This is the sequel to When you least expect it. Robin and Patrick are both high school teachers and Robin does not have HIV.
Chapter One:
Robin looked at her husband as he drove them to work. She felt her heart beat faster at the strong line of his jaw and the simple masculinity of his hands and his thighs. His chest was broad and his mouth was sensual.
"You're freaking me out. What are you staring at?" he asked her, looking at her while he drove.
"The hotness that is my husband," she grinned.
He burst out laughing. "Hotness, huh?"
"Oh yes," she reached her hand over and rested it on his upper thigh. He felt his groin twitch and small beads of sweat break out on his forehead.
"Robin, we are on our way to work," he tried to keep his body from reacting to her touch, but that was like trying to pick up a single snowflake.
She shrugged. "What's your point?"
"Our work is at a high school, We are teachers, We teach teenagers, I can't stand in front of students looking like I am one of them," he said.
She laughed. "Being a fellow teacher, I can say with 100% accuracy, that you look nothing like any of our students.
"You say that now, but what happens when I am unable to stand up because you made me 'inappropriate'," he looked at her and she was adjusting her bra. She was trying to kill him.
She sighed. "Okay, you win. I will keep my distance," she smiled into the window. They stopped at the drive thru for their coffee and Patrick thought for a minute he should just ask for a glass of ice water.
Robin was in her classroom getting ready after leaving Patrick in the copy room. She smiled at how she affected him, but the truth was, she was incredibly in love with him and she had a hunger for him that never went away. They had been married for 3 months and things had been wonderfully normal for them. They had both been through so much since the beginning of the school year and now that it was winding down, she was looking forward to a long summer break. They were both teaching summer school, but it would be much less involved and leave plenty of time for fun. She looked up as her best friend Elizabeth stopped at the door.
"Hey, do you have a minute?" Liz asked.
Robin felt tears prick her eyes as she saw her best friend. Liz had been through so much in the past few months. She had been involved in a messy divorce from her husband Brad and she had suffered a miscarriage. Even though Brad was a jerk, Liz had loved her baby and was so excited to bring it into the world. Robin and Patrick had been with her every step of the way and she had been a fixture at their house, something none of them minded. "Of course, I'm so glad you're back."
Liz smiled as she walked in. She had taken some time off to deal with everything and had been seeing a therapist to help her with the loss of her marriage and her child. Today was her first day back. "Thanks. I'm just a little nervous. Do you think the kids will ask questions? What do I tell them?"
Robin sat down on top of a desk and motioned for her to sit as well. Liz did and Robin took her hand. "You are one of the strongest people I know. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, and you don't have to tell anyone anything. Your students love you and they will be more supportive and therapeutic than you could ever imagine. Trust me on that one."
Liz nodded and they both turned when they heard a noise at the door. There was a man standing there, about their age, dressed in a suit. "Excuse me, I'm a little lost. I was hoping maybe you could point me in the right direction," he smiled and Robin saw Liz blush.
"Of course, come on in. I'm Robin Drake and this is Elizabeth Webber." Robin smiled at the man and nudged Liz.
"Hi, nice to meet you." Liz said softly.
"I'm Lucky Spencer, the new social studies teacher. I seem to have gotten completely turned around and my first class is coming up. Well I guess you both know that, seeing as you are both teachers. You are both teachers, right?" he looked suddenly worried.
Robin laughed. "Yes. I teach English and Liz teaches Science. My husband Patrick teachers is in your department. I am sure he would be happy to show you around."
"That's great, thanks." Lucky said, talking to Robin but looking at Elizabeth. Robin grinned and looked at Liz, who seemed flattered and not at all bothered by the attention.
"I'll walk to you your room if you want." Liz said.
Lucky beamed. "That would be great," he said and smiled at Robin. "Nice to meet you."
Robin watched them leave. "You, too," she grinned as she moved to get her things ready for her class.
Patrick looked at the clock and felt the day dragging. He hadn't been able to focus on anything except for Robin. He looked at the clock again and felt like a student, counting the minutes until school was out. He walked around the classroom while his students were working in groups and he gently turned their attention back to the task at hand whenever he heard them off topic.
He loved teaching high school and he loved the excitement each day brought. He never knew what to expect and he welcomed the challenge of working with teenagers. He also loved being so close to Robin. She was his heart and soul and he was so thankful they had made it through the craziness that had consumed their lives. He smiled when he thought about their wedding and how beautiful she was. He blushed when he thought about the honeymoon. "Mr. Drake," he heard a voice call out. Patrick looked and saw numerous students staring at him.
"What?" he asked, having once again lost track of time.
"You said you would tell us what our homework was."
"Oh, right," he shook his head and went to the board and wrote down their assignment. The bell rang and the students left, saying goodbye and waving. Patrick returned the smiles ad realized he was in trouble. He needed to get his mind off of his wife, his beautiful and sexy wife.
Robin made her way down the hall towards Patrick's room and smiled as she walked past Liz's room. She saw Lucky with her, talking and laughing and Liz looked happier than she had seen her in a long time. She kept walking and didn't look where she was going until she bumped into something hard. "Oh, excuse me," she said and looked up into a strange face. There was a man standing there, who she had never seen before and he had grabbed her by the arm, to keep her from falling. She immediately felt nervous, thinking about all of the things she had been through along with Patrick. Things had been going so well that the daily anxiety had all but gone away, until now.
"I think I'm okay, you can let go," she said, pulling her arm back.
"Sorry, excuse me." The man said and walked past her. Robin watched him go and felt another hand on her. She jumped and saw Patrick standing there.
"Oh, thank God it's you," she about crawled into his arms.
Patrick was concerned and led her to his room. They were very professional at work and never liked to show any displays of affection. Once inside he held her to him and felt her trembling. "What happened?"
She shook her head. "Nothing, I mean, I don't know. I walked into that man in the hall and he grabbed me by the arm and I freaked out a little, I guess."
"He grabbed you? Did he try to hurt you?" he was livid.
"No, I just walked into him and I almost fell. I think he was just trying to steady me. I am sure I am overreacting. Can we just go home?" she asked him.
He sighed as he held her to him again. When it came to his wife, there was never overreacting. Perhaps things weren't as over as they had hoped.
Chapter Two:
Robin walked into the house and tossed her bag down. She plopped onto the couch and ran her hand through her hair. She smiled as "Toots" their cat came over and rubbed against her hand. "Hi sweetie," she said as she scratched the cat's head. "Why does everything have to be so difficult?"
"Should I be concerned that you are having a conversation with a cat?" Patrick asked as he walked into the room, smiling at his beautiful wife.
Standing up and smiling, the petite brunette crossed her arms in front of her. "Only mildly concerned?"
He walked over to her and pulled her into his arms. "Can I ask what's bothering you?"
She forgot everything when he was so close to her. She breathed his scent and her mind was filled with thoughts of only one thing, him. He was a bit concerned with her silence.
"Robin, really, talk to me. What's going on?" he stepped back, breaking his spell on her.
She sighed as she sat down. "I don't know," she looked at him. "Why don't you think I'm pregnant yet?"
He didn't expect that. "We haven't been trying that long. Maybe we need to try harder?" he smiled at her.
She grinned. "I mean it, I just want to have a family with you, Patrick, and today, seeing Liz flirting with Lucky, it just hit me."
He wasn't following and his confused expression showed that.
She laughed. "I just see how messed up Elizabeth was with Brad, and how sad she was when she miscarried, and I look at us and how much we want to have a child and I just want that for us. I just want us to be happy."
Patrick sat down and pulled her onto his lap. "Robin, we are happy, completely. You are my world and I look at you and I am complete. I would love to have a child with you and I believe it will happen. We can't get discouraged, we just need to keep trying," he ran his hand up under her hair.
She nodded. "I know."
"There's more you aren't telling me," he said.
"That guy I ran into before we left, I think I remember him," she said.
"What do you mean? From where?" he was on alert and felt his heart beat faster.
"I'm not sure, but it scared me. I don't want anything bad to come at us again. I just don't want to start looking behind me again," she felt her eyes fill with tears.
"Baby, nothing is going to happen. Jason is in prison, Jody moved out of State, and Neil is dead. We are good," he said softly.
She sighed. "I know, I do, I'm sorry for being such a downer," she smiled and leaned in to kiss him. He intensified the kiss and she felt his hands under her shirt. She sucked in her breath as he ran his fingers over her bra-covered nipples. She backed away and smiled at him. "Let's have some fun."
He smiled at her and raised his eyebrows. "What did you have in mind?"
She picked up her phone and dialed as she walked into the other room. He was confused until his cell phone buzzed. "Hello?" he asked slowly.
"Hi," she purred into the phone.
"What can I help you with?" he asked her, playing along.
"Well, the night before our wedding, we had a conversation over the phone. I was wondering if we could reenact some of that conversation?" she asked softly.
He stood up and walked towards the bedroom. He looked at her and tossed his phone on the table. "I have a better idea."
She put her phone down and smiled. "What's that?"
He walked into the bedroom and was stopped by his phone. He looked down and saw it was his brother. He was set to ignore it when Robin's phone went off as well. She looked and saw it was Maxie. They both sighed and picked up their respective phones.
"Matt, just chill out, I am sure it isn't that bad. Look, why don't we meet for a drink and figure out what happened." Patrick said, looking at Robin. "Champs in 20 minutes?" he made sure Robin heard him. "Okay, see you there."
"Sweetie, I am sure he didn't mean it that way. Maybe you misunderstood him?" she held the phone away from her ear as Maxie yelled. "Look, are you on call or can you go get a drink and talk? Okay, good, meet me at Champs in 20 minutes. Okay, bye," she hung up and looked at Patrick.
"We have work to do," she said and walked over to him. She kissed him deeply and pressed her forehead to his.
"Shit, Robin, can't we just let them be miserable and continue what we were doing?" Patrick said as he hungered for her.
"I think we will have plenty of time for fun after we get them back together. Now let me change and we can go," she grinned and moved to her closet.
Robin met Maxie at the bar and she smiled as she sat down with her. Maxie was livid about something and Robin could only guess what Matt had done. Patrick's brother had been so good for Maxie. They began dating shortly after the wedding and things had been going well, or so Robin and Patrick had thought. Robin saw Patrick sitting with Matt at a corner table, out of view from them. Neither Matt nor Maxie knew the other was there, and Patrick and Robin planned it that way. "Sweetie, let's go sit down and talk."
Maxie got up and walked to the table with Robin. "It's not like I'm that difficult, you know. I can be reasonable." Maxie said, her words coming out in a rush. "I mean, I am a doctor, an Emergency Room doctor, I can't just tell the person who is dying on the table to hold on because my boyfriend needs me."
Robin smiled and nodded. "Honey, did Matt really ask you to leave work in the middle of an emergency?" she figured there was more to the story.
Maxie sniffed. "Yes, no, sort of. I mean, he wanted to take me out to a nice dinner and he had a big surprise planned, but I didn't know, and I kind of blew it off. He ended up sitting alone for hours, waiting."
"Did you call him and let him know?" Robin prodded her.
"No." Maxie said. "But I never do that, you know? Most men don't wait."
Robin smiled. "Matt really likes you, sweetie. You probably hurt his feelings. You know, the Drake ego's can be fragile at best."
Maxie wiped her eyes. "I like him, too. A lot."
"Women are pointless. I am never dating a woman again." Matt said to Patrick as they nursed their beers.
Patrick looked at his younger brother. "What happened?" he tossed a pretzel into his mouth.
"She stood me up. I mean, who does that? I'm handsome and professional and I treat her well. She made me feel like a kid at the prom who showed up alone," he took a long drink. "I am done dating women."
Patrick looked at him. "I know some men who would love a call," he smiled, referring to Jason.
"You did not just go there." Matt glared at his brother.
"Come on, man, lighten up. Maxie is a doctor and doctors have emergencies. She should have called, but maybe she was hoping you wouldn't push her." Patrick said.
"What the hell does that mean?" Matt asked.
Patrick leaned back and smiled. "Robin told me a lot about Maxie. She doesn't trust easily and she tends to leave people before they leave her. Maybe she was testing you, and you did what she expected."
Matt ran his hand through his hair. "So now what? How do I fix something I didn't even know I messed up?"
"Maybe we go and have that dinner now?" Maxie said and Matt turned around in his chair and saw Maxie standing there with Robin. Patrick grinned at his wife who walked over and stood next to him.
Matt stood up. "I could eat something," he said and Patrick groaned.
"Dude, really?" They all laughed.
Maxie pulled Matt to her and kissed him deeply. Robin smiled at her husband.
"Let's go." Patrick stood up and put some money on the table. They smiled at the couple and walked out.
Robin stared at Patrick as they drove. She looked at him and reached over to hold his hand. He turned and looked at her, smiling.
"I love you," he said, smiling his dimpled smile.
She smiled and moved to unbutton her blouse. "It's kind of hot in here," she said as she opened her shirt, revealing a red bra.
Patrick almost drove off the road. "Robin, what are you doing?"
She ran her hand over her breasts. "Nothing, just cooling off."
He felt his erection growing as she continued to fondle her chest. She turned the air on and pointed the vent at her skin, which made her nipples pebble and her skin pucker. "Shit, Robin," he murmured.
She reached over and ran her hand over his thigh, brushing his groin with her fingers. He did the best he could to drive as fast and as safely as he could back to their house. She leaned over as they were close to home and unbuttoned his pants. He felt his heart in his throat at the sheer excitement of what she was doing and the danger of it. He kept his eyes on the road as she ran her hands up under his shirt.
"Are we there yet?" she asked him seductively.
"I don't know about you, but I'm almost there," he growled as he pulled into their driveway. He turned the car off and they jumped out of the car. Robin walked in front of him and they barely made it to the door before he grabbed her and picked her up in his arms. He carried her into the house and straight into the bedroom. She pulled her shirt the rest of the way off and she pulled him to her, pulling his shirt off and running her hands over his torso. He laid her down and unclasped her bra, feasting on her breasts and moving his mouth down her torso. She writhed under his touch and he pulled her pants and panties off and moved his mouth back up her thighs, breathing in her scent and feeling his erection strain against his briefs. He pulled the rest of his clothes off and his shaft sprang forth, almost touching his navel.
Robin licked her lips as he hovered over her, teasing her and driving her wild. He moved down and in one quick movement entered her, gasping at the sensations he felt as she took all of him in.
"Oh God, Patrick, more," she said as she felt him stretch her in the best way possible. She wrapped her legs around him and held him to her, skin on skin, torso to torso. He lay almost totally on her, making their connection intense and profound. He rocked in and out of her and she felt her orgasm building as he moved in just the right motion. He could feel her muscles contract and she closed her eyes, deep in pleasure.
"Look at me, baby, let me see you love me," he said.
She opened her eyes and he covered her mouth with his. He thrust into a few more times and she cried out as he exploded inside her, filling her with all of him. He continued thrusting a few more times until his energy was spent and then he pulled out of her, collapsing in exhaustion. She lay next to him, both of them staring at the ceiling.
"Shit," he said.
"Ditto," she said.
He moved to look at her and traced a line down her torso. "Do you know what I think?"
She ran her hand up his arm. "What?"
"I think we just made our baby," he said.
She smiled through wet eyes. "I hope so, but if not, I had a really good time trying," she pulled him to her again.