Perry laid on his bed and searched for a position to sleep. He was spoiled.

The last days he had slept with a female form curled around him and while he was not the type to cuddle (asleep or awake was unimportant) he certainly enjoyed having a soft and warm body in his bed.

Now with Heather gone and him sleeping alone again he had the time to think about Elliot.

It was unavoidable to think about her the way Heather manouvered them together.

Sex was different with her. Perry Cox always had a very specific type of woman he went after: attractive, strong personality, mean, ready to give him hell. There had been others that didn't fit that criteria as one night stands, but in relationships he surely went for this combination.

Elliot just fit the parameter about being attractive, and the definition of one night stand certainly didn't cover this.

Why had Heather tried to push them together?

OK, the sex had been great, he could do whatever he wanted with her, but she was Elliot. Insano Barbie.

They had nothing in common.

Somebody was at the door. A quick glance to the clock let him frown. A bit late for visitors, not that he normally had visitors. And it wasn't Jordan, she just let herself in whenever she wanted.

Elliot looked like a deer caught in the headlights when he opened the door.

She thought she would have an idea what to say but now that the moment was there and he stood before there was nothing there.

She automatically checked his sleeping attire. A robe over boxers. There was enough of his broad chest visible to make her internally wimper. A quick glance down.

No socks, no shoes. The man got his kick out of giving her a serious foot and leg fetish.

Controll, Elliot. He doesn't even know about this...

"Barbie?"

Cox winked his hand before her, a sure sign that this wasn't his first try of reaching her.

Frick

What the fuck was wrong with the chit?

Elliot collected herself. She focussed on his face. "Can I stay here tonight?"

For a few seconds he didn't react at all.

Then he just opened the door a bit wider and she slipped through.

AN: Yes, unbelievable, I still exist. I won't bore you with the details, but a lot happened in my life in the last 1 1/2 years and while I didn't stop writing I was stumped for this story. Hope this 2 little chappies will get me back in the flow. -antra