"Why am I so emotional?
No it's not a good look, get some self control."

Sam Smith "Stay With Me"

Robbie's snores woke him, along with the crick in his neck. He groaned and looked around. Where the hell was he?

As he sat up he saw that he had crashed in the back seat of his car. Surprisingly alone. He turned on his phone and discovered that his mailbox was full. Lots of messages from his work, his agent, some of his girls, and Christina.

Robbie gulped at the sight of her name. Why? All they did was kiss and he lost his natural mind. And that dream, so intense that it had him jacking off in a cold shower. What would the real thing be like?

Robbie decided to take control of his feelings. It was just a kissing lesson, like she needed one. She was his roommate until a new place opened up. That's it, done, end, period.

When he got through the door Christina and the dog ran right to him.

"Robbie!" She wrapped her arms around him. "Oh my God! Are you okay? I was so worried! Thank God you made it home."

Robbie was shocked. What was this? Even the dog was nuzzling him while licking his hand. "You. . .you were worried about me?"

"Of course I was," Christina was still holding on. "I thought something happened to you. I made us this huge dinner and when you didn't show up I tried calling you but you didn't answer. I thought maybe you were in an accident or worse."

Robbie found himself hugging her back. He didn't mean to upset her. He wanted to comfort her.

Suddenly Christina pulled away. "Sorry," she said, stepping backwards. "I was just glad to see you, I didn't mean to do that."

"It's all right, no problem."

They stood there awkwardly for a moment before she looked at the clock.

"Oh wow," she said. "I am so late. I couldn't leave until I knew you were okay." She threw on her coat and grabbed her bag. "I really have to go. Can you have the doorman take Sandy for her walk?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Thanks, bye." Christina rushed out the door. Robbie stared after her. He was amazed that she didn't give him the third degree on where he was and who he was with, like most of his girls. How weird.

He checked his voicemail. One was from the director saying that due to some technical glitch there will be no rehearsals that day. A day off, cool. Then a message from Lila cussing him out. He deleted it.

Then he listened to Christina's message. She sounded afraid and upset. He felt a little guilty about that, considering what he was doing around that time.

With Sandy on his heels Robbie went to the fridge. He was starving. Inside were a lot of containers of food. The dinner Christina had made, for him. Again more guilt. He couldn't believe it. What kind of girl was she?

He heated up the food, dished it out and took his plate to the living room. Sandy followed him, staring the whole time.

"What?" He said as he tore into his food. "What do you want?"

Sandy waged her tail and barked.

"No," Robbie said. "You're not getting any so walk away. You got a nice bowlful of Gravy Train over there so eat that."

Sandy rubbed her head on his leg, looking up at him with those same doe eyes as her owner. He could feel himself weaken.

"Okay, fine." He gave her a piece of his chicken and she wolfed it down right away. "Whoa, you're hungry too, huh," he gave her another. "Your mommy is an amazing cook. Don't tell her I said that."

When he was done with his meal, Robbie cracked open a beer and settled back for a morning of binge watching.

Then Sandy started whimpering.

"Be quiet," Robbie mumbled while watching the screen.

Sandy whined louder, scratching the front door.

"Shut up, dammit."

Sandy kept running from him to the door, her whining growing desperate.

"Shit, what? You're getting on my nerves. Oh wait, you need a walk." He suddenly remembered Christina's request about the dogwalking. Shit!

Robbie jumped up and pulled on his pants and shoes. "Hang on, I'm coming. Please don't pee in here."

Grabbing the leash Robbie scooped up the dog and rushed her out of the building. Then he sat her down just in time.

"Okay, go walk." He told her.

Sandy peed right on his feet, to his horror.

"Bloody hell!" Robbie jumped back. "The fuck!" He shook his feet.

"Be glad it didn't do number two." A passerby said.

"No kidding." Robbie looked down at Sandy, who wagged her tail at him. "Well, that'll teach me to not listen to you." He couldn't stay mad at her.

Robbie attached the leash to her collar and led her around the block. The weather was pleasant that day, he figured she could use the fresh air and exercise. Sandy was enjoying it so he took her to the park across from the building. There he let her run around for a while. He was enjoying her company, she was a fun little creature.

Later they went back to the apartment. Robbie shared his supper with Sandy while they watched a marathon of "Better Call Saul."

"Don't tell your mommy I'm feeding you people food," Robbie told her as he slipped her slices of chicken while she lay in his lap. "I don't wanna hear that mouth." He scratched her ears. "What's the deal with her anyway? She's not like most of the girls I know. I keep thinking about this. Don't tell that either." He tried to focus on the show but his mind kept wandering.

Christina came home around ten thirty that night. She was surprised to find Robbie and Sandy sacked out on the couch together asleep in front of the TV. Sandy was snuggled on Robbie's chest while his arm was draped around her.

Christina watched them for a moment with a smile. She reached for the remote and turned off the TV. Then she carefully picked up her dog and gave her a kiss. "Hi, baby," she whispered. "Did you have a good day?"

The movement woke Robbie. Half asleep he looked up at Christina holding Sandy. For a second he thought she looked like a mother.

"Sorry to wake you," Christina said. She nodded at Sandy. "Is this your sleeping buddy?"

Robbie stretched and tried to play it cool. "Yeah, okay, just don't tell anybody. Hope you didn't take a picture of it and put it on Instagram."

"Haha, maybe I should," she teased. "Thanks for the idea." She turned away. "Goodnight."

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"I ate at work." She was about to go to her room.

Robbie sat up. "Hey, wait. Would it be okay if Sandy slept out here with me? Just for tonight I mean." He shrugged, keeping his eyes down. "I kinda got a little attached with her."

He was sure Christina was going to tease him. Instead she smiled and said "Sure." She carefully handed the sleeping dog to him. He felt a little awkward holding her but she snuggled back in his arms, sound asleep. He was too tired to go to his own bed, and it felt nice holding something warm and soft.

As if reading his mind, Christina covered him with a warm blanket.

"Thanks." He mumbled as he drifted off.

Christina watched them sleeping. She couldn't believe that a dirty minded, foul mouth player like him could be so sweet when it came to her dog.

She got her phone and took several shots of them.

He would kill her if he saw these. Or die from embarrassment first.