Feelings were complicated, especially if the feelings were for him. This is how Lisa Cuddy felt. She didn’t exactly know she had feelings for him, she merely thought she just had a little infatuation with him, and when he left Michigan she’d get over her little ‘obsession’. Oh, and how wrong she was about everything. At first there was an obsession, just trying to figure him out. But, the مزید she began to be the victim of his annoying harassments, studying him, turned into loving him.
    He finally regains his composure, and speaks.
“I arouse you?”
He gives a weird look.
“You actually believe that?”
She starts chuckling, in a drunk manner.
“By the way you’re laughing in annoyingly high pitches, apparently not.”
She brings her laughing to a halt, and glares.
“What? It’s not like آپ have the laugh of a cute little girl, quite the opposite.”
He shrugs, and she rolls her eyes, and walks away.
“Where are آپ going?”
He asks, curiously, while following her through the crowded living room.
“I’m going to go pee. If you’d like to come with, you’re not welcome.”
She states, her back turned him, walking towards the line for the bathroom.
She gives an exasperated sigh, seeing how the line was so long.
“Aww, someone need to go potty?”
He asks in a childish mock tone.
She walks passed him, and heads towards the stairs.
“Unless آپ want to see me urinate, I suggest آپ quit following me.”
“If I say I did want to see that, could I follow آپ then?”
She shakes her head, and gives a quick laugh.
“No.”
He smirks, letting her go to the bathroom upstairs, while he sits on the stair case, but not for long.
“How in the hell..?”
She thinks to herself, looking down at her underwear as she pulls them down.
“I’ve only been around him for not even an hour, and he’s already got my panties soaked?”
Someone knocks on the door, asking if they could use the bathroom. She immediately pulls her underwear back up, along with her jeans, and opens the bathroom door, and exits.
“That’s funny, I heard no toilet flush.”
He states behind her.
“I thought آپ were down stairs?
She asks in irritation.
“I was, then, decided to come up here, because I’ve got a theory.”
“And, this so called theory involves me, right?”
“A+ for you.”
He states, his voice drenched in sarcasm.
“Why did آپ decide to get so drunk tonight?”
He asks.
“Oh, this is part of your theory, and I came to a party, I’m pretty sure that’s what you’re supposed to do.”
She gives an obvious look.
“Yes, but, when I first saw you, آپ weren’t even drinking, until your friend came up and offered آپ some-”
She cuts him off.
“Exactly, my friend offered me-”
“But, آپ didn’t want to the first two drinks, and then all the sudden, you’re taking shots back and forth. What are آپ running away from?”
He asks curiously, and she pauses, not knowing what to say.
“Why does there always have to be a reason? Maybe I decided to have a little fun, and drink all night.”
“Because, that’s not the Lisa Cuddy I know. Now, I’m figuring it’s either school, یا parents, or, some stupid guy.”
“That’s not figuring, that’s guessing.”
He shrugs.
“Same thing.”
“You have no idea what’s it about, you’re just saying those things, to see if I’ll give some sort of sign that is one of those.”
“Is it?”
“No, because I’m not running away from anything, technically I’m running away from you, but not that way.”
She states, walking down the stairs, trying to lose him in the crowd of people.
And, finally, she does lose him, سے طرف کی sneaking out the back door.