Chapter 47: Chapter 47

: Trapped

The next day Justin overslept, so Robin decided to go wake him up. He touched Justin, shaking him gently, causing him to jump back quite startled before realising it was his father.

"Woah, Someones quite jumpy today," Robin joked sitting at the edge of the bed.

Justin breathed out,  letting his heart beat catch up for a moment.

"yeah I guess I was having a bad dream, " he replied.

Robin eyed him closely noticing the sweat across Justin's forehead and how his chest rose and fell rapidly.

"Are you okay?" he asked, a shadow of concern crossing his features.

"Yeah,  it was just a dream," Justin responded, forcing a smile.

"Well, it's just that I've just noticed that you've been a little bit off lately. Your brother is as happy as a butterfly,  while you barely leave home. If it wasn't for your career, you would be cooped up in this house every second," Robin continued.

Justin shrugged nervously, as he felt  his fathers eyes searching his guilty face,

"I feel fine, really Dad, I'm okay."

"Are you sure?"

Justin sighed, "just a little bit stressed out but it's alright."

"In your line of work it's easy to be stressed out. Look at me I have a weak heart," Robin joked patting his chest

"Any way,  you've over slept and Bree and I were worried about you. Put your swimming gear on and follow me," Robin said standing up.

He had a white cane in his left hand, not for support or anything but just because he wanted one.

Justin chuckled when he saw it. Robin always wanted to be in style.

"swimming gear?"  Justin repeated.

Robin turned around, facing him

"why yes, it's a family day" he said stated with a smirk, "we will wait for you at the pool, son," he said standing up and walking out the door.

Justin sighed, this was exactly what he didn't need. He planned to keep as much distance as he could from Bree but a family day would mean altogether.

However, how could he deny his fathers request? Obviously, Bree wouldn't dare do anything stupid in front of Robin and Chris.

Having this in mind he took a shower then dressed up in his swimming gear.

After doing so he got a towel and moved out of his bedroom. He walked down the stairs checking his time on his wrist watch, Dad was right, he had overslept.

He found his breakfast on the counter and ate it before heading out. Bree, Robin and Chris were already in the pool, playing catch.

He watched them for a moment before Chris spotted him, "C'mon in bro! there's enough water for everyone, although Dad takes up much if it," he teased.

Robin laughed as Justin  entered the pool. The water was so cold, Justin shivered, taking his time before Robin splashed him.

Justin shuddered, cursing underneath his breath.

"If you're entering the pool, do it like a man," Chris shouted out, with a chuckle as he splashed him again so Justin could get used to the feel of the cold current against his skin.

"Dang it! Alright,  fine,  fine, I'm in," Justin yelled back,  dipping himself in the cool water.

"yeah!" Robin and Chris shouted together

Robin divided them into two.

He and Justin were on one side while Bree and Chris were on the other side in a nice family tradition style pool volley ball.

Tossing to and fro laughing and making short funny jokes. For the first time since the incident, Justin was genuinely laughing, happily.

This is all he had ever wanted, just an ordinary family having fun.

Bree wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary raising no suspicions at all.

Justin found it hard to believe that the same woman who was in mom mode right now was the same one who had come to his room last night demanding sex.

He only thought about this for a moment and his mind suddenly felt good, hoping that maybe she had realised her mistake and decided to let go.

He had never been so wrong.

When Bree decided something, nothing could stop her and she did not take rejection well, she was after all a beautiful lady. Pretty women get what they wanted, it was the law of the earth.

Bree announced that they would have to stop the game before Robin got a panic attack. His heart could not take a lot of energy she said.

"Oh come on Bree, I'm feeling as fit as a fiddle," Robin complained.

"Fit as a fiddle" Chris repeated underneath his breath, chuckling at the old use of language.

Bree shook her head, " I don't care how you feel Robin, I follow the doctors orders. You can feel fine and drop dead the next second. I'd rather be safe than sorry," she said wading over to him.

Robin sighed, giving up the ball, glancing over at Chris, "women can be annoying at times, but they only care for you," he said as Bree stood beside him smiling.

"God, I love this woman so much," he said, kissing her cheek.

"how much?" Bree cooed, tilting her head to the side.

"more than anything else in the world, "

Bree laughed as Chris gagged.

"Let's go honey," she said helping him out of the pool.

"Dad really loves that woman," Chris said standing next to Justin.

The guilt came back in a huge rush.

"Are you alright?" Chris asked noticing the redness in Justin's face. Justin looked at him, "yeah, " he replied nodding his head vigorously, "I just got a little carried away."

Chris patted his back, throwing an arm around him.

"How about you, me another round?" he asked walking over to the other side with the ball.

"Yeah, okay, whatever," Justin replied, taking his eyes off of Robin and Bree.

.

"I'm definitely going to beat you," Chris called out.

Justin chuckled, "try your worst," he replied as Chris hit the first ball.

******

Bree and Robin were sun bathing at the edge of the pool.

"Looks like a tournament " Bree said to Robin.

"it definitely is" he replied watching his two some proudly, "boys play nice! no cheats!" he shouted out.

"Yes dad!" they called back as they begun there little game.

"Chris has a strong hand there, but Justin's putting one hell of a defense," Robin pointed out, as he watched the ongoing game.

Bree nodded as she watched underneath her large sunglasses. She wasn't really watching the game, rather watching one person.

She had stayed up all night failing to fall asleep after Justin's rejection but she had set up a whole plan in motion.

She was hooked on Justin ever since there time together. She kept having dreams and flashbacks of how he had made her feel, how wild it was.

Her eyes followed his every move  attentively. There was something sexy about Justin in water.

Maybe it was the way his muscles flexed every time he hit the ball, or maybe it was the smile on his face as the water brushed against his flawless body.

"Bree!" Robin called out.

"What?" she replied, snapping out of it.

"Haven't you heard what I was saying?" he asked, watching her.

She shook her head, faking a yawn, "sorry I just dozed off for a minute there," she lied, "what is it you were saying?"

"I was pointing out that Chris is loosing heavily," he said, taking his eyes back to the game.

"oh yeah" Bree said, not really caring.

Justin suddenly called it time out. "I'll be back bro, I just need a quick break, "

"Are you quiting?" Chris teased

"Of course not, you're clearly losing," justin fired back, a sexy smirk forming against his pink lips.

"It was just a warm up," Chris defended, "When you come back I will murder your ass, so bathe in your victory while it lasts" Chris declared.

Justin chuckled, "sure, I'll keep that in mind," he said, as he got out of the pool. He got his towel and wiped himself all over as Bree watched holding her breath.

He walked in the direction of the house, throwing the towel of his shoulder.

Bree smiled, her plan was in action.

She waited for a few minutes before turning to Robin, "Dear, look at you! You're roasting all over, let me get some sun cream," she said, standing up.

Robin gave her a brief glance before nodding as she walked away.

Chris got out of the pool and took Bree's place entertaining his father.

Bree walked into the house, closing the door behind her. She breathed out excitedly, a smile forming a cross her face as she began to hunt for Justin.

She heard the sound of water, and realised her plan was going way better than she thought it would,  she had him cornered, just where she wanted him.

She entered the upstairs bathroom and locked the door, keeping the key. Justin was washing his hands and looked up to only to see Bree.

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "What-" before he could finish his sentenced she had pounced on him kissing him wildly,  telling him she missed and wanted him so badly.