Robin noticed Stan looking over her shoulder, so she turned just in time to see Michelle walk up. I had known Robin for a few years now and had never seen her so surprised. She just stood there looking at Michelle with a confused look on her face.

"Hi Robin.", Michelle said.

"Hey Michelle.", Robin stuttered.

"You want something to eat ?", Michelle asked me.

"Sure, lead the way.", I replied.

By the time I got to the table, I could see Robin had engaged her father in a serious conversation. As per exactly what Michelle had told me about the family dynamics Beverly arrived and joined the conversation shortly thereafter. There was no doubt they were talking about us because Beverly and Robin kept glancing towards us. We both finished our plates and took a seat at one of the tables on the other side of the yard near the dance floor.

"Round one is over.", Michelle giggled, looking over at the intense conversation going on.

"I think I mentioned this was not a good idea.", I replied.

"If they keep it up, I’m going to tell then we’re fucking.", Michelle said, smiling at me.

"Oh yea, that will go over well.", I said, hanging my head.

Michelle started laughing hysterically at my comment which I didn’t seem to find funny. Apparently, Robin saw Michelle laughing and thought perhaps we might be making fun of her in some way. She immediately started in our direction, but Stan grabbed his daughter by the shoulder and pulled her back. Thankfully, Michelle returned to her senses. We sat there and calmly talked for close to thirty minutes before Jeff and his parents showed up. Michelle leaned over and told me the performance was about to start.

Michelle had spent a lot of years with her sister and knew her as well as anyone. Robin immediately kissed Jeff for longer than necessary and grabbed his hand holding it in hers. Obviously, this was a performance for the two of us. This whole situation really seemed like a bunch of teenagers playing games with each other. Something I was not interested in doing.

A few minutes later, I excused myself to use the restroom inside of the house. After finishing, I exited in the small hallway only to run into Robin Woods.

"Are you dating my sister ?", she asked.

"No, we have already answered this question twice. We work out together at the club. We have been for months now. That’s it, nothing more, nothing less.", I replied.

"Then, why are you here ?", she quickly inquired.

"Because she asked me to come and so did you.", I answered.

"I’m not sure I believe that.", Robin sighed.

"I’m sorry that you don’t believe me, Robin. But honestly, what difference would it make if I were dating your sister ? You showed me exactly what I meant to you last Christmas.", I said, softly and walked away.

I walked back out deciding not to tell Michelle about what just happened. This was turning into a bad situation and I didn’t want to make it any worse. The disc jockey started playing music and Robin and Jeff were the first on the dance floor. Michelle and I were talking about our workout schedule for the holidays when Stan Woods came over and asked Michelle if she wanted to dance. She accepted quickly and they walked on the floor for the next song. It was easy to see how much Stan loved his younger daughter as they moved together across the floor. When the son ended, Michelle walked over to the disc jockey and whispered something in his ear. He nodded and then got up taking a break.

It was getting close to ten o’clock when the disc jockey sat back down behind the computer. Michelle grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the dance floor. I was very reluctant to add more fuel to the fire that was already burning. We danced to a song called "I Will Always Love You" by Whitney Houston. There was no doubt that Michelle picked this song on purpose.

As we danced, I suddenly realized that this whole situation was becoming totally out of control. I had never thought about a romantic relationship with Michelle. She was a friend who I enjoyed being around. Because of my relationship with her sister being romantic was out of the question.

Then again, should it be. Michelle was every bit as beautiful as Robin, She, was fun to be around and always made me laugh. She had a body to die for, she was built for sex. But again, how did she feel. Perhaps, this was just about getting back with Robin. I decided quickly that it was in everybody’s best interest that I leave. As soon as the song ended, I pulled Michelle aside and told her I thought it was best if I left and went home.

She seemed hurt at first but told me she understood. She told me she would sleep at her parents tonight and get her dad to bring her home in the morning. I asked her to tell everyone goodbye for me which she promised she would.

On the drive home, I don’t believe I was ever more confused in my life. I got home, took a shower and fell into bed falling fast asleep. I woke up about eight thirty the following morning and made a pot of coffee. I was on my second cup when my cell phone rang, it was Stan Woods calling. Just what I need on Christmas ran through my head as I answered the phone.

"Tim, this is Stan. Merry Christmas, son.", he said.

"Merry Christmas to you too.", I replied.

"Tim, I have to tell you something. Michelle and I had a long talk last night. First, I want to thank you for being honest with me. Michelle confirmed everything that you said. With that being said, I think Michelle is in love with you.", he stated.

"Sir, that’s not possible. We never did anything…", I started.

"That doesn’t mean she doesn’t love you. Michelle admitted many times that she was tempted to make the first move. But she was uncertain of how you felt and didn’t want to ruin your friendship. She admits the two of you really get along well.", he suggested.

"Yes sir, we do. I love working out with her and she always keeps me laughing.", I answered.

"That she does, son. All I’m trying to say to you is that if you want to take your relationship further with my daughter, I’m ok with it. You’re a really level headed young man and I was devastated when Robin did what she did. My wife and Robin might not take it as well, but I don’t care. This is about Michelle and the gleam in her eye when she talks about you. So, whatever you decided, I’m in your corner. Either way.", he ended.

I thanked him for the call and hung up the phone. I laid back on the sofa and tried to wrap my head around what I had just heard. Stan did make me promise to never tell Michelle about the phone call that had just occurred, which I did. How did Michelle really feel about me ?

There was so much, I did not know about Michelle. Basically, all I was told about her past was the feud with Robin. Which as far as I was concerned was ancient history. I did not want a possible relationship to be based on revenge. That would be a disaster for the both of us.

I watched television all day on Christmas and went to bed early that night. I woke up around eight o’clock made a pot of coffee and began to wash clothes. It was sometime after ten o’clock that morning when the phone rang. It was Michelle.

"Hey Tim, what are you doing ?", she asked, cheerful.

"Washing clothes.", I admitted.

"What a fucking party animal you are.", she giggled.

I could help but laugh at her, she could always get me to laugh hysterically. I composed myself quickly, something you had to do with Michelle.

"What the fuck are you doing ?", I answered.

Now it was very hard to get the better of Michelle Woods. Once or twice since we had been training together I did, but it was rare. She was always ready with the comeback, no matter how good your response was.

"I’m getting dressed to come see you.", she answered, trying to get to me.

"I fucking never asked you to come over.", I quickly answered, trying not to laugh.

"Too bad bitch, I’m on my way.’, she replied, hanging up the phone.

I was aware a day ago that I may have to look at Michelle Woods in a whole new light after speaking to Stan. But I didn’t expect it to come this fast. Since the house was clean, I simply finished washing the laundry and was sitting on the sofa folding towels when the doorbell rang. I got up and headed to the door not sure what I was getting into. I opened the door and Michelle stepped in quickly with a large tote bag on her shoulder. I closed the door and followed her into the living room where she laid her bag on the sofa.

"Folding towels huh. God, you know how to live.", she giggled.

The words that she used and the faces she would make would always make me laugh. She was the ultimate friend, she could always cheer you up. She sat down next to the load of towels and quickly help me finished them. I put everything away and returned to the sofa and sat down a few feet away from her.

"We need to talk", Michelle said, with a serious look on her face.

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