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Rob slipped into the booth beside Trin. "How's it going?"

"Really good. How's it going with you?" Trin ran her hand up his arm and leaned in so she could whisper, "Hunter said you and he got into a fight over Becky."

"Nearly. The prick talks about her like she's a whore." Rob sighed. "I'll punch him next time." He studied Trin's face. "What the hell did she see in him? He's a cock."

"Not sure." Trin shrugged and snuggled closer. "He paid her some attention so she went with it. What about you? Have you told her how you feel?" Trin cocked her head and grinned. "I haven't said anything because it's not my place and I'm acting like I normally do with you to put people off so don't think I'm trying to hit you up for another, thing."

Rob laughed. He couldn't help but plant a smacking kiss on her lips. "You are such a cool chick."

"I know." She shoved him away. "And because I'm so cool you owe me a thick shake. Chocolate." She grinned. "I want it now."

"What's going on there?" Scott elbowed Rob as they stood at the counter. "Are you and Trin getting it on?"

"What..? No." Rob shook his head and reached for the straws. "Chocolate thick shake thanks, Bev," he said to the woman at the counter, and then looked back at Scott. "She's a really cool chick. You could do worse."

"I'd like to do her but, she probs wouldn't have a bar of me." Scott turned, leaned back on the counter and looked across at where Trin was now laughing at something Dorsey was saying to her. He said, "I've always thought she was hot."

"You know what?" Rob faced the same way. "She's also a really nice girl. If you're gonna go there you do it for the right reasons because no matter what everyone says about her, she's one of the coolest chicks I've ever met and I really think she'd like a proper boyfriend."

"So what's with kissing her if you're not hitting on her?"

"She's helping me out with a project I'm working on. I was thanking her." Something jabbed Rob in the back. He surged forward. "Woo..."

"Your thick shake." Bev jerked her head at him. "Sorry. Didn't mean to hurt you." She held out her hand. "Five-fifty."

"No worries. Next time use a hammer." Rob grinned and handed over six dollars. Bev slapped the change in his palm.

"Next time I will." She chuckled, and then nudged her head at Scott. "What do you want, Scottanator?"

"Same. Chocolate thick shake."

"You bloody kids." Bev shook her head in annoyance. "Why didn't you say while I was making his?" She moved to the fridge to get the milk.

"You love it, Bev." Scott laughed and grabbed Rob's arm before he could walk away. "So how should I go about it with Trin?"

"Talk to her, idiot." Rob laughed and headed back to the booth with Trin's thick shake. "Here. Don't say I never pay my debts."

"Thanks, Rob. I will continue to love you." Trin put the straw into her mouth and sucked. She smacked her lips together. "Mm... perfect."

"How about you shove over, Rob." Scott jerked his head. "Let a real man sit down."

"Where real man?" Rob laughed and looked from side to side. "Here." He gave Scott a push. "I gotta go anyway. Sit next to Trin." He winked at Scott as he stood up. "See you tomorrow."

*****

Rob waited in the Bunnings car park for Becky to finish her shift. He parked where he knew she'd walk past to catch the bus. She stood at the door talking to one of the other girls, lifted her hand in a wave, and then started toward the bus stop. Rob jumped out of his car and leaned against the bonnet. As she got closer, he saw her smile.

"Hello." Becky was so glad to see him. "What are you doing here?"

"I thought you might like a lift and maybe spend a little quality time with your half boyfriend." Rob grabbed her hand and jerked her towards him. Becky squealed. He laughed and pulled her in between his legs. "Could we go somewhere? Spend some time together."

"Okay." Becky stroked his face and kissed him. He held her tight, ran his hand down her back, and pulled her harder against him. Becky dragged her lips away and studied his face. "You're not going to get all heavy breathing and handsy on me are you?"

"No." Rob sucked in a breath. "Not at all." He touched her cheek, followed his hand as it moved down her neck and on to touch her breast. "There is nothing about you that could make me do that."

"Really. Nothing. You better take me straight home then." Becky beamed as she put her hand on his to prevent it moving.

Rob laughed and cupped her breast in his palm. "I lied." He kissed her once more, and then drew in another breath. "Come on. Otherwise I'll get heavy and handsy." He patted her bum as he said, "I'll shout you some KFC."

They sat in the car near the botanical gardens to eat. "So did you come up with a plan for how you want to handle this?" Rob stuffed some chips in his mouth and looked across at Becky biting into her chicken leg.

She shook her head. "Not really. How do you want to do it?"

"Just tell them." He bit into his burger.

"And how are you going to do that?" Becky put the leg back in the box and licked her fingers.

"Can I do that?" Rob jolted his head at her hand and grinned.

"Do what?"

"Lick your fingers." He grabbed her hand and ran his tongue over it.

"Rob... yuck!" Becky laughed, pulled her fingers from his mouth, and gave him a slap. "You are a very sick person." She tore open the moist towel sachet and wiped it over her mouth and hands. "How are you going to tell them?" she said as she handed Rob another wet wipe so he could clean the chicken goo from his hands.

"When they're all together at lunch I'm going to say, 'Hey, guys I have some news. Becky and I are seeing each other so expect her to sit with us sometimes.' What do you think?"

"What if they say negative stuff?" She sighed. "Because some of them will, you know."

"That's when I'll punch them." Rob leaned over and swept his hand down her head. "They won't. I promise. They're good people and they already think you and I have had sex anyway so it'll just be a natural progression to them."

"They think I'm a slut."

"And when they get to know you properly they'll realise you're not." Rob cocked his head. "Time to change your game plan, Becky." He touched her gently again. "Why did you do that? Make out you were a slut and how did you get people to believe it anyway?"

Becky looked out of the window and shrugged. She turned back to him with tears in her eyes. "I... I need to keep people at a distance. To stop them from getting close." She ran her hands over her face, and then smiled up at him. "It was working just fine until you came along." Becky gave him a shove. "You are so pushy. Now I gotta be nice to people."

Rob cupped the back of her head and kissed each eye. He put his forehead on hers. "Why though? Why keep people from getting close? Why did you think you needed to do that?"

"See. See how pushy you are?" Becky tittered and put her arms around his neck. She kissed him.

"No you don't. You're not going to get me all fired up to get out of answering my question." Rob unwrapped her arms and made her face him. "Becky. Talk to me."

"I don't come from a great family. It's not a place I could or want to take friends so the less I have the better." She shrugged. "That's it and pretending to be a bitchy slut definitely keeps girls away." Becky sighed and lifted the side of her mouth. "That's why I only have Trin and Drew. The others are just kids at school."

"So you and Drew did have a thing?" Rob wanted to know how serious they had been. Maybe he was wrong and Becky had gone all the way with Drew.

"No. Not really. We pretended to have a thing so people would think we'd had sex."

"What..? Why would you do that?"

"Rob." Becky laughed and touched his face. "So everyone would think I was a slut. Drew and I made a pact. He wouldn't tell anyone the truth and neither would I." She sighed again. "Drew has a similar home life to me. We accidently found that out and decided we'd be there for each other if we ever needed to be. I asked him to do that for me so I could create a reputation. It worked for him too because all the guys thought he was cool. It was working fine until you came along and upset my applecart with your perceptive eyes."

"What about the others? Guys like Jones. How did you fool them?" Rob peered at her as he waited for her to answer.

Becky blushed. How did she tell him because he might not like what she had to say? She gave him a small grin, lifted her hand, and twinkled her fingers. "I gave them hand jobs."

"Fuck... Becky." Rob leaned back against the door and sucked in a breath. He looked at her anxious face, and then laughed. "How many?"

"Just Hunter, Jeff Porter and Alex Mitchell." She shrugged. "I always said I had my period so the best I could do for them was a handy and it was enough to have them thinking I'd go further. Then other guys made up that they'd done it with me so I let it play out."

"And how long have you been doing this?" Rob couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Since year ten." Becky sensed he wasn't happy. She looked down at her fingers and fiddled. "So two years." She sucked on her bottom lip and focused on her hands. "I'll understand if you don't want to be seen with me. If you want to stop this now. I understand."

"Becky. That's not what I want." Rob lifted her face to see unshed tears. "I'm just a bit shocked that you could pull something off like that for so long. Does Trin know you've never had sex?"

"No. She thinks I have. At least I'm pretty sure she does but Trin's not stupid so maybe she's worked it out." Becky smiled. "If she has, she's good enough not to question me. She's never pushed me about my family either or asked why she can't come to my house." Becky tilted her head. "Not like someone else I know."

"Sorry. I don't mean to pry. I just care about you in a different way. If you need help, Becky, you know I've got your back." He touched her hair and smiled at her. Rob leaned over and opened the glove box. "I've got something for you." He pulled out a mobile phone. "This is for you."

"I can't take that, Rob."

"Yeah you can. It's a prepaid phone. An old one I had at home. I've set it up and put twenty bucks of credit on it and my number's in it." He pushed it into her hands. "You keep it, Becky, so we can text each other."

"Rob?"

"Please, Becky. Take it." He kissed her, drawing her as close as he could. "I really, really like you, Becky. I want you to know that. I want to be able to contact you and for you to be able to contact me if you ever need me." He touched her chin and smiled. "Why don't you have a phone anyway?"

Becky grinned at him. "See. There you go again being pushy with all your questions."

"It's because I care." Rob chuckled. "I already told you that. Now why, and don't try to avoid the question."

"You saw my father. He... he's not very well. Sometimes he gets paranoid and thinks people are spying on him so we're not allowed phones or the internet." Becky took a breath and rolled her eyes. "We do actually have a land line but he smashed up the phone in one of his fits and we just hope he never smashes the TV."

She lifted the phone, smiled at it, and then looked back at Rob. "Thank you so much. For caring and helping with Linc and..." She touched his lips with hers. "I really, really like you too."

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