Wheels of Steel, Book 3 (14 page)

Jason closed the space between them and he pulled her against his body and kissed her gently, his dick against her belly, captured between them. Robin sighed and then swept off her panties and bra. Jason moved back to look at her and she could see by the way his eyes moved across every inch of her that he was putting her to memory.

Robin smiled and then Jason smiled. They made love over and over, pausing frantically to move from one position to the next. The sounds of their lovemaking filled the entire house and perhaps even beyond. Robin’s body quickly became re-adjusted to Jason and after making lover for five hours their exhausted bodies fell into coma like sleep.

Chapter 10

Many hours later Robin’s eyes opened slowly. She felt as if she had run a marathon; her body ached in places that she could only wonder about. Without moving she allowed her eyes to flit around and take in her surroundings. Jason’s soft snores beside her let her know that he still slept. Only then did she move. She looked at him sleeping on his back with his arms spread out and her head against his chest.

Fuck.

Robin carefully sat up so that she wouldn’t jar the bed and then she stood. Grimacing at the soreness embedded in various body parts for various reasons, Robin stealthily moved to her clothes. Her panties were still too damp to put on and with disgust she shoved them into her pocket after pulling on her jeans. As urgently as she had wanted to fuck last night was just as urgently as she wanted to disappear this morning.

She did not want to have the discussion that Jason would surely want to have; are they back together. She chastised herself for how easily she had succumbed. She would blame it on the alcohol and the pot—and the fact that she hadn’t had sex in months. And she would try not to think about how right it felt being with him again. She had worked too hard to get over this to just fall back into Jason’s arms!

Robin collected her things quickly and moved to the other room to dress, slipping on her shirt without putting on her bra. She took a moment to check the time. Fuck it was after twelve! Well there went classes for the day and she surely was not going to rush to make her last two classes smelling like hot sex. Disappointed that she had allowed herself to miss one of her last few days of school before summer break, Robin slipped on her shoes and hurried out of the suite of rooms and to the hall.

She could hear activity going on in the home coming from one of the closed doors in the corridor. Double fuck. She did not want to run into Belinda or Peter! Robin moved towards the stairs, bypassing the elevator and as she came closer to the closed door the voices inside became clear. Robin’s steps faltered.

No. Hell no…

She paused and listened to the clear laughing voice that was unmistakably Amberly’s. Robin felt hot and cold flashes coursing through her body. She rubbed her face forgetting that she was holding her bra and then with her mouth turned down in slow dawning anger, Robin opened the door.

Amberly’s head swung to the door, her mouth still opened in mid laugh. She was sitting in a bed with crumpled bedding wearing pajama bottoms and a t-shirt, her hair tousled. Belinda and Peter were at the bedside, he in his chair wearing just pajama bottoms and Belinda in sleep shorts and an oversized shirt. An Asian man lay on the floor as if feigning death or sleep and it was he that everyone was laughing at. But once the door opened all heads turned to her and at the sight of Robin, the room fell instantly quiet.

Robin’s eyes were locked onto the sight of the slight, dark haired girl whose smile was slowly falling away.

“Do you live here?” Robin asked simply.

“Robin-” Peter began.

“Shut up,” she said without taking her eyes from Amberly. “Well, do you?”

“Yes.”

“FUCK!” Robin screamed.

“Robin.” Amberly said while getting out of bed. “I just live here for convenience-” she limped forward to explain but as soon as she was close enough Robin slapped her.

“That’s what I think of your explanation!” She spat as Amberly’s head swung back. The smaller girl held her face in shock. Robin turned back to the corridor and Jason was quickly pulling on pants and hurrying toward her.

“Robin!” She stormed towards the stairs but stopped, swinging around to meet him.

“You lying sack of shit!” She yelled when he was in front of her.

“No no, Robin, you don’t understand-”

She punched him in the stomach hearing the satisfying thunk of her fist making contact and then watching him crumple forward as the air was forced from his body.

“Shit!” Belinda exclaimed running forward. Robin turned and hurried down the stairs and across the large expansive entry way towards the door. She yanked it but it was locked. What the fuck?! She tried again but it wouldn’t open and there were no visible locks…

A hand reached out and began pressing a code onto a pad next to the door and then there was the sound of a lock disengaging and she was able to pull the door open. She stormed out of the house and the figure that had unlocked the door followed close behind her. She glanced at him as she angrily crossed the patio. It was the Asian man that they had apparently been laughing at.

Why was he following her? He was watching her curiously as he walked alongside her.

“What do you want?” She bit out angrily.

“So you’re the infamous Robin.” He had a thickly accented voice but his English was smooth and cultured. “Somehow I thought you’d be bigger.”

She continued to march towards her car. “Who the hell are you?”

He stopped walking. “They call me Y. I’m Amberly’s husband.” He held out his hand for her to shake and Robin frowned at him, her footsteps slowing. “Yagano Kurahara.”

Her head began to pound. “What?”

He gestured back to the house good naturedly. “That was my wife that you slapped back there.” Y’s hand was still held out and Robin slowly shook it.

“Well…” Robin began. “You might not believe me but it was long overdue, Yakano.”

He raised his brow and shrugged. “There is some history there, I’m aware of that.” Y was very pleasant despite the strange circumstances and he wasn’t bad on the eyes. He appeared a bit older; perhaps in his mid thirties. He was just her height and so wasn’t very tall and was dressed in pajama bottoms showcasing a slender yet toned torso. He wore some very nice tattoos, one of which completely covering one forearm. His relatively short hair was unkempt and it was obvious that he had just risen for the day.

“Robin, why are you…so angry?”

“What?” She shook her head. Who was he to question her?! “Yakano-”

“Y if you prefer.”

“Y, your wife and my EX boyfriend acted in an inappropriately sexual manner with each other.” Amberly appeared in the doorway and was watching them. Robin grimaced at the sight of her. Well it wouldn’t be her fault if they broke up when he discovered that they were living under the same roof with the guy that Amberly was secretly in love with.

“Are you talking about when they made-out in the Jacuzzi at that party?”

Robin gave him a surprised look. “You know about that?”

He shrugged. “It was kind of a big deal when they got to Japan. Oh, I was their guide. I work for Akita Tom and I helped them to get acquainted with Japan…well as much as Jason would allow. He stayed in a funk during the entire trip. But I got to know Amberly…obviously.” He smiled. “And she got it off her chest. So, yes, I know all about that.”

“And you don’t have a problem with them living together?”

“Well…I live here too. But we’re only going to be here for a few more weeks and then we’re off to Japan again. Amberly just wanted to stay in the States long enough to make sure that Jason’s Baclofen pump was working right. I don’t know much about Baclofen, but she’s one of his support people in case something goes wrong with it.”

She gave him a grim look. “And you’re aware of the pact that they made?”

“The pact?” He shrugged casually. “They made that before I ever came along, and from what I understand before you had either.” He gave her a serious look. “Robin, I can assure you that Jason won’t need to fulfill the terms of that pact. It’s already been taken care of by me.”

“So you really don’t have a problem with Amberly being in love with Jason-?”

“Whoa!” He chuckled, holding up his hands. “That would be a problem. But Amberly is in love with me, not Jason.” Y glanced at the house and seemed to lock eyes with Amberly. After a moment she retreated back into the house. “She loves him.” Y met her eyes again. “She loves them all, but Jason has a special place in her heart. I think it’s their cerebral palsy. At least that’s my thought.”

Robin was shaking her head. “I feel sorry for you Y, if you think that’s all there is to it.” Robin backed to her car. Her calm demeanor cracked as her voice began to tremble with emotion. “You’ll go on thinking that you were being open and honest to allow their friendship to continue. And then the next thing you’ll know they’ll be off somewhere drunk and humping.” Tears appeared in Robin’s eyes. “Then you’ll wish that you had never trusted them. I just want to save you from feeling stupid.”

“Robin,” Y said gently, “you shouldn’t feel stupid. They feel stupid enough.” He stepped forward. “Robin, Amberly looks at Jason’s misery and has taken it on single handedly. She has taken every bit of responsibility for your breakup. I’ve grown to care for Jason and I know how he feels for you. He locks himself away all night sometimes, and all that can be heard is your voice singing the same songs over and over. He beats himself up pretty bad thinking that you hate him. Not to be inappropriate, but the sounds you two made last night is all anyone needs to hear to know that you two still have feelings for each other.”
Robin glanced away. “Good luck, Y. I mean that.”

“Breathe.” He said.

Her heart crashed. “What?!”

“Your tattoo, it says breathe. Do you understand the full meaning of those symbols?” Y had moved close enough to lean against her car and he crossed his arms in front of him. He was staring at the house as he spoke in a gentle voice. “It represents Ki, which is a fundamental concept of traditional Asian culture. Ki is a part of everything that exists. It is life force or spiritual energy. The symbols literally mean inhale, exhale, but together it means breathe.”

Y suddenly straightened. “I better go check on things. Sorry to have kept you, and I’m happy I did get a chance to meet you. It’s funny that you have that tattoo because you are like the Ki of that house. Yours is the energy that is like a strange invisible presence. You’re the mistake that Amberly can’t get over, and the friend that Belinda and Peter didn’t help…and of course the love that Jason lost. Wow, I thought you’d be bigger.” He shrugged. “If you don’t love Jason anymore then I’m sure you’ll get in your car and disappear again.”

Robin frowned at his words.

“But if you love him just a little bit, then consider forgiving him.” Y walked back to the house, leaving it open in case she wanted to follow.

Robin wanted to drive away, but she couldn’t. Y’s words cut through much of her hostility. As she stood there building up her resolve to either go inside or drive away Jason came outside. His limp was very pronounced. He obviously hadn’t put on his braces but he managed well enough.

He wasn’t wearing a shirt and she didn’t understand how she could have ever missed the hockey puck sized object beneath the skin on the side of his belly. It protruded outward just a bit and she thought that she could have traced it with her finger tips. And she had punched him there. Could she have damaged the pump?

“Did I hurt the pump?”

With a frown he looked down at his body. “No. You couldn’t damage it by punching me in the stomach.”

She looked away uncomfortably. She’d slapped a girl with cerebral palsy and punched a boy in the stomach that had a potentially deadly device surgically implanted into his body. She was a real piece of work…

“Do you think that we can talk?”

She felt nervous sweat beads begin to form on her brow. “It’s…hard for me to do that.”

“I don’t want it to be. How about I talk and you listen?” After a moment she nodded. “Can we go back inside?” She stiffened and Jason held up his hands. “We don’t have to.”

She looked at him. “You should have told me about Amberly living here. A heads up would have been nice.”

“Can I be honest with you?”

“It would be nice.”

“You would have left if I had told you last night.”