"Goddammit!" Robbie howled from the bathroom. This was followed by a long string of profanity. "Fucking hell!"

Christina rolled her eyes. All she did was to ask him to give Sandy a bath while she went to get her hair done. He was glad to do it, he was growing very attached to the puppy. When she returned this was what she came home to.

"What's going on?" she called. When she peeked in the bathroom she found Robbie sitting in a full soapy bathtub soaked from head to toe. "Oh my God!"

"Yeah," He held out his arms. "Look what your precious baby did! I'm fucking soaked! Shit!"

A very wet Sandy stood in the middle of a large puddle wagging her tongue.

"What did you do?" Christina said to Robbie.

"Me? You're asking me?" Robbie was aghast. "Your dog puts me in a tub full of water and you ask what I did? Seriously?"

Christina started laughing and pointing.

"Oh it's funny, is it?" Robbie sneered. She kept laughing. "What? What is so fucking funny?"

Sandy suddenly shook herself, splashing soap and water everywhere.

"Oh God!" Christina quickly backed out of the room. She spent a fortune on her hair and she couldn't afford to ruin it.

"See what I mean?" Robbie yelled as he received another baptism from Sandy. "All day she's been doing that. Bloody hell!"

She shook her head and laughed. Robbie felt himself loosening up and soon he was laughing too.

"I'll make us some coffee." She said. "You'd better dry off or you'll get sick."

Robbie dried Sandy with an old towel before going to his room to change. Sandy was on his heels wagging her tail.

"This is your fault, you know." he grumbled as he peeled off his soaked clothes and tossed them in a pile. "Crazy ass mutt."

"I heard that!" Christina called from outside his closed door. "That's my baby you're talking about."

"Yeah well your baby got me good!" Robbie called back while drying off. "She was suppose to have a bath not me. She did that on purpose."

"Seriously? She's a dog, dummy. She can't do that."

"Yeah right."

Christina tapped on the door. "Is it safe to come in now?"

"Hold on," Robbie quickly pulled on some fresh clothes and combed his hair. "Okay, come in."

Christina came in carrying a tray with two steaming mugs. "I really appreciate you taking care of Sandy for me." She said while handing him a mug of coffee.

"Aw, it's no problem. Thanks for the coffee." Robbie scratched Sandy on her ears. She was curled up on his bed with absolutely no intention of moving. They sat on either side of her and sipped their coffee.

"I think you like her," Christina teased. "She's getting to you."

Robbie shrugged and smiled. "Maybe."

"I'm sorry I laughed at you," Christina said. "But you looked so funny sitting there in that tub." She giggled.

"Yeah, no you're not." Robbie joked back.

They sat for a moment, just chilling and drinking.

"Hey," Christina said. "Wanna play twenty questions?"

Robbie raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? What are we, twelve?"

"Come on," she begged, leaning against the headboard. "I'm bored right now. We have the whole day off. Plus it's a great way to get to know each other. I feel like I'm living with a stranger."

Robbie nodded. "Yeah, that's a good point. Okay, who's going to start?"

Christina sat up smiling. "Ladies first. What's your favorite color?"

"Red. Yours?"

"Pink. Now you."

Robbie thought for a moment. "What's your favorite animal?"

"Wolf. Yours?"

"Cheetah. I guess it's your turn."

"When's your birthday?"

"September 13th."

"April 4th."

"This is crazy." Robbie said. "I know you like the back of my hand now."

"Don't tease." Christina swatted him. Something on the floor caught her eye. "What's that?"

Robbie followed her gaze to the side of his bed. He could feel his stomach sink and his face turn red. It was that black and white photo of her. Shit shit shit! Why did he have to leave it there? Why didn't he put it back when he had the chance? Most important, why the hell did he take it in the first damn place? Fuck!

"Is. . .is that my picture?" Christina asked. "Why do you have my photo?"

Robbie didn't know what he could say. The words "I don't know" and "it just fell in my room" didn't seem to work. So he took action instead. He reached down, snatched it up and held it behind his back.

"The hell?" Christina tried to grab it away. "Why do you have my picture? Give it back."

Robbie was shocked at how strong she was. Before he knew it she had pounced on him, knocking him flat on his back.

"What the fuck?" He muttered. Sandy flew off the bed to get away from the wrestling couple. "Stop."

"Gimme my picture!" She was freaked out at the idea of him with a photo of her. "Oh my God I don't believe you have that!"

"Get off of me!"

"What did you do with my picture, wank off to it, you sick perv?"

Robbie scoffed. "You wish. Don't flatter yourself, sweetheart." He kept her picture out of her reach.

"Then why do you have it, you asshole?"

"It's not even you."

"Don't play with me, I just saw it."

Somehow the picture slipped out of Robbie's hands and slid across the floor. Christina made a dive for it, taking Robbie and most of his blankets with her.

"Cut it out!"

"Not til you give me back my damn picture!"

Robbie became aware of their compromising position. Christina was right on top of him, straddling him between her knees. Her breasts were inches from his face.

Christina looked down at him, her photo forgotten. He lay beneath her, his warm breath hitting her cheeks. Suddenly she felt something grow against her thigh, getting bigger. Instinctively she moved slightly against him.

Robbie was not surprised at his response. He had a girl on him, how else was he going to react? He was surprised when Christina moved against his hardness. He flipped her over so he was on top, taking dominance. He hovered over her while his lower half was pressed against hers. Innocent my ass, he thought. She knew what she was doing, just like his other girls.

Christina could feel a strange excitement building up. She didn't know what these feelings were, she just knew that she loved feeling Robbie above her and against her.

Robbie started to move, causing her to moan.

He sat up. What the hell was he doing? What were they doing? Shit! "I gotta go." He jumped off of her and straightened his clothes. "I really gotta go."

Christina sat up. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Robbie raced around the room looking for his keys and wallet, avoiding her looks.

Christina got up and followed him. "Robbie, did I do something? Talk to me."

"Yeah, I mean, no." He felt confused. "I don't know, I just gotta go."

Robbie practically flew out of the apartment. Christina shook her head. What was going on with them? She was amazed at how forward she was. She had never done that with any guy. Why did she do that with him? And the way he flipped her over. What was he going to do with her, she wondered.

She picked up her photo off the floor and looked at it. Why did he have this? Was there something going on between them?

As Robbie marched to his car, he looked through the contacts on his phone. Lila. Forget that, no drama. He decided on Maddie and called her number.

"Hey, sugar," Maddie said. "Long time. Wanna come over? I got something to show you."

"I bet you do, babe, I'm already on my way." He slid behind the wheel, his strange feelings gone. "Oh, one more thing."

"What's that, honey?"

"Be nude when I get there."

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