Red was actually impressed with Liz's skill. He half wondered if Sam had taught her how to play. At the moment, she was beating him. Instead of throwing another innuendo at her, he sat back and ate a few of his nachos.

"Damn it," she swore after missing her shot. She turned around to give him the pool stick. Seeing the container of nachos in his hand, she reached out for one. Red slapped her hand away making her squeak and pull her hand back.

"I just want one," she stated sweetly, batting her eyelashes at him. He caved with a groan.

"Fine, but just one," he said and held out a chip, expecting her to pluck it out of his grasp. Of course, he'd expected her to get it with her hand, not with her mouth. His breath caught in his throat when her lips brushed against his fingertips.

"Thank you," she said completely unaware as to how she'd just affected him. He took the pool stick and lined up his shot. He glanced up and saw Liz looking at something on the floor. Right as he was about to follow through, she bent down, giving him a good view of her rear. His muscles clenched causing the ball to go sailing off the table, nearly hitting her.

"Damn, Red. You don't have to kill me over a quarter," she stated, holding up the coin that she'd found. She picked up the ball and put it back on the table. Red handed the stick back to her, blushing and avoiding her gaze. She chuckled out of amusement.

Liz ended up missing her shot again by a few inches. Red made his which put him in the lead. Liz gave him a look that made him worry a little.

"What?" He asked as she moved around behind him. His heart sped up despite his best efforts.

"I just have to figure out a way to make you miss," she responded. Red sighed and leaned down, fully expecting her to grab his ass. Instead, he felt her arms wrap around his torso. That mixed with the hands that were moving up and down his chest was enough to get his heart pounding. How could she not feel that?

"Lizzie," he muttered. She leaned her head against his back and pulled him closer.

"Is this enough to make you miss?" She purred. Red was quiet for a while. This felt... wrong.

"...Lizzie, this is cruel," he said, voice strangled. She let go of him in shock.

"What?"She asked, stunned. "You said that I could touch you anytime I wanted."

"I never expected it to be like this!" He snapped. She stepped back a little. "I expected there to be some emotion behind it! Instead, you're just doing this to win a stupid game!" He continued. Liz couldn't tell if he was pissed or hurt.

"Red, I'm sorry," she responded.

"This is a dangerous and hurtful thing to do to a man, Elizabeth. It's even worse when you do it a man whose in love with you!" He blurted out, shocking both of them. How did he admit that to her before he admitted it to himself?

"...Y-you're what?" She asked quietly. Red stared at her in silence for a long moment before turning around and hurrying out of the room. Liz stood there in shock, unable to move. She'd have run after him if she'd known to to say.

"Dembe," Red whispered into the phone.

"Raymond, why are you whispering?" Dembe asked. "Is something wrong?"

"Something is very wrong. I need you to take Liz for a while."

"Why? What happened?" Dembe questioned, concern prevelant in his voice.

"...I can't tell you."

"Why?" Dembe asked, concern gone a little. When Red usually wouldn't tell something, it meant he'd done something stupid. "What did you do?"

"I um... got into a fight with Lizzie."

"Did you get your ass kicked? Is that why you need me to get her?"

"No!" He snapped. "It wasn't a physical fight. Well, it was mostly me yelling. I said something that I didn't mean to."

"What did you say?"

"...I told her that I was in love with her," He muttered.

"IT'S ABOUT TIME!" Dembe yelled in his ear, nearly making him drop his phone.

"Shush, I think that she just came in," Red stated, listening intently.

"Wait... Are you hiding from her?"

"Maybe."

"Where are you?"

"I'm in the house."

"Where?" Dembe pressed on.

"...The basement," he muttered. "Under the stairs to be more precise."

"You're hiding from her in the only room without a light?"

"I couldn't get the attic stairs to come down."

"Raymond, you know that there are spiders and mice down there?" Dembe asked.

"How would I know? I can't see anything down he- OH SHIT! something just crawled on me!"

"... you're in for a long night."

Lesson: Red loves her (but he's a chicken when it comes to admitting it)