Something Different
Athena13
Challenge from Jackie: Robin returns from the
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“Must have been a nice vacation, the tan looks pretty. The
usual?” Lisa asked as Robin leaned on the counter and studied the menu.
“Thank you. I think I’ll try something different tonight. Make it a number
three for a change.” Robin grinned and shrugged. The only big change was to
turn her regular spicy tuna into eel, but it was still a change and one that
reminded her of the empowering experience of killing and preparing snakes in
the middle of the jungle. She bit her lip and grinned wider remembering Patrick’s
affronted and freaked out exclamation when she threw the knife past his head.
Her grin darkened slightly as she admitted that the man was extremely lucky
that it had happened before his repulsive behavior with her treacherous
ex-stepmother.
“Still living on the edge, Scorpio?”
Robin’s head jerked slightly and she blinked both her eyes before turning
around to look up at the bearer of the familiar voice. “You know me.” She shook
her head and contemplated hugging him like she had when he left the
“You know,” she whispered a few minutes later when the kiss ended. “I’m gonna think you missed me if you don’t watch it.” Her eyes
sparkled with challenge, daring him to admit or deny the charge.
“I don’t know what’s you’re talking about.” He bit his lip and smiled his
dimpled smile down at her.
“How many voice mails did you leave me this week?” And, she noted to herself,
he hadn’t let go of her yet.
Patrick licked his lips. “I just don’t know what you’re talking about, Dr.
Scorpio. I must have been calling about a patient.” His lips hovered closer to
hers.
“Patience was definitely involved.” She smirked back at him.
“You know, what happens at Yakimotos stays at Yakimotos.” Patrick licked his lips again, his tongue
sliding seductively over hers at the same time.
“Saki just doesn’t have the same effect.” She shook
her head.
“Why don’t we order some and go back to your place and find out?”
“Is this your charming way of inviting yourself over for dinner?”
“Like we ever get to eat when we’re together.” He rolled his eyes and released
his embrace, causing her to do the same. “So how about it?”
She knew he was asking about more than dinner, she just didn’t know how much
more, but she decided that another small change was in order. Preparing herself
for hurt and extracting promises were only inhibiting her life. It was time to
take the plunge with this man and see what happened.
“Sure. I missed you, too.”
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“How come you didn’t call me when you got in?” Patrick asked. He and Robin sat
on the floor on either side of her coffee table drinking white wine and eating
their sushi with chopsticks. He’s was trying to be nonchalant, but Robin saw
through it so she gave him an honest answer.
“I thought you might be *busy*.” Robin said into her plate of food, not meeting
his eyes.
“I love it when you get all jealous and territorial.” Patrick smirked.
“I’m not jealous,” Robin mumbled and moved the sushi around in her plate with
the utmost concentration. She didn’t sound convincing even to herself. “I got
home, I was hungry and I assumed you were…busy.”
“Like I said, jealous.” He smirked, but then his smile
gentled and he leaned across the table. “I asked you to call me as soon as you
got home and I meant it.”
Robin flushed and looked up him, her eyes unable to look away as he licked his
lips. He winked and moved back to his previous sitting position. “How did
things go with your parents?” They had spoken only once while she was away, he
had called her asking why she wasn’t home yet. He had gotten through right
before her cell phone battery died. That was three days ago and they hadn’t
spoken since.
She tilted her head. “It’s like they were never dead.” She shook her head. “I
can’t believe I had to say that out loud. It’s fine. My father came back to
Port Charles, he’s staying a while.”
“Have you forgiven him yet?”
“I’m working on it. You know he doesn’t like you much anymore.”
“Hmph.
I was his hero during the epidemic. I guess he’s not fond of men who stick
their tongue in his daughter’s mouth.” He grinned evilly.
“Or flirt with his treacherous ex-wife who’s old enough to be your mother.” She
pointed her chopsticks at him. “You know she withheld the antidote and almost
killed a lot of people and you would still have sex with her. So would those
dirty old men.” She shook her head and grimaced in disgust.
“Sleeping with me would be a great way to stick it to your father.”
Robin let out a bark of surprised laughter. “You’re impossible and I’m not
sixteen!”
“When I’m with you I feel like I’m sixteen.” He leered at her.
Robin closed her eyes in utter mortification, and yes, she admitted to herself,
amusement. This man’s cocky arrogance amused the hell out of her now.
“If I tell you I missed you could we get into your bathtub?”
Her eyes popped open to see the impish smile on his face. He bit his lips and
raised his eyebrows questioningly. As she stared, speechless, he slid around
the side of the coffee table until he was sitting next to Robin and leaning
into her. “We could save a step and…” he said before he put his hands on the
sides of her face and initiated a heated kiss.
Robin wrapped her arms around his neck and let him guide them until they were
lying on the floor making out like a couple of teenagers. She slid her hands
into his hair and turned her body so that he could lie between her bent legs.
The kiss went on and on and on. Except this time there were no parents, no
wayward godfathers or stepmothers or ringing telephones to interrupt.
“Say it,” Robin said in between kisses.
“You were right,” Patrick whispered between kisses. “I did miss you.”
Robin looked into his eyes and stroked her hand down his neck to his back.
“Show me how much,” she whispered.
END