A/N: Feedback's been great guys, I wasn't sure if I wanted to go all the way with this, but now I defintitely will, so keep it up.

Boxer turned around and looked at the boys already distracted with their banter and walked into the living room.

"You got some nerve calling here…" Boxer said.

"Boxer, I didn't call to get in a fight with you-"

"Well Drew's not available. Ever."

"I didn't call to talk to him, I called to talk to you." Abby said.

"Forgive me but I'm not exactly up for small talk." Boxer looked over her shoulder to make sure they couldn't hear her.

"Fine, don't say I didn't warn you." Abby mumbled. Boxer could feel herself about to lose her nerves.

"Do not call my home and threaten me. Don't call again ever, not for me, Drew or anyone else, or you'll be sorry." Boxer spat before she clicked the phone off. She huffed in frustration and turned around to see Wade and Drew standing in the doorway of the kitchen.

"That was Abby, wasn't it?" Drew asked.

"I'm sorry." She cringed.

"Don't be. I forgot what a little spitfire we have on our hands." She giggled when Drew ruffled the top of her head.

"I can put it off another week." Wade said.

"Yeah let's see how that works out." Boxer said as she walked him to the car.

"I'm gonna be there for hours." Wade complained about the DMV.

"Suck it up, ya big baby." Drew threw in, looking up from his motorcycle.

"Hey pretty boy, stay over there." Wade warned.

"Get a move on." Boxer gave Wade a kiss before nudging him into the car. She winked as he pulled off then sat on the ground next to Drew.

"Whatcha doin'?"

"Just tightening the kick stand." He said as he tested it out. He looked upwards when he felt Boxer's eyes on him.

"Can we go for a ride?" She asked.

"Not a chance. Wade would have my head if I took you out on this thing." Drew said.

"Oh come on, he doesn't have to know. Just once, please?" She said with a pout. Drew grumbled as he looked away from her.

"How can I say no to that face…" He sighed.

"Yay!" She clapped her hands and bounced.

"Here, put this on." Drew handed her his helmet.

"I don't need this-" She started to protest.

"Put it on, I said." Drew said. She gave him a funny face as he got on the bike before her. She hopped on behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Yep."

"Hold on tight, gorgeous." He said as they took off. She rested the side of her head on his back as the wind whipped at her face. His scent flooded her nose, almost intoxicating. She held him tighter as they raced down the open road.

"That was fun. We're gonna have to do that again." Boxer said as she tossed his helmet on the couch.

"Absolutely not. And not a word of this to Wade, understand?"

"Not a word about what?" Wade asked he walked in the front door. Drew sighed, realizing Wade knew him too well to lie his way out of this.

"…I took Boxer out on the bike."

"You did what?" Wade asked with widened eyes.

"Don't be mad at him, Wade. I made him do it." Boxer defended.

"Well I hope you enjoyed it 'cuz that was the last time." Wade eyed the two disapprovingly, then walked into the kitchen. Boxer and Drew shared a quiet snicker before following.

"Oh, that's a rubbish call!" Wade shouted at the tv.

"Another beer?" Drew asked as he got up from the couch.

"I'm gonna need it." Wade nodded.

"Hey, I'm just about to make my famous smoothie." Boxer looked over her shoulder and smiled when she heard Drew walk in the kitchen.

"Get ya some rest. I'll take care of those." Drew said as she put a few plates in the sink.

"It's ok, you go on and watch the game." She assured.

"Where I come from, the cook doesn't clean."

"If only every guy were from Scotland…" Boxer joked, reaching up into the cabinet. "I don't know why Wade always puts the blender up so high." She said to herself.

"Let me get that." Drew stood behind her and reached over, pressing his hard torso against her back. "There ya are."

"…Thanks." She turned around and slowly took it from him. They held each other's eyes for a moment, until Drew turned to the fridge.

"Better get the beer before Wade throws a fit." He teased. "Save me some of that smoothie, will ya?" Drew smiled at her as he walked away.