Disclaimer: This story's plot really belongs to my BFF (and beta, thanks, by the way) Rocket. Thanks so much!

I was on baby-sitting duty all this week. Unfortunately, I am the number one candidate for this job, considering the fact that I have no life, therefore no boyfriend, hence no plans. Story of my life.

I always get stuck babysitting Marlee, my two-and-a-half year old sister, on Friday nights, while my twin brother, ladies man extraordinaire, goes out. Usually this would not have bothered me of course—that is kind of a silent agreement between Brennan and me—but I was this close to actually having a life tonight. Oh yes, I, Jen Slater, got asked out by the one guy I have been ogling after since seventh grade year. Luke Pratt is adorable. He is the guy who is in every single club known to man, and still has time to finger through his hair and look amazing. Not every girl realizes this, because they are all too busy looking for Mr. Football, but I need someone who can keep up with me, and trust me, he is the one.

He asked me out at lunch today, suggesting that we should go to a movie. I agreed quite profusely, trying not to talk with my mouth full of Fluffer Nutter sandwich. But, now, these plans are permanently damaged. All because stupid Brennan decided to start courting the most high maintenance girl on the planet. I sighed to myself as I helped Marlee put a puzzle together. I hated that I had to cancel on Luke. He seemed pretty bummed out over the phone, which made me smile.

"Where this go, Jenny?" Marlee asked in her cute baby voice.

I smiled at her. "What does it look like?" To me, it looked like one big penis, but I figured my baby sister didn't need to know this information.

"A tail," she answered decisively and stuck the puzzle piece next to the dog's butt. Unfortunately, it was not the right fit, so she decided force was the best policy.

"Marlee! Stop that! It doesn't fit; try this one," I told her, handing her a different piece when she started banging the first piece into place. Why me? I was stuck here putting together this penis puzzle when I could be canoodling with Luke right now. I let my mind wander as I thought about our conversation when I put a rain check on our date, and what would have happened on said date.

I knew he would pick me up in his nice black Jeep. Then he would tell me I looked nice and ask what we should see. I would reply with something really funny and he would laugh at my humor. Then, at that very moment, he would decide that he was in love with me and my corny jokes and feel the need to take me right there in his car.

Of course, since it was only the first date, I would have to turn him down with a quiet whisper of, "Not yet." He would then decide to cherish me and wait until marriage. He would propose two years later and I would agree because I would be so sexually frustrated and I wanted him. Then, we would grow old together and have four babies—no twins, so my daughters could have the future I almost didn't have.

My life sucked. My future had officially been flushed down the shiny toilet. I snapped out of my reverie and looked down at the puzzle. We still had thirty-two pieces left to go in place. I sighed heavily and looked up at Marlee who had a large puzzle piece stuck right in-between her little white teeth.

"Ew!" I cried, snatching the puzzle piece from my sister's mouth. "Marlee, puzzle pieces are not for eating!" It was all soggy and gross. Disgusted, I threw it blindly over my shoulder.

"Ow! What the hell!?" a voice said from behind me. I quickly turned to see a very familiar body—on that I have been investigating for five years—standing behind me.

Luke peeled the slobbery puzzle piece from his face. "What is this?" he asked. Though he had just gotten a chewed up puzzle thrown at him, he was smiling at me.

Marlee screeched. "Stranger danger!" she said, pointing at Luke.

I lightly patted her head in a comforting gesture. "How did you get in here?" I turned to the beautiful boy behind me.

"Your brother let me in, actually. I didn't know he and Margaret were dating," he said to me.

I rolled my eyes, "That is exactly the reason I had to cancel tonight."

Luke looked around nervously for a second before smiling at me. "Well, can they be un-canceled? I was hoping maybe we could chill here?" I blushed a little bit. In a house, no parental supervision with Luke Pratt. Future pans back on!

Then, as if on cue, Marlee yelled at me, "Jenny, look! Doggie!" My smile fell. Okay, so maybe not.

I turned around to see the she has the dog's face put together. "Good job!" I praised her.

"I don't mind that," I said, turning my attention back to Luke, "as long as you don't mind it." I made a pointed glance toward my little sister at the table.

"I do not mind," he said, licking his lips slightly. I followed his glance and found out that he was staring at the dinner I had made: hamburgers and homemade fries.

"Would you like some?" I asked him, giggling.

"You don't mind?" he asked, unsure.

"Not at all," I said, hopping up and making him a plate.

After three hours of unabashed flirting and playing with my little sister, we had settled in on the couch together.

"She is really hyper," Luke said, chuckling. I had finally managed to get Marlee into bed about ten minutes ago.

"That she is," I said, scooting closer to him. He took my hand then and caressed the back of my palm with his thumb. I sighed. I loved this; it was like playing house. I was he mom, he was the dad. Suddenly, everything got tense. I tilted my head up to look at Luke, only to find that he was staring at my lips.

"Can I kiss you?" he whispered as he moved closer to me. I couldn't find my words, so I just nodded. He leaned in slowly, gazing into my eyes. Then, very gently, he pressed his soft warm lips to mine. They lingered there for a small second before I could actually get my lips to react and kiss him back. I sighed into his embrace and secured his face to mine. I felt his lips turn up into a smile as he pulled away chuckling.

We looked at each other, unmoving and smiling like idiots for a couple of moments.

"Can I kiss you?" I whispered, closing the gap we had formed. He barely got out a throaty, "Please do," before I attacked him. His lips met mine just as excitedly and his hands moved around my waist. I braided one hand into his hair and the other ran up his arm onto his nicely sculpted chest. I reveled at the feeling as my hands swept over it over and over, officially going to second on the sexiest man alive.

Things were getting pretty hot as we kissed. He started to trail kisses down my throat when all of the lights cut off suddenly. We broke apart.

"What just happened?" I asked breathlessly. He hands were still wrapped around my waist. The house was pitch black, though, so I could not make out his face.

"I don't know. It's not even storming outside," He said, slightly whispering.

I stood up then, feeling my way around the living room for a flashlight. Once I found one in our closet I flicked it on.

"I am going to go check on Marlee," I told him.

He nodded, "I will come with you."

We started up the stairs together. The house had an oddly eerie feeling as we got closer to the top.

"Something feels wrong," I told Luke as we made it to the top step. By then, I had started a sprint to the little pink and purple room at the end of the hall. I needed to see if she was okay. Luke caught my hand and started running with me as I started freaking out. I had this strange pulling feeling in my chest. When we finally made it to the last door on this long narrow hall, I had forgotten all previous thoughts of lust for Luke. Because when I slung the door open, the cute curly, red-headed baby was not in her bed. I immediately dropped Luke's hand.

"Marlee?" I cried, desperate. "Marlee? Come out here! This is not funny!" I was hoping against hope that she was just hiding from me. I searched her room, throwing things and tipping her toddler bed in the process. After tearing her room apart again and again I met Luke's eyes with my own agonized stare. He was standing by an open window.

"Did you open this?" he asked me with his voice shaking. He sounded as scared as I probably looked. I ran to the open window.

"No, I didn't," I said softly. Realization hit me then. Someone took Marlee. I looked down, out of the window, to the black lawn below us. Luke wrapped his arms around me.

"We'll find her. We will just keep looking," he told me, pulling me in for a comforting hug. Sighed into his embrace once again and tried to think straight. Just then, the door to Marlee's room slammed shut. Luke and I jumped apart.

"What was that?" I asked, my voice trembling.

"Probably just the wind," he said as though he was trying to convince himself of that too.

"Well, come on. We can't stay in this room forever. We need to call the cops. We have to find her. She is probably scared and alone." I shivered at the thought of my cherub-faced baby sister in the hands of a criminal. Luke led me to the door and tried to open if.

"It's locked," he said, jiggling the handle.

I furrowed my brow. "It doesn't lock from the outside." I pushed Luke's hand away in the false hope that I would have the magical touch. "This is not right! What is going on?!" I yelled at no one in particular.

I started kicking the door and pounding on it. I am sure Luke probably thought I was a loonie, but I couldn't find it in myself to care at that moment. I had to find my sister.

"Where the hell is she?! Who would take her?" I kept saying over and over. Finally, my little melt down came to an end as I sobbed and shook. I backed away from the door and to the wall. I pressed myself against the wall and slid down it, so that I was sitting on the ground. Luke sat down with me. He was silent as I tried to control my crying. I was finally silent as I tired to clear my mind for an idea.

Luke was the first to break the silence. "You know what this reminds me of?" he didn't wait for me to reply. "That movie where that crazy stalker guy tries to kill the baby-sitter."

I lifted my head to meet his gaze incredulously. "You did not just say that," I said. He knitted his brows together and nodded sullenly.

"Sorry. That was a stupid remark," he said. I shook my head and tried not to laugh as I kept thinking of a plan. If I could only call someone…

"Cell phone! Do you have yours?" I said when my epiphany hit me. He checked his pockets quickly. His face quickly turned into a frown.

"It's not here. I could have sworn it was here when we were… um, on the couch," he said. Just as the words left his mouth, we heard a huge bang from down stairs. I jumped. Then we heard a baby's voice crying.

"Marlee!" I whispered. Luke put his hand over my mouth to silence me. We waited out the noises as they continued. There were footsteps approaching the door. They were getting louder and louder. We both jumped up off of the ground, trying to find some place to hide. The door knob started rattling as the person behind the door tried to open it. My heart was pounding so fast that I thought I might have a heart attack. Luke grabbed my hand and squeezed it, yanking me into the closet full of baby dolls and stuffed animals.

All of a sudden, the door burst open. Marlee was in the hands of two men, all dressed in black with ski masks on. She seemed pretty content to be there. Something was not adding up in my mind.

"I know you two are in here. Come out," an oddly familiar voice told us. Suddenly, all of the power in the house was turned on. The masked man set Marlee down on the floor.

"Brennie!" she yelled in her baby voice, "I want up!" Brennie? The only person she called Brennie was…

"Brennan!" I yelled as I stood up and thrust myself out of the closet, "Why the hell would you pull something like this?!"

The two masked men started laughing. Brennan slowly removed his mask. "It is I."

"I am going to kill you!" I said angrily. Luke awkwardly got up out of the closet.

"Brennan did all of this?" he asked incredulously.

My brother laughed as his friend took off his mask. "Yes, I did, Luke. But, I figured you two wouldn't notice. You seemed pretty happy while you were violating my sister on the couch." Brennan cut Luke a look as he stuttered.

"That is none of your business!" I yelled at him. I looked down at Marlee, who had begun to rummage through her messed up room.

"Jenny made a mess," she chanted. I sighed, picking her up. I hugged her to me tightly, just happy that she was okay.

"I will get you back for this, Brennan," I promised him. He just smirked at me.

"Oh, here, Lucas, I figured you might need these," he handed Luke his keys and cell phone. Luke took them quickly.

"Here, Mar, let's let the two love birds say goodnight," my brother said as he scooped our sister out of my hands and walked out the door with his groupie close behind. We were now alone in my sister's pink room.

"I am so sorry about all of this," I said when I turned to Luke.

He smirked at me. "It was fun, in the weirdest way fucking possible. Did you know that you actually really sexy when you are angry?" he said. I blushed a deep red. "Let's go out tomorrow night. See a movie that doesn't involve baby sitter killers and dark rooms," he winked at me.

"It's a date," I said, smiling sheepishly at him.

He leaned down then and kissed the smile right off of my face. That had to be the most eventful first date anyone has ever had, I thought as I kissed him back.