Truth or Lie (Part Thirty)
A/N: More fluff, seriously? Yes, and you’re going to thank me for it later.
Pairing: Rob Benedict x Reader
Warnings: Teasing/flirting, flashbacks, angst, explicit language, fluff
Word Count: 3401
“Oh, yeah, like that, baby. Again.”
With a smirk, you gave Rob another twirl, letting him admire his campaign shirt on you. The beginning of January had hit, propelling you and Rob back to work. Rob and Rich had started a campaign to help support the National Stroke Association, powered by Rob’s own experience. It definitely struck home, and you were more than happy to help him in any way you could to get it kicked off, sticking true to the campaign’s words: getting by with a little help.
“Do I need to leave?” Rich’s amused voice prompted a laugh from you as you stopped spinning.
“No, Rich,” you replied, crossing your arms over your chest as the two men watched you from Rob’s couch. Even though these next few months were going to be absolutely hectic for Rob, you couldn’t wait to brave the stretch, to get to that point of quiet you and Rob had been waiting for. You were ready.
“So, how’s it going, lovebirds?” Rich asked the two of you, curious as to how the two of you were handling your secret relationship.
Rob extended a hand out to you, pulling you to sit on his lap once your hand gripped his. He wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you against his chest affectionately. “Better than ever. You know, Y/N’s going to college.”
“I knew you were smart,” Rich smiled at you, gripping your hand briefly in a proud motion. “Also knew you were the smartest one in this relationship,” Rich whispered, giving Rob a playful wink before resting back against the couch cushion.