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Chapter 6

There was a park relatively close to the University campus that Sansa liked to spend her time on. It was also quite close to her own apartment, so she went there to get some fresh air and free time from the prying eyes.

Once upon a time Sansa had been a social butterfly who thrived on the attention of her peers. It'd been her dream at that point to be the girl all the other girls wanted to be. She had the perfect clothes, the perfect friends and the perfect boyfriend.

It was funny how now she could see it all for what it really was: the clothes were just overpriced and a desperate attempt to fit in; her perfect friends couldn't care less about her and prince charming was a fucking arsehole.

Sansa had learned her lesson.

It was better to stay under the radar, less chances to be hurt that way.

As she laid there belly down on her blanket, headphones covering her ears, reading her book, Sansa could finally relax for a bit.

Then a shadow covered her face.

Sansa raised her eyes and froze: the biggest wolf she'd ever seen was standing directly in front of her. His fur was grey and his paws were huge. Sansa felt panic start to close her throat.

Until said wolf opened his mouth and dropped a green ball –totally covered in dog slobber –on her book.

Sansa looked from the ball to the dog, then back at the ball. The dog dropped on his front legs, rear up in the air, tail wagging furiously and barked at Sansa.

She couldn't resist it f she tried.

The redhead picked the ball up and threw it as far as possible. The dog barked and dashed after it.

She chuckled and was about to go back to her book when the dog came back and repeated the whole process.

Realizing that she wasn't about to get any more reading done, Sansa sat up, put her headphones away and picked the ball up again. Before throwing she checked the collar. It said "Greywind."

She threw the ball again and, this time, as he was coming back, Greywind was joined by a second dog, just as large as he was, but this one completely white.

The new dog followed Greywind back to where Sansa was and sat down right in front of her. "Let me guess." She said amusedly. "You have a ball for me to throw too?"

The dog gave her a long look, before moving to her side and plopping down on her blanket, then –rather unceremoniously –put his huge head on her lap.

Sansa laughed. "Oh sure, just make yourself at home." She snorted, even as her hand found its way to his head for some petting.

Greywind gave her the ball and she obediently threw it again.

Sansa was wondering how she managed to get herself two dogs. Not that she minded; she'd always wanted a dog, but her mother never allowed it.

Her fingers found a collar and she checked it. "Ghost." She read the name out loud.

Ghost's ears moved, like he recognized his name being called. "Someone was very creative naming you." She teased.

Greywind once again came back with his ball. "You two are way too big to be missing. Where is your human?"

As if on a cue a voice called the two names, and fuck it if Sansa didn't recognize the voice.

"Shit." She groaned, even as she turned her head.

Sure enough Robb and Jon were coming in her direction. Greywind abandoned her to jump around Robb, while Ghost merely raised his head, checked who'd called, then dropped back to her lap.

"Lady Sansa!" Robb had a blinding smile. "Not satisfied with stealing out hearts, you decided to steal our dogs too."

The redhead rolled her eyes. "They're certainly more pleasant."

"Ghost." Jon called. "To me."

The white dog thoroughly ignored the command.

Robb arched a brow. "I think you've lost your touch, Jon." He commented amused.

Jon, however, wasn't amused; he was frowning -almost pouting - ,and Sansa had to hold back a smile.

"Ghost, to me." He commanded again, his voice serious.

Ghost let out a canine whine and didn't budge. Jon looked totally shocked.

Robb snickered. "Look, buddy, if I were in your place I wouldn't want to get up either, but we've annoyed lady Sansa enough."

Sansa threw her hair over her shoulder. "I don't know, Stark." She drawled, hands lazily running through Ghost's fur. "You annoy me, the dogs don't."

Robb chuckled. "I think you're the only one capable of making me jealous of a dog, Arryn."

She snorted. "Is that supposed to be charming?"

"Just the truth." Robb winked at her.

"Ghost." Jon tried again, his frown deepening.

The dog let out a mix of whining and growling that sounded an awful lot like a "no". Sansa couldn't resist giggling at that.

The sound coming from her melted the frown on Jon's face and he traded a smile with Robb. "Now, that one just earned you a treat, buddy." Jon said with a smile.

Sansa narrowed her eyes at him, unsure if he was just being annoying like his brother. However, the word "treat" brought Ghost immediately to his feet and Jon's side.

"Traitor." Sansa spoke without heat.

She gathered her things and, as she prepared to get up, Robb offered her a hand. She rolled her eyes, but accepted it and let him pull her up.

Her second boyfriend -Harry, the wandering cock – used to have this "move": he'd offer his hand for girls to get up, just to pull them too close and cope a feel. Sansa had laughed when he used it on her, because he was cute and she was an idiot that had wanted his attention.

She was expecting Robb to do the same; he was obviously flirting with her. She actually wanted him to do it; to prove that he and his brother were just like any other guy. She hated that she sometimes thought they were charming and funny.

Sansa wanted the Stark boys to be arseholes.

But they weren't.

Robb pulled her up gently. He didn't pull her against him. Jon picked her bag up and offered it to her.

Great. They were gentlemen.

She grumbled a "thanks" before collecting her stuff. When she turned her back, they were still there, apparently having a mental conversation.

"I'm going." She decided, turning around to do just that.

"Wait, Arryn." Jon asked, taking a step ahead. Sansa stopped and arched a brow, waiting for him to continue. "We're all meeting for beers later. Would you like to come?"

Sansa almost laughed at that. They'd finally realized that Robb's approach wouldn't work, so they'd changed tactics. Smart, even if it was useless.

"No, thanks. I'm busy." She informed them, not caring if they thought she was rude or just plain lying.

"Please." Jon insisted. "Allys and Jeyne will be there."

Sansa opened her mouth to say no again, when Robb intervened. "We honestly just want to get to know you, Sansa. No hidden intentions."

Her expression made it very clear she didn't believe that for a second. "So you weren't flirting with me?" She said dryly.

"I flirt with everyone!" Robb defended himself. "Even Yara Greyjoy."

Sansa snorted but refused to answer.

"I promise it'll only be friendly flirting." Robb assured her. "No second intentions. Jon will keep me pure."

Now Jon was the one snickering and Sansa had to smile at that. "Not even he believes this bullshit."

"Come on!" Robb was grinning, not arrogant or cocky, just so fucking cute, she wanted to slap herself for even thinking like that. "If I'm very honest with you, will you consider it?"

Sansa arched a brow. "Go on." She was curious.

"I talked to you that day at the pool because you're hot. I admit it." He raised his hands in surrender. "However…" He hurried as she rolled her eyes. "I understand you aren't interested. I just keep flirting because you're so good at putting me down. It's fun."

Sansa snorted. "So what? You have a submissive streak?"

Rob smirked at her. "If I answer that one honestly, you'll never talk to me again."

She gave him a flat look.

"Alys and Jeyne really like you." Jon offered. "And we know you don't go out much. We're just offering as friends."

"Exactly!" Robb agreed. "We just want to be friends."

Sansa sighed. She shouldn't. She really shouldn't. She was better off staying away from both of them.

But one beer wouldn't kill her.

"Okay, one beer. Just this time."

NOTES: So we're finally seeing how Sansa got involved with the boys.

In the next chapter... Robb finds Sansa to talk about the magic night... What will happen?

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