"Oh my God!" Christina was shocked at the scene. A naked Robbie touching himself in a soapy bath. That was an image that wasn't going anywhere soon.

"It's not what it looks like." Robbie mumbled weakly.

Seriously? Christina stomped out of the bathroom. She could hear him calling her name. What the hell.

Robbie buried his head beneath the water. Fuck fuck fuckity fuck! Stupid stupid stupid! Oh great job, Kay, real smooth. She was the last person he wanted to catch him like that. Why hadn't he just stuck with the original plan? Bath, TV. So simple. Better yet, why did he leave the door unlocked? The Dumbass Of The Year award goes to. . .this guy.

Robbie surfaced. He tried to think. It's not what it looks like? Did he actually say that? He was yanking away, what the hell else would he be doing? He was such an idiot when it came to women. He should have been gay, no problems.

Ready to face the wrath of Christina, he got out of the tub and wrapped himself in a large towel. Then he rushed out to the living room where Christina paced with her hand covering her eyes.

"Um, hey," Robbie waved. "How you doing?"

Christina looked up, then quickly looked away. "Can you please go put some clothes on? I've had enough of seeing you naked for one day."

He went into his room. Christina watched him as he closed his door. A moment later he came out wearing pajama bottoms and a T shirt that said "I Gotta Big Dick" in large letters. Oh that's just nice. Really appropriate for the situation here.

"Listen," Robbie stepped up to her. "I can explain."

"Explain what?" Christina folded her arms and glared at him. "Go ahead, I'd love to hear you explain that."

Robbie tried but drew a blank. "Okay I got nothing. But it's not what you think."

"Robbie," she said. "You had your dick in your hand and you were jerking off. What am I getting wrong?"

Robbie ducked his head. He could feel the blush spreading on his face. "Okay, so I was," he admitted while staring at his feet. "Hey stuff happens, you know?"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Christina found herself screaming at him. "It's not enough that you have your collection of sluts, you have to do that too, in our bathroom? I have to use that too! So disgusting!"

Sick of defending himself Robbie flared. "Excuse me, I'm disgusting? For what, having a normal, healthy sex drive? I am a sexual person. I admit it, I like to fuck!"

Christina scoffed. "No kidding! Tell me!"

"I get horny," Robbie went on. "And if there's no one around, yes I'll jack off. It's the perfect safe sex. Oh but you wouldn't know about that since you never had any."

Christina was shocked that he threw her virginity in her face. She was determined to fight. "I am not ashamed to be a virgin. Not that it's your business but I'm saving myself for the right man."

Robbie felt a little stung when she said that, the right man. He didn't understand why. "Ooh lucky him. He has my condolences." The best way to deal with it was to fight.

"God, I wish I had never told you I was a virgin, you. . .you. . .fuckboy!"

"Fuckboy?" Robbie looked a little surprised. "Who the hell are you calling a fuckboy, you. . .cocktease!"

Christina gasped. "Don't you call me a cocktease!"

"Well look at you. The way you dress."

Christina looked at her small shorts and pink camisole. "What's wrong with this?"

"It's a little, how should I say this, provocative. Just like everything else you wear."

"So what are you saying? That I dress like a slut?"

"Your words, love, not mine."

This stung Christina. "You didn't seem to mind it when you stole my picture and no doubt whacked off to it." She went for the kill. "While we're at it, that shirt of yours? It should read Big Lie."

Now Robbie felt that shot. "I was in the bath, plus it's laundry day." he said weakly. "Come on, you've seen my condoms."

Christina was on a roll. "You are such an asshole! What happened to the guy that took me to the carnival and bought me a stuffed bear? And saved me from that pervert? And took care of me when my ribs were broken? Where is that guy?"

Robbie stepped closer. "Right here. Don't forget I bought tampons for you. The economy size. I never, ever did that for anybody. I even had to put up with the cashier getting a price check on it, announcing it all over the store and shit. Good luck finding a guy that'll do that for you."

"Aww, big man." Christina waved her arms. "Let's give this guy a gold medal cause he bought some damn tampons."

Robbie frowned. "Your mama should have taught you some damn manners."

"Yeah?" Christina looked him in the eye. "Well you were the cum shot your mama should have swallowed!"

It was Robbie's turn to gasp. The mouth on this one! Shots fired!

Silently they walked around, glaring at each other, trying to come up with more insults.

"You know what I think?" Christina said, realizing something that had been on her mind. "I think you really like me."

Robbie dropped his smirk along with his jaw.

"That's it," Christina said. "That's why you took my photo, and kept it. That's why you yelled out my name when you and that girl were doing whatever in that closet. Am I right?"

Robbie couldn't talk, not even to deny it or come up with an insult.

"Yeah," Christina nodded. "That's why you called me your woman at the theater. And that's why you kissed me. You like me, you really like me."

Robbie was still silent.

"You don't want to admit it so you're fighting it with everything you got. You run off to your little skanks when things get too close and you can't handle it." She looked at him closely. "Tell me I'm wrong."

Robbie was rooted to the spot. Christina watched as his eyes flared at her. Then he slowly moved closer. She didn't know what he was going to do but she wasn't going to back down.

Without warning he reached out, pulled her to him and kissed her, hard. She was caught off guard. He was holding her head between his hands, his fingers tangled in her hair.

When Robbie pulled away, Christina surprised them both by grabbing him. They kissed again, tongues sliding in and out. They bumped against the wall, then fell onto the couch before sliding onto the floor, clinging together.

Christina could feel the soft carpet on her back as Robbie pinned her down, holding her wrists. He stared down at her for a moment, then leaned over to kiss her, moving from her lips to her cheeks and neck. She was surprised and excited.

Robbie didn't know how this started and he didn't care. He just went with his feelings, and they were intense. He kissed her all over her face, then moved down to her neck and chest. Everywhere he touched sent shivers through her.

Suddenly Christina flipped them over, surprising both of them. Now Robbie was lying flat on his back and she was on top, straddling him. She leaned over and kissed his lips and neck, biting gently. He loved that. Her long hair draped him.

"Damn," he gasped. "You got fire. I love it." He couldn't remember being this excited.

He flipped her around so he was dominating again. The only sound in the room was kissing and heavy breathing. Again he pinned her down, letting her know who was in charge. He lay on top while pressing his lips hard against hers, sliding his tongue in. He felt her legs wrap around his waist.

Christina couldn't believe this was happening. She had never gone this far with a guy before. There were a lot of strange feelings going throughout her body.

Then she felt his hardness against her thigh as he squirmed.

Robbie was ready to take this party to the next level. He was about to carry her to his room where the condoms were.

"OWOOOO!"

The noise scared the hell out of them, bringing them back to reality. Robbie and Christina froze.

"OWOOO!" It was coming from Christina's room.

"What the fuck is that?" Robbie said as he sat up, looking scared.

"Oh that's Sandy," Christina explained. "She does that when she's been alone a while."

"OWWOOOO!" Sandy wailed again.

"Okay, Sandy, I'm coming!" Christina called as she stood, readjusting her clothes.

Robbie watched as she walked away. He sat there gasping while running a hand through his messy hair. Okay, here's a new situation with him and Christina. One minute they were fighting and the next they were rolling around on the rug about to have what he suspected would be the hottest sex ever.

What was worse was that Christina called him out about
his feelings for her.

She knew. Dammit! What was he going to do about that?

A/N Hi guys. Thanks for reading voting and commenting :)