bed. It was after midnight. She helped Jason use the restroom and then she pulled on her clothes. He frowned.
“Are you sure that you want to leave?” He hated thinking of her driving through the streets at this hour when she could be asleep in his arms.
She nodded. “Yes. I need to go home. But…lay down in bed.” He gave her a curious look and then turned and walked to the bed, climbing into it and wondering what she was up to. She brought the covers up and tucked him in. He grinned.
She watched him, her hands moving slowly over his nude chest and down his arms. “I’ll lock the door when I leave.” His brow gathered.
“Why? I can walk you out-”
She shook her head. “No. It’s time for your song. So lay there and take it like a man.”
He chuckled. “Okay, if you want to bend my arm.” He sighed and brought his hands behind his head and waited.
She looked a bit embarrassed. “So, how do you feel about sappy love songs?”
“I wish I could sing you a sappy love song, Robin.” He said earnestly. “Go ahead, sing whatever you want, babe. I want to hear whatever you have.”
She stared at the pillow that his head rested on. She swallowed and then began to softly sing a song about Jason’s star soaring and her being the sky that allowed him to shine.
When she finished he just stared at her. He didn’t speak for a long time. “Is this how you feel about me?”
She nodded. “You’re so talented, Jason. I just love to watch you soar. I…love being in the same room with you when you’re making magic.” She felt suddenly stupid for what she had just said. He must think she is so desperate just to gleam off some of his strength.
“I can’t sing worth a lick.” He said, while staring steadily into her eyes. “But tomorrow I’m going to play you a song that mirrors what I feel for you, okay?” She felt her cheeks warm.
“Okay. A sappy love song?” She smiled.
“Maybe.” He wore such a serious look on his face. “Robin.”
“Hmmm?”
“I love you.” The silly smile fell off her face.
Her face grew serious. “Why?”
He didn’t seem surprised that she asked this. But this time he smiled. “I’ll tell you tomorrow.”
“It’s going to take you that long to figure it out?” She asked, only half way joking.
“No. I know exactly why I love you. But I need to tell you tomorrow.” She didn’t understand. But on this point he seemed adamant.
“Okay.” She finally said when he didn’t add more. “I love you too Jason.” She gave him a soft kiss on his lips. “Thank you.”
“For what?” He frowned once.
“For loving me.”
He reached up and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. “See you tomorrow, Sweetheart.”
Robin drove home in an odd mood. She had a boyfriend, her own place, money in the bank; everything that she had always dreamed of having…and yet there was so much sadness still within her. She didn’t understand it.
Once Robin was gone Jason got out of bed. He didn’t bother to check the locks, he trusted Robin to have locked up. Instead he went to the bathroom but not to use the toilet again. He leaned heavily against the counter and swallowed a pained look. Then he reached into the medicine chest for the bottle of Ibuprofen. His legs were killing him and had been for the last two days but now it was worse. His knees were swollen, his ankles hurt and his hip joints ached. Jason didn’t know how much longer he would be able to walk, he’d been swallowing ibuprofen like it was candy.
He limped slowly back into his bedroom and climbed into bed.
Chapter 6
The next day was Thursday and as soon as Robin and Jason approached the cafeteria her feeling of peace slipped. She didn’t mind the table full of ever changing bodies