Annie was having a great time. They were a team. She was seeing Abed in a new way. He was very cool. She didn't want this to end.

She didn't understand the feelings she was having. Was she actually attracted to Abed? She tried to tell herself that it was only because he was being Han Solo, but she knew better. She wasn't a kid. She knew he wasn't really Han Solo. It was Abed standing next to her. It was Abed's face that she was stealing glances at. She had an overwhelming desire to kiss him.

But it was Abed. She couldn't read him the way she could read Jeff. Had he even noticed that she was female? Did he feel any attraction to her at all? She couldn't tell.

She had wondered what it would be like to kiss Abed. He had almost kissed her that time he was practicing approaching a girl. She had been surprised to find herself disappointed that he hadn't.

Where was her mind at? She had to get a hold of herself. Stop it, she told herself sternly, but it was no use. Now that her thoughts had turned in this direction she couldn't seem to think about anything else. Her pulse was racing with excitement.

"Kiss me Abed," she wanted to say, but she couldn't. What had those other girls said to him, she wondered. How had they approached him? Annie was becoming flustered trying to imagine Abed in a passionate situation.

Beside her Abed was as calm and unemotional as ever. He was completely unaware of the turbulent thoughts raging through her mind. Not knowing what else to say, she asked him if he would still be Han Solo after they were dead.

"Afraid not, Doll," he said. "Once I'm gone, I'm gone."

"Oh," she said and turned away to hide her disappointment at his lack of a reaction to the signals that she was sending out. He probably hadn't even noticed. She was crazy to expect Abed to be able to read her body language.

Suddenly, he grabbed her and brought his mouth down on hers. It was like he had read her mind. She gave herself over to the sensation of his lips on hers. No, she definitely didn't want this to end.

A kind of electricity sparked between them. It coursed quickly through her body and made all her nerve endings tingle. It was exhilarating. She felt so completely alive.

As their kiss intensified, heat unfurled in her belly and started a slow burn throughout her body. Who knew that it could be like this with Abed? That he could ignite this fire within her. Her arms came up of their own accord to wrap around his neck. His hands were caressing her back.

And his mouth. His mouth was plundering hers and drinking in her increasingly shallow breaths. She felt the hard planes of his body press against hers. She felt a longing for more. She didn't know what. More of him, she guessed.

Annie had lost her virginity to her high school boyfriend. It had been awkward and embarrassing for both of them. She had made love with Vaughn. That had been sweet and pleasant. But even then she had not experienced the wild emotions that she was feeling now. And Abed was only kissing her. Her temperature skyrocketed as she wondered what it would be like if he did more than kiss her.

Then he pulled away from her. It was only then that she realized that they were covered in paint. The paintball game. Annie had forgotten all about it. She had been totally consumed with Abed.

Annie felt overheated. She was dismayed that Abed seemed so calm. She couldn't even speak.

Abed looked at her. "Cool," was all he said.

Then he turned and walked away. He just left her to deal alone with the state of havoc he had created within her. Annie didn't know how she was going to cool down.

What was wrong with him? How could he kiss her like that and just walk away like he hadn't felt a thing?

Had it all been about the role he was playing? Had he not enjoyed their kiss? No, she didn't believe that. He had kissed her for far too long for him not to be into it. And his hands had caressed her back. This was not helping her to tame her raging hormones. She had to stop thinking about it.

She had to return her focus to the game. She didn't even know if anyone was still playing. Later on she would ponder the puzzle that was Abed. Cool, he had said. No, Annie thought, it was hot. It was very hot, Abed.