A/N: Thanks so much for reading and for the lovely feedback!

Thirty-Two

"How was it?" Dr. Kelly Lee asked the moment her roommate walked into their loft apartment. She was sitting in one of their very cushy and trendy navy blue chairs, her bare legs stretched out and resting on a matching ottoman. She had shucked her constricting party clothes and was lounging in pink boxers and a matching cami-tank, her long, silky hair in a pony tail.

Robin groaned and toed off her high-heeled slides. "I just want to take a shower and go to sleep." Today was a hectic day at the hospital. She had had her follow-up exam on Noah who was recovering wonderfully from his heroics, had the last of her course of ever-decreasing bandages removed from her ribs, finished some last minute changes to a journal articles, fielded calls and telegrams resulting from an award she had just won from the European Neurology Association and most recently mediated a battle between her parents.

"That good or that bad?" Dr. Lainey Winters asked, coming out of the kitchen with a couple of bottles of water in her hand. She was similarly already dressed for bed in white shorts and a tank top.

"Great, except for having to disarm my parents."

"Robert still pissed about Senior Hottie Drake and Anna?" Kelly asked.

"Hey, hey, he's not jealous about that, he's just concerned about…ah hell." Lainey flopped down onto the couch and tossed Robin a bottle of water.

Robin caught the bottle and grimaced at her roommate. Since the night Robert had dinner at the loft he and Lainey had been having a flirtation. "Sorry, I'm sure it's mainly habit." Robin took a sip of her water. "But then you're the psychiatrist. Maybe you can medicate him?"

"I think I'm the one who needs the medication. But damn, Robert is so sexy."

"Okay, too much information. It's bad enough I have to hear dish about Noah from my mother."

"Ooooh! What does she say about Hottie Senior?" Kelly leaned forward, practically drooling.

Robin blushed and dropped her head. "Okay, he's hot, but he's also Patrick's father. I can't go there!" Robin shook her head.

"Speaking of going there, Junior Hottie is on his way over. He called a few minutes ago, said he couldn't reach you on your cell but the hospital told him you had left," Kelly told her. "So you'd best go put on your sexies!"

"In your professional opinion, why do I stay living with you guys?" Robin turned her head and asked Lainey.

"Because imagine the conversation right now if you were still living alone? Boring!" Lainey laughed.

"There's that. I'm going to go shower. Let Patrick in if I'm not done?" Robin stood up and headed towards her room.

"Oh, most definitely," Kelly said. "You sure you can't give me one detail?" she called out as Robin walked into her room. Robin's groan was cut off by the closing of her door. "She loves us," Kelly said to Lainey with an evil grin.

"Hey sexy."

"Hey yourself. Why didn't you join me?" Robin walked out of the bathroom wearing her yellow robe to find Patrick lying under the sheet on her bed.

"Decided to enjoy the view without getting all messy."

"Yes, because you're so fastidious." Robin rubbed her hair with a white towel and then grabbed a comb and began to comb it watching Patrick through his reflection in the mirror. "What gives?"

"I'm afraid of showers now."

"Don't tell me." Robin turned around and leaned back against the dresser. "Icky parent disclosure?"

Patrick covered his eyes. "I'm scarred for life. But it gets better." He took his hand down and looked at her questioningly.

"What?" Robin asked, shaking her head.

"They're moving in together."

"What! That must be what the battle I walked in on tonight between my parents was about." Robin blew out a breath. "That's quick."

"They're old, they don't have much time." His implication was clear – they did.

"That's mean!" Robin put her hands on her hips and glared at him, her eyes twinkling in amusement at his sense of panic.

"No, what's mean is you standing there wet and naked instead of getting into bed with me." Patrick flipped back some of the sheet and pat the bed next to him.

Robin contemplated teasing him for a moment, but decided she didn't want to punish herself too. "I got my bandages off today." She untied her robe.

"I know it was a big day for you, award winner."

She let the robe drop to the floor and walked towards the bed, running her hands over her rib cage. "I'm free." She bit her lip and climbed onto the bed.

"And damn sexy." Patrick put his arm around her waist and pulled her on top of him. He ran his hands over her torso making her shiver. "Nice. Bare skin." He flipped them over until he was on top of her and leaned in and initiated a heated kiss. When she was sufficiently melted underneath him he pulled back. "Do I get to go to Europe with you when you get your award?"

"You'll definitely get a mention in my acceptance speech." She sighed and pulled his head back down to hers.

Her fingers dug into the bare skin of his back as she arched into him, pulling him deeper inside of her, filling her. She felt his body begin to shake and her own pulsed ahead of him.

"I love you," he whispered into her ear and his quick thrusts slowed and lengthened. His groan filled the room as he filled the condom that sheathed him inside her and she pulsed around him. Her entire body tingled and light flashed before her closed eyes as his weight pressed her into the bed, grounding her.

"I love you," she whispered back when she could speak.

"That's was so good." His voice was a sexy purr that curled her toes. "I think we should do it again."

"Definitely," she said, meaning it. Then she wrapped her leg around his and flipped them over so that she was on top. "Switch. This time I lead."

END