Ollie wasn't easily annoyed, really, which was something of a blessing when it came to dating Ty. His moods were....up and down, he thought, and pretty quickly up and down. He'd done some Googling once - that was Heather's fault - and he'd had to admit that Ty fit...certain symptoms. And since those symptoms would get Ty kicked out of the Navy, he'd deliberately put it out of mind.

Today, though, it had been hard to do that. Today had been a little bit like he'd been hauling a pissed off three year old around, and his head was starting to pound. "I wouldn't dream of it, princess," he said sardonically as he headed towards the bed. "Maybe you'll come out acting like a twenty-three year old."