Encounter Me

Rowan & Blue: consume me

                                                 Co-written by CustisBlue4U and Shelbwritesagain

"I think the party was successful," Blue comments, tossing the last stack of red cups into the bag Rowan holds open.

"Yeah, I think so, too. It seems like everyone had a good time," Rowan remarks. I know I did.

"So... who was that guy you left with?" Blue inquires. Garrett told Blue about how some guy came to Rowan's rescue--all too eager. Blue assumed Adam was interested in Rowan. His statuesque figure didn't help Blue's chances either.

"Oh, Adam? Just some guy from class. I invited him on a whim. Why?... Are you jealous?" Rowan feels her face flush a little.

Blue doesn't answer, but he looks pensive.

"So what happened to Ashlynn? I figured she'd spend the night. You looked pretty cozy earlier." Rowan thinks back to the precarious situation she interrupted earlier that night. She didn't realize how much seeing Blue with Ashlynn would bother her, but she definitely felt a pang of jealousy prick her chest when he opened the door.

Blue furrows his eyebrows and turns to pick up a few more cups from the counter. He recalls what Ashlynn said about Rowan after their encounter in the bathroom.

Rowan can tell something is wrong, so she pries a bit. "Blue, come on." She puts a hand on his back, urging him to face her. "Do I have to kick her ass?"

Blue laughs softly. "You'd probably want to if I told you." He contemplates telling her. "She just said some shitty stuff about you, and I told her to leave."

"You told her to leave?" Rowan is surprised by Blue's reaction. She wants to know what Ashlynn said, but it's probably better left unsaid. "I'm sorry, Blue," Rowan replies, reaching out to touch his forearm.

"There's no reason to be sorry, Row. She's just a bitch anyway." He rolls his eyes. "I should have seen the red flags." Rowan agrees, but she only rubs his arm soothingly.

Blue feels a slow burn begin in his chest, radiating outward as Rowan's touch electrifies him. He wants to touch her, too.

"Hey, I'm gonna go shower. I'm all gross from dancing and playing beer pong outside." And some other things I'd like to wash away.

Rowan squeezes Blue's arm gently before walking away. She kind of hopes he follows her, but he doesn't.

Blue wants to follow her, but he isn't sure it would be a welcome advance.

In her bathroom, Rowan turns on the shower to let the water heat up. She peers at herself in the mirror. What could Ashlynn have said about me that would warrant Blue telling her to leave? She pushes the question out of her mind before it causes her any more stress. What matters is that Blue defended her.

Rowan slides open the shower door and steps in, allowing the water to cascade over her hair and down her body, rinsing away the evening. She thinks about Blue. His arms. His eyes. His lips. Using his necklaces as a means to control him in the bedroom. His hands on her. All over her.

Blue stands in the kitchen, watching Rowan walk away. I want her so bad. He contemplates how she would react if he asked to join her. His heart races in his chest at the thought of seeing her naked. He pads lightly toward the bathroom, taking off his shirt and tossing it in his bedroom before tapping on the door with the knuckle of his index finger.

The sound of light knocking at the door breaks her concentration. She opens the glass door slightly to respond.

"Yeah?" she calls into the steamy room.