naked Greek woman in front of him. He was staring at the expanse of back and lace displayed for his delight. Stella was posed like the Jennifer Love Hewitt 'Bare Naked' album cover (Lindsey couldn't believe that he's familiar with that). Her lips were moving he wasn't having any of it.

"Mac?" she finally yelled at him. He snapped back to reality with a fiery blush and his pants were really getting tight. She had a naughty smirk on her face. "With me?"

He felt around for his overcoat only to place it strategically between his legs. "Yeah, I am," he said with a little cough to calm his senses. The smirk is still here but the hand that was holding Stella's shirt to her chest isn't. Mac has a perfect view of Stella's bra-covered breasts. He had to close his eyes to suppress his urges. When he opened his eyes, Stella was leaning against the door with her legs outstretched. "You're not… shy, are you?" he joked.

Stella laughed, "What, is this a modesty issue, Mac?" she joked back. She has removed her shoes and socks as well and now she's removing his. When he began to protest, she leaned over and wrestled the footwear off him. But leaning over also meant giving him a 'better' view of her 'assets'. Stella knows the effect she's having on Mac and is working with it. "It's about time he cracks," she though to herself.

An hour has passed.

AliasCSINYFriendsER – yeah, the first time I heard that word, it cracked me up too. It's so guttery cute!

mj0621 – Lol, TPTB are sort of reading what we're talking about in ship discussions.

Kday89 – I totally agree! Working on the 35th floor does need a lot of elevator usage. :)

ChocoBetty – Stella has something in mind. She's using their situation in the elevator to execute her plan hahahaha…Lol, being stuck in an elevator is major scary, especially if you're alone. Good thing when I was stuck, I had five people with me. Hahahahah!

Christie Redfield – oh I don't feel sorry for either of them hahahah… it's destiny that they got stuck in there.

To everyone – MAJOR THANKS!