The moaning of the wind seemed to grow louder as rob made his way to the front door. It was time, he knew it and so did they. This was her fault! Women always seemed to cause rob grief. How could he have known she was married? With no ring and the steady flow of f**k me eye’s she had been sending his way, everything seemed peachy. In retrospect that should have been the first red flag, nothing was ever that easy. Not where rob was concerned. None of this had crossed his mind as he had made his way over to her.
The party raged all around as rob left the kitchen and headed straight toward her. Gorgeous, that’s a word that didn’t completely fail at describing her. Dark hair was splayed about slender shoulders, a golden tan graced her skin and dark eyes watched him. She was only a few feet away but the walk seemed to take hours, each step like pulling his feet out of mud, slow and difficult. Rob was sure he must look ridiculous. On a normal day he would have simply walked past her but there was something about the way she looked at him. Her eyes seemed to sparkle he neared. “hello.” He croaked through his dry mouth “I saw you from over there and I had to come introduce myself, my names rob.” A slight smile teased the corners of her mouth as she began to speak. “Rob huh? I like that name. I’ve been waiting for you to come over for a while.” Each word flowed smoothly out as she took his hand. Rob managed to stutter a reply “ oh… well good thing I came over then. I didn’t catch your name.” Her laughter rang out almost musical in sound. Robs cheeks colored glancing around sure that everyone knew he was making an a*s of himself. “Rob your cute. You can call me Christina.” Christina the name fit at least Rob thought so. Gripping his hand a bit more firmly she looked him in the eye and asked “would you like to have a drink with me rob? Perhaps somewhere more private.” He was nodding before Christina finished speaking. Smiling she began to lead him toward the nearest vacant room.