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Chapter Seventeen

Riley and Will stepped out of the tow truck behind the apartment complex and immediately turned around as they heard a door slam and hurried footsteps and yelling. Riley braced herself for what she knew was coming.

"MY CAR!" Robbie yelled as he ran towards them, his injured arm in a sling. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO IT?!"

"Now listen here," Riley began, but Robbie just ignored her and ran over to his beloved corvette.

"MY BABY!" he yelled as he knelt down beside it and caressed its side. Riley and Will just looked at each other and she rolled her eyes. Will pulled her to him so that her back was up against his chest.

"Let's forget about him," he whispered in her ear. "Why don't we… head up to your apartment?" her spine shivered at his comment and because his breath was tickling her ear.

"He'd follow us," she whispered back. She felt Will slump in disappointment.

"It's okay…Ssh… what did those EVIL people do to you, Emma?"

Robbie's voice interrupted them and Riley had to turn around and hide her face in Will's chest to hide her laugh.

"Emma?" Will asked.

"He named his car after his ex-girlfriend he's still in love with," she replied, laughing.

"Excuse me! I heard that! And I am NOT still in love with her!" Robbie poked his head up above the roof so he could see them.

Riley rolled her eyes and turned around to face him. "Oh, please! I hear you when you invite the guys over for Monday Night Football!" she began to imitate him. "Oh Emma! Oh, oh, oh!"

Robbie blushed deep red. "How do you hear that?! You live three floors up!"

"Your underwear drawer," she replied simply.

"WHAT?! You hide in my underwear drawer?!"

She rolled her eyes again. Will smiled. "No, you dimwit! I put a walkie talkie in there! I hear EVERYTHING."

If it was even possible, Robbie's blush deepened. But then he realized the way Will was holding his best friend. One hand was on her stomach, the other was just below her breast. It seemed he guessed what had went on in his cabin. "That reminds me, you two, how did you like your stay at the LOVE SHACK, BABY LOVE SHACK? Did you enjoy the VIEW? It's a COZY little place, isn't it?"

Riley frowned and she and Will blushed a bit. Robbie grinned in triumph.

"Oh shut it, Robbie," said Riley.

"Why don't we just go inside and we'll tell you what happened," said Will, leading Riley inside. Robbie caught up with him, that grin still on his face.

"Robert, get that smile off your face or I'll punch it in," she threatened.

"Shuttin'," he said.

Ten minutes later when Will and Riley had finished telling the story of how the pirates had come during their 'picnic', the tobasco sauce and all. Robbie stared at them for a few seconds, mouth open, then started laughing hysterically.

"TOBASCO SAUCE?!" he yelled.

"We had to get creative!" defended Will.

"Robbie, if you don't shut up, there's some in here that I can squirt in YOUR eyes!" said Riley, frowning.

"Aw, man, Ri! You always ruin my fun…"

"You have too much fun in your life anyway, Robbie."

"Oh, I forgot to mention this when we were outside, Ri, do you remember what day it is?"

She looked at him blankly. He rolled his eyes as he continued. "What's tonight that starts in," he looked at his watch, "two hours forty-six minutes and fifty nine seconds?"

She gasped, jumping up. "THE ART SHOW!"

Robbie nodded. "I swear, your memory is worse than mine. OW!"

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Sorry about not updating in a while, school is back… woowoo…