There's a Fine Line COMPLETE

They didn't talk on the ride home and as soon as the car stopped, Lex jumped out of it and stormed into the house.

"Well I guess we're back to square one." Rob said to himself. The more he thought about it the more he figured she was mad that she had let him see, she had a weakness for him. She was pissed off and not embarrassed. Well she would get over it he thought. He went to his office and called Jon.


"Hello Rob. How's it going there?" There was a pause before Jon worridly asked. "What's she done now?"

"Nothing. We've come to an understanding." Rob said.

"Oh my God, you're fucking her!" Jon accused.

"No! I'm not! Thanks for the faith." Rob said.

"I'm sorry Rob. It's just that when you come to an understanding with a woman, she's usually naked." Jon said from experience.

"That's not always true." Rob said. Though he knew it was, usually like that.

"Look Rob, we sent Lex to you because we wanted to keep her safe. She's not in your league. She is really innocent. I hope she stays that way." Jon said, his voice full of warning.

"Out of my league? What are you saying Jon?" Rob asked.

"I'm saying it's going to be hard to be friends if I have to cut you balls off. Don't break her heart."

"It's not like that. Don't worry." Rob said.

"Well what is it like?" Jon asked.

"It's like...nothing. We barely talk." Rob said. But he was picturing the photo shoot with her hand in his pocket.

"Rob, she is a really shy girl. She doesn't have a lot of experience with men." Jon said.

"Shy? Does she lead a secret life from your family? Because she is not shy." Rob said. He was getting pissed off. They all thought Lex was some sweet freaking Virgin Mary and he was a perverted letch.

"What are you trying to say Rob?" Jon was getting a bit angry too.

"She's not so freaking innocent. Do sweet innocent girls wear shirts that say "real men eat pussy"? What about that Jon?" Rob shot out.

"Real men what?? Are you serious?"

"Yes. She got off the plane wearing that. I still get shivers thinking about it." But he wasn't afraid of her anymore, he wanted to prove to her he was a real man.

"She wasn't wearing that when she got on the plane. I was there and I think I would remember that." Jon said.

"Well I've been telling you for years she's evil." Rob said. He didn't believe it anymore but he didn't want Jonny pissed at him.

"Maybe I should have her mum call her." Jon wondered out loud.

"No! Then she'll know I told on her. She'll be going home in a couple of months. I can live with her til then." Rob said.

"Alright Rob. But please just remember keep your trousers on mate." Jon warned one last time.

"Not to worry Jon." Rob said but he was picturing Lex, against a wall, legs wrapped around his waist and him buried deep inside of her, all with his trousers still on.


Rob was deep into a video game later that evening when the storm began. It started raining just after his phone call with Jon, it didn't rain often in L.A. but Rob didn't really take any notice of it. When it began to thunder and the lightening flashed he paused his game and went to the window to watch the storm. The trees lashed about in the wind, briefly lit up by the lightening. And then the lights went out. Along with the power to the rest of the house and whole neighbourhood.

"Shit." He said when he realised that he hadn't saved his game and would have to start over. He stumbled to a table where there were some decorative candles and he lit one with his ever present lighter. He began to head towards the kitchen when he heard Lex call his name. Her voice sounded high and full of panic.

"Lost the power Lex. I'm going to get a flashight." He said.

"Don't leave me!" She begged. He could see her shadow moving towards the stairs.

"Stay there Lex or you'll fall and break your neck." He warned, moving towards her. When he got to the top of the stairs she flung herself into his arms and grabbed bunched of his shirt into her fists, she also managed to snag some chest hairs.

"Oow, Lex that hurts." He said, she loosened her grip but continued to cling to him. So he led her down the stairs with one hand holding the candle and the other holdling her. Once in the kitchen he found the flashlight. He handed it to her, she obviously needed it.

"We may as well go to sleep, probably won't have power for a while." He said.

"No. Please stay with me. Keep me company." She asked, begged actually.

"Okay, lets go to the games room." He suggested. She shook her head.

"Too many windows." Was all she said.

"My office?" He asked. She nodded her head and holding onto the back of his shirt she followed him to his office. Once there he put the candle in the centre of his desk. It lit up a small circle of flickering light. He sat in his leather chair and Lex sat curled up on the couch.

"So...." He said lighting a cigarette. "How is it a 24 year old woman is afraid of thunder storms?" His voice was soft and it felt like it was carressing her, and she found herself telling him.

"I've always been afraid of them. I don't really know why. I can usually ignore them, turn up the TV or stero but by myself in the dark, I start to freak out."

"Isn't it strange how in the dark you can say things you never would in the light? Makes it easier to reveal the deep dark secrets in the deep dark." He said.

"So what about you?" She asked.

"What's my deep dark shameful secret? I dont really have any that haven't been made public. I guess I'm afraid to be alone. That's my most shameful but it's no secret." He told her taking a drag of his cigarette. She had heard the rumour and the interviews regarding that. But he had always seemed so confident, so sure of himself that she had figured it was an act. Now she realised that the confidence was the act. They were quiet, neither talking until he said.

"You know Lex, if you think of a thunder storm like sex, you could probably get over it."

"Sex? Only you could equate sex with a storm." She said.

"But isn't sex just that? The panting and moaning, thats the thunder. The wind, two bodies joining and moving wildly. The lightening, that white flash you see behind your eyes just as you cum and the rain..well I think you can figure out the rain." He said. She blushed and was glad he couldn't see her in the dark. She laid her head on her knees and was silent. But her mind was moving a mile a minute. She was replaying the scene from the wardrobe room. She had been so hot for him she would have fucked him right there. She couldn't get over the shame she felt. She never let herself be led by her emotions. But sitting in the dark with him, she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be with him.

"I'm bored. I'm going to bed." Rob said.

"No! Please stay, just a while longer." She asked.

"I'll stay but I'm bored. You'll have to entertain me." He teased.

"Yeah right. Would you like your lap dance here or over there." She asked sarcastically.

"I'll ask you a question and you have to answer truthfully. Then you can ask me one." He said ignoring her comment.

"What kind of question?" She asked suspiciously.

"Does it matter?" He asked.

"How will I know if you're telling the truth? Or what's to stop me from lying?" She asked.

"Your honor?" He asked.

"Fine but I'm not answering if I don't want to." She said.

"If you don't answer then you don't get to ask me."

"Whatever. Let's just go."

"Okay...why did you play all those pranks on me?" He asked.

"Shit." She muttered. He was looking at her waiting for the answer.

"I had a crush on you BACK THEN, then I guess I just liked pissing you off and kept doing it." She told him. He nodded and smiled. It was her turn.

"Did you get turned on by Trina?" She asked. 'shit! Why did I ask that?' She wondered to herself.

"No." He answered.

"No?"

"It's not your turn. Have you ever had a sex dream about me?" He asked.

"Oh my God. I can't believe you asked that?" She said.

"Answer it."

"Yes." She muttered unable to look at him, she picked at the hem of her track pants.

"Do you think I'm pretty?" 'fuck who was asking these questions?' She could not believe her brain and mouth were not working together.

"Yes. Gorgeous." He answered. She looked up into his eyes and knew he wasn't lying."

"What did we do in your dream?"

"Fuck Rob, this is so embarrassing."

"It's just a dream. You can't control them so don't be embarrassed." He said calmly.

"Well...we had sex. In the pool." She added. He raised one eyebrow but said nothing.
She tried to think of something to ask him but was too embarrassed to ask what she was thinking.

"When was the last time you got laid?" She finally asked.

"Few months ago. I don't have the specific date." He answered. She laughed at that answer and waited anxiously for his next question. He didn't ask one for a long time.

"Lex, who do you think of when you touch yourself?"

"Okay, that's enough." She said standing up angrilly.

"Why Lex? I'll tell you who I think of. She has long brown hair, sweet red lips, a gorgeous body and eyes that pierce my soul. And I pretend its her touching me, sliding her hands all over my body. Whispering my name against my ears, begging me to take her. Lex." He said, he hadn't moved but Lex felt as if he had undressed her and was touching her skin. She stood with her eyes closed, clutching the flashlight tighly in her hand.

"Tell me Lex." He urged. He must be hypnotizing me she thought because she was opening her mouth to tell him.

"You. I think of you." She said.

"Show me." He requested. She didn't know if it was the storm or him or a combination but for some reason she began to unzip the jacket to her track suit.

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