Juicyy Kitten

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I opened the door to find Randall standing there patiently.... but ... he was dressed very ... differently.

"What are you wearing ?!?"

He just grinned from ear to ear. "Like what you see Kitten?"

I just stood there looking at him. Randall had come to my door in a nurse's outfit. Let me rephrase, he came to my door in barely a nurse's outfit.

He wore tight white shorts with a huge red cross on the waist band. To cover his upper body, he had nothing but a lab coat and hanging from his neck was a bright red stethoscope. On his feet he wore white crocs.

If I could use one word to describe him it would be 'gorgeous' but I couldn't tell him that. He'd never let me live it down. So as one would, I played it cool.

"Eh. I've seen better."

"Better than this?" he said pointing to his body, "I don't think so Kitten."

"Oh Bitch, what do you know. I bet I could go out on the street right now and find at least 3 guys who look hotter than you."

"Kitten, you sure about taking another bet with me? Forgot the last one so soon? Also can I come in. Kinda scared that I am going to get arrested for stripping or worse, prostitution."

I started laughing. Have to admit the guy has guts.

"I should just lock the door and leave you out like this till Ty comes home. He will be very amused." I said throwing my evil smirk at him.

"Calm down Satan." The way he stressed on 'Satan'(Saaaytan) gosh so cute. "Also...... does this mean no one's at home? Is that why you called me so late Kitten?" His stupid cute smirk was back on his face.

"Do you want to enter my house or ...?" I said starting to close the door slowly.

"Kitten are you really going to leave me out, like this!?"

I swung the door open. "Come in before I change my mind Bitch."

"What if my brother was at home? You were gonna go back home?" I said. His smile slowly dissolved. A more nervous smile took its place.

"Nah Kitten, I didn't wanna risk it. I brought clothes to change into. First Impressions are last Impressions right."

I looked at him from top to bottom once. "Great first impression you would've made, if he opened the door. What would you do if he came to the door?"

"I... actually.... was planning to make a run for it."

"Dressed like that?"

"The shit one does for..." He trailed off.

"For?" What was he doing all this for?

"For... some... wa...ter. Can I have some water?" I narrowed my eyes and looked at him. He started laughing. I gestured to him to sit down while I walked to the kitchen.

All of a sudden, he started laughing like crazy. "JUICYYYYY" he screamed.

I just ignored him, maybe it was something on his phone. As I came out with the glass of water, I noticed that his eyes were following me from the kitchen. As soon as he noticed that he had my attention, he smirked and said "Juicyyy Kitten".

"What are you saying? I think the nurse needs a doctor." I said handing him the water.

"You have a mirror close by?", he asked. I looked at him a little puzzled. I quickly darted to the washroom. He leaped up from the couch and followed me.

Oh Gosh, how did I not realise, while I was hurrying to open the door, I had picked up my Juicy Couture joggers which said 'Juicy' in big bold letters at the back.

"Guess we're both wearing sexy costumes... You planned this right Kitten? You wanted this to happen right?" his smirk seemed like a part of his facial features now.

"Oh, Shut up. I'll just change and come. Give me a minute."

"I'll make you a bet, the longer you stay in those pants, the longer I'll stay in this outfit."

"What if Ty and mom come home? You'll still stay in that?" I said pointing towards his obviously inappropriate white shorts.

"Well... you keep the pants on, I keep my shorts on." I think Randall kind of forgot that this was my house and I wouldn't be at all embarrassed whereas he would lose his precious first impression if he continued his charade.

"Deal. So now what do you want to do?" I asked. Normally when Patrick or Liya came over we either just sat and spoke or we watched movies.

"Do you like cooking?" he asked. "We could do something else like watch a movie or play video games but I kinda love cooking, so I thought we could cook together.". He could cook? Not only that but he loved cooking. Wow Brownie points earned.

But now this was in a way a bit sad. He loved cooking and I...well, I saw the face of kitchen only once in a blue moon.

"I can't cook for my life."

He looked at me. "Eggs and Noodles girl?" he asked curiously.

"And sandwiches!"

"Sandwiches don't really count." He said as he began laughing. Every time he laughed or smiled my eyes trailed down from his lips to his neck to his bare torso. My eyes would stop immediately once I saw the conspicuous red cross on his waist band. "Okay then, do you want to still try out cooking or wanna do something else?" He asked.

"Are you sure you want me in the kitchen? What I mess something up?" I said softly.

He came closer and said, "If you mess up something, I promise I'll fix it and if its beyond the point of fixing we can just start over. Okay?"

I nodded my head.

"Okay so I'll go and get my apron. Do we have enough groceries?" He asked starting to move towards the kitchen.

"We haven't gone shopping in a while. I doubt we'll have every ingredient you need. What did you have in mind?"

"Chicken Piccata? Have you heard of that Kitten?" his eyes widened with a small burst of excitement. His enthusiasm was very appealing.

"Sounds Fancaaayy. I've never heard of it but I am excited to assist you. But firstly, I know for sure we don't have chicken."

"Okay let's go to the grocery store. Kitten please go and check what all we don't have inside. I am gonna send you the list of every item we need.

After he sent me the list, I quickly made a note of all the items we needed.

As we were leaving, I asked him again if he would like to change. I guess I felt bad that he would have to go like that. If I walked next to him, my juicy pants would not even get half the attention his whole nurse get-up would get.

"Well I made you a deal with you Kitten. I will not budge from my deal. Why? Are you too embarrassed to go out like that?" he asked. His face spoke a different story compared to his words.

I knew he didn't want to go out like that but his stubborn ass would never admit it. So, I decided I'd back out this time. It anyways looked like I was going to have many more chances to win such deals and bets.

"So many people know me at the grocery store. There's no way I am going out like this."

He knew I was backing out because of him. He just smiled and gestured to me to go change.

I told him to use the washroom as I ran up to change. After changing we got into his car and went grocery shopping. I left a small note stating that I was going grocery shopping in case Ty and mom came home earlier than normal.

Randall had changed into a pair of black denim jeans with a plain low-neck white T-Shirt.

The store was just five minutes away, so pretty soon we were inside and we were shopping. While shopping I suddenly heard Randall mutter under his breath, "Please God not today." He was very soft but I still heard it.

I felt a pair of hands cover my eyes. "Guess who?"


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