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When Adam woke up, he decided to have a shower. As he neared the shower, his sister came out. With her, a waft of Guava, vanilla and green tea followed her.

"Why do you smell like McGill?" Adam questioned. "And why are you using that bathroom? You have an on-suite"

"Cause her stuff smells nice and she said I could use some," Phoebe told him as she dried her hair. "It's all in the bathroom so I couldn't help myself."

Adam rolled his eyes before walking into the bathroom. Having a shower when all he could smell was Esmeralda was… odd, to say the least. When he was finished, he went into the living room to scold Esmeralda and tell her to remove her properties from the bathroom when she wasn't using it. He wished the Plummer would hurry up and fix his on-suite. Stupid pipes! Entering the living room, he found his sisters, mother and Esmeralda all talking together.

"McGill, get your stuff out of the bathroom," Adam demanded.

Esmeralda looked over at him before turning her head away bashfully. Adam couldn't work out why until he looked down and saw that he was just in a towel and he was still dripping wet.

"Only if you go get dressed," Esmeralda bargained. Adam chose not to point out that Esmeralda's denim short-shorts and tie-die tank-top that showed her navel weren't much more coverage then he had.

Mrs. Banks looked at the two teens in amusement. "Don't worry, Adam, we were just telling Essie how she can sleep in the guest bedroom now."

"Now, why is it that I couldn't when I first got here?" Esmeralda asked out of curiosity.

"Oh, well, my mud covered brother and his friends thought it would be fun to skate in the house just as Malinka walked over to the linens cupboard and went to put away the laundry. The boys lost control and they all crashed into the linens cupboard making the linens in the cupboard and in Malinka's basket fall all over them and get covered in mud. It was the day before we went to the bowling ally so Malinka hadn't finished cleaning them." Phoebe shook her head at Adam.

"Okay, so which guest room am I in?"

"The one with an on-suite, that way Adam doesn't have to shower in a bathroom that smells like you," Maria joked.

"And you and Phoebe can't steal my products." Esmeralda smiled at the thought.

"You said we could, didn't you?" Phoebe asked, unsure now.

"Yes, I was joking." Esmeralda shyly looked at Adam. "You get dressed and I'll get my stuff."

"…And that sounds like you two are planning something," Maria added to the end.

"No, Maria, if we were planning something, she wouldn't tell me to get dressed," Adam corrected his sister before turning and walking upstairs to his bedroom. Esmeralda had followed him upstairs but didn't say anything as she headed to the bathroom to grab her smelly products and put them in the on-suite in the main guest room.

Esmeralda's eyes widened the moment they landed on Adam. Her mouth dried and she looked away out of fear of doing something stupid if she kept looking at him. He had walked down stairs and ordered her to get her things out of the bathroom. She guessed he didn't like the smell, her smell. She couldn't look at him though. He was standing there with only a towel around his waist for coverage and water dripping down his chest.

She had talked with Maria, Phoebe and Mrs. Banks for a little while before following Adam up the stairs to do as Adam had asked. She chose not to respond to his comment for it was causing her cheeks to heat up at the thought. As she followed him, she tried not to look at his back. Instead she focused on how evil Adam was at that particular moment for walking around with no top. When she got to the guest room, she put her things in the bathroom and started to make the bed. She had decided to save Malinka the trouble seeing as what the Ducks put her through. It obviously wasn't easy being the Banks house-keeper. At least she was in her thirties and happily married so she didn't have to worry about Adam walking around in nothing but a towel because she wouldn't notice. And if she did, she'd just scold him for risking a cold.

As Esmeralda struggled to pull the sheet over the Queen sized bed, she lost her footing and fell onto the bed with an 'oof'.

"Well this is a lovely site."

Esmeralda quickly turned over to see a male form standing in the door. It was Charlie Conway. "Hey, I'm just trying to make the bed."

"Trying being the key word," Charlie joked, moving into the room.

His movements obviously made Esmeralda uncomfortable because she jumped up and brushed herself off. All the while shooting looks at the empty doorway as though she expected to see someone there.

"What?" Charlie asked, moving closer to her. Esmeralda started to fidget as Charlie drew further into the door and more towards her. "Nice outfit, you could pass as Daisy Duke."

"Umm, thanks?" Esmeralda said uncertainly she was thankful that she had put her hair up using a clip, because her neck was heating up at the embarrassing scene happening.

Charlie smiled flirtatiously at her. They were the same height. Charlie lent forward and whispered in her ear, "Want help with the bed?"

Esmeralda drew back sharply. "No thank you," Esmeralda replied in a cutting voice.

"I was hoping you'd say that." Charlie smiled his friendly, slightly lopsided smile before stepping back and going over to the other side of the bed. "Come on, I'll help you. I was only doing that to see something." Charlie's eyes twinkled as though he had just discovered a secret that everyone one wanted to know but only he did.

Esmeralda took Charlie up on his offer to help but kept a wary eye on him the whole time. Just as they finished, the song 'Have a Nice day' by Bon Jovi started to play. Charlie looked around bemused, for the source of the song as Esmeralda calmly grabbed her handbag and pulled out her mobile. She looked at the id before pressing the talk button and putting it to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Essi, hey, you know you love me, right?"

"Clover, yes, I love you, now what do you want?" Esmeralda said.

Laughter issued from the other end. "I have to work and my father has to work and my mother has errands to run and there is this Essie look alike…"

"Say no more," Esmeralda cut her off. "I'll be over ones I sucker a ride out of Banks or Maria."

Laughter again. "Thank you, honey, see you soon, and good luck with the suckering."

"Thanks, see you soon."

"I can drive you," Charlie offered.

Esmeralda looked uncomfortable about that idea. "No, it's all right I don't want to put you out. I'll just ask Banks or Maria. I know Maria would agree in a heartbeat." Esmeralda walked out of the room before Charlie could say a word against it. She went and saw Adam first. He was strapping on his skates and hadn't even noticed Esmeralda. He and Charlie had plans to go skating. Instead of asking, she just stood in the doorway, watching him for a moment before deciding not to bother and walking off to find Maria. As Esmeralda had predicted, Maria agreed straight away.

Maria dropped Esmeralda off and she walked into the building and over to the elevator, pressing the button for the Harmon penthouse. The moment the elevator opened with a ding, Clover Harmon was beside her.

"Hi, thank you, bye." Clover kissed Esmeralda on the cheek before placing a bundle in Esmeralda's hands and walking into the elevator. "He looks more and more like you everyday." The honey-blonde haired, green eyes girl said before waving and hitting the ground floor button.

Esmeralda waved back before looking down at the bundle. She smiled as plain brown eyes looked back at her. The boy's hair was mahogany brown and was fine and short.

"Hello, my darling, Kevin, I've missed you," Esmeralda cooed, kissing him on the cheek. There was no doubting that there was a blood connection between Esmeralda and this boy. "I'd ask you what you've been up to, but you'll just say baby things. Do you want to hear about the better parts of my time?"

The boy smiled and giggled as he wiggled his feet happily. Esmeralda took that as a yes and started jiggling the boy as she talked. "Well, I saw Grandma who almost cried at your adorable picture, then the next day I went to the bowling ally with Maria and Phoebe, you know them, you threw up on Maria. And they had invited their brother and his hockey team. Oh, hockey is a dangerous sport we'll talk about maybe letting you play when you're older, depending on how many teeth you want to have when you're an adult. I think you'd like the Ducks, their kooky like your Aunty Phoebe and Aunty Maria. Their brother, Adam, was an old friend of my brother." At this the child pulled a pained expression and looked on the verge of tears. "Oh, no, honey, he's really nice, and sweet, and…" Esmeralda sighed happily as Kevin calmed down. "I think you'd really like him, as long as his wearing a shirt and is not dripping wet. Then again, you're a baby boy, so you wouldn't care like me. And no, I am not telling you why I care if he's shirtless and wet. Even when you're older."

Esmeralda looked after the infant for hours, all the while talking to him and reading him stories like he was older then ten months. She would sometimes talk to him in a baby voice, but she could tell, his eyes were slightly broken like hers, he knew a lot for his age. Thankfully, his weren't as bad as Esmeralda's.

Hope you liked, I'm thinking of starting another MD story. Still continuing on with this one of course. What'cha think?

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