The Maid *C.R.*

"Chandler" I breathed out as he pressed his body against mine. "Mmm?" He mumbled, starting to nibble on my neck in the process. "Chandler, stop" I managed to get out, and he pulled away with a frown on his face. "Why?" He whispered. "We aren't supposed to be doing this, we aren't really supposed to be friends in the f...