Today is the day where we give thanks to people we love and to the farmers who harvest our vegetables and fruits for the winter. Also thanks to our parents for raising us in a loving way.

What I'm not thankful for is.... I think you guys should know by now.

"Alexandra!! I need you to check on the turkey for me please," Mom yelled from upstairs. I put down the last fork on the table and headed over to the kitchen. Today was thanks-giving, Yipee!! Mom's favourite holiday of the year-- with Christmas coming in second of course. She goes all out for these holidays, even St.Patrick's day.

I putted on some oven mitts and opened up the oven to see how the turkey is doing. I don't know why people serve turkey for thanks-giving. Some people say it symbolize the holiday or they just love turkey, like mom does.

Putting the turkey back into the oven, I go back into the dining room and continued setting up the table. Mom came downstairs wearing a black dress with a pearl necklace on. "Thanks for checking the turkey, our guest should be arriving just about now,"

Meaning, dad's clients, the Carter's and mom's old friends are coming over. The only person I'm going to be talking to is Andrew all night; that's going to be interesting.

The house was packed of old boring people talking about; Law. Can I say it again, Boring!!

I was standing near the kitchen when I felt a hand go around my waist. I turned around and see Andrew smirking down at me. "What," I pointed at his arm, "Is this?"

He leaned in closer to my ear, "Mom and Dad said to act like a couple; they want to show their "Clients" how we bond just nicely," He said with a hint of sarcasm.

My parents had the nerve to do that!! I can't even act like friends with him more less a couple, dear goodness I'm doom.

I face palm myself, "Why do our parents do these things without us knowing anything?"

Andrew scratched his head, "Y-Yeah I really wonder. But at least we get to go back to our normal selves after."

I scoffed, "Please, they're making us get married, how is that normal?"

"Oh my goodness, Anthony. Your son and his beautiful girlfriend look so adorable together," An old lady said to Anthony

"What I told him too--- Yes they certainly do Mrs.Pearson, come on and lets go see if they're serving dinner yet," He said while showing Mrs.Pearson to the dinning room. Right before he left he gave us a look. What did we do?? Didn't they agree to make us do this??

I mentally shook my head. Of course they're making us do this; they want more clients for their Law enforcement. I totally forgot that Andrew's arm was around me when I felt his arm tighten.

I looked up and see him staring down at me. "Can I help you?"

He shook his head, "Nope you just kept staring into space,"

Moving out of his arm, I rolled my eyes, "Okay, will go with that one."

He threw his hand up in surrender, "I'm serious,"

We started walking to the dinning room where everyone started serving. "Okay... To save us from talking to our parents "friends", Theirs a small amount of each dish in the kitchen."

He gave me a confused face, "Why is there more food in the kitchen?" He asked while walking into the kitchen.

I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know; mom likes to have left overs."

We reached the kitchen and see food scattered around on the island table. "See? She loves left lovers,"

Andrew smirked, "Why haven't I caught to this?? Mom makes too much food every holiday too, just never thought your mom does this also," he said while grabbing a plate.

I grabbed a plate and nodded my head, "Yep she thinks she's feeding an army. Wait til Christmas; will be having left overs for weeks!!"

We grabbed our plates of food-- See how I put plate plural? It's because we basically grabbed three plates full for ourselves and went upstairs in my room.

I fling Andrew the remote and walked into my closet. I grabbed PINK yoga pants, a plain tank top and a pink Holister hoodie.

I stripped out of my dress and slipped on the outfit I took out. Walking out of my closet I heard the TV on.

"So... What are we gonna do while the adults are getting drunk downstairs??" I asked Andrew

He shrugged his shoulders, still glued onto the TV. "I don't Know, you decide."

I gave him a "Got to be kidding me?" look, "I asked you the question idiot, just decide."

He moved his eyes away from the TV and smirked; Oh goodness. This can't be good.

"How about we play stripper poker?? Fun for the both of us." He said with an evil grin

I shook my head, "No, no, no, no!! I am not going to play stripper poker with you.... Even though I can kick your ass at it but still no." Then I cross my arm over my chest.

He turned off the TV and mocked my action, "Look? I'm a girl who has her arms like this to scared to play poker cause she's a virgin Mary,"

My jaw dropped to the floor, he did not just say that?!

His smirked turned into a playful grinned and stood up, "Up for the game, princess?? Or you ready to be defeated by the all-time champion?"

I moved a little closer to him and glared, "Oh I'm up for the game and trust me." I leaned in closer to his ear and whispered, "Prepare to fight dirty Andy."

If I didn't know myself that I heard him groan in his mouth. I could be imaging things but still; Weird things happened between Andrew and I.

He crossed his hands again, "Okay, Ms.stuck up. Let's make a bet."

I groaned, "You and bets huh?? Why can't you play a regular game of poker--"

"Correction; Stripper Poker. If you loose.... You have to kiss me."

I almost choked on my saliva. Me kiss Andrew?! The play-boy?! Pull--Lease!! I'll rather kiss a monkey than him.

I shook my head, "No way!! I am not kissing you. It'll be like kissing a dog."

He slipped his hands around my waist and brought me closer to him. "Why worried kissing me Alex? You don't have any feelings for me, do you??"

I looked at him threw my eye lashes, "Bring it on!!"

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"HA!! I won!!"

Never, ever tell me to make a bet with Andrew. Even ones that involves kissing.

I threw my cards on the table and groaned, "Okay you won, congrats." I said while putting back on my clothes. Luckily he was nice enough to leave undergarments on. Had to put up a fight for it!! he has a very corrupted brain filled with dirty things to do with every women that walks by him!

"Whatever Alex, a bet is a bet. you gotta do it," He was now sitting on the side of my bed with out his dress pants on with his dress shirt unbutton.

Girls from school will be drooling right now if they saw him. I think they'll basically murder me for seeing him like this and not thinking this was attractive.

I walked right in front of him and crossed my arms. He gave me a sly smiled and patted his lap, " Can't back out of this cupcake,"

I straddled him, "Don't. Call. Me. Cup.Cake," I growled

He smirked, " Hmm.... I think cupcake suites you,"

I was ready to slapped him. Across the face. With an Axe.

"What are you waiting for?? 2015??"

Running my fingers through my hair, so that my hair was all on the side of my head. I sighed; here goes nothing.

I leaned in close that our lips were only one centimeter apart. I could feel his warm breath, breathing on my lips. "This never happens again got it?"

He nodded his head, "Got it," And smashed his lips into mine. I thought we were just going to kiss for five seconds and be done.

Boy was I wrong,

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He was nibbling on my lips for entrance. Being the stubborn person I am, wouldn't let him. He growled, "C'mon,"

I couldn't help but laugh. I guess he got the time and slipped his tongue into my mouth. His lips were soft; I should have put on some chap stick.

Suddenly, I felt his hands started to unzip my sweater, slowly.

Our lips never left each other for a second. I bit lightly down on his lips and he growled from the back of his throat. I guess that's a soft spot too.

He slide down the sweater, leaving me in my bra. What?? I didn't feel like putting back on my shirt after. I moved my hand upwards to his shoulder and started sliding his dress shirt off of him.

What. In. The. Hell. Am. I. Doing.

I brought my hands to his hair and started running my fingers through it. He groaned in pleasure and flipped us around that he was on top.

Our hands were roaming each others bodies with our hands. None of us couldn't believe we were doing this.

He moved his hands lowering to my pants and stopped. He then started playing with the elastic band on my yoga pants. Tease.

I lowered my hands slowly down his abs, towards his belt buckle. I started fidgeting with them until I heard a phone ringing.

"Nice guys finish last

that's why I'll treat you like trash

It's not what I really wanna do

But you only date bad guys so I'll give you my best try

To treat you the way you want me to..."

We broke away from our make out session and looked into each others eyes. Going through Andrew mind was just the same thing going through my mind; Lust.

He groaned and titled his head back, "Do I have to answer it??"

I moved away from underneath him and nodded my head, "Yes you do,"

He got up from my bed and went over to the floor.

I walked over to my book shelf and looked in the mirror. I smirked, "By the way Andrew," I turned around smiled sweetly at him, "You might want to fix that little... problem you have right there," I pointed at his pants.

He looked down and blushed and then ran into the washroom. I couldn't help but laugh; idiot.

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