Song: 'Split second'- Lisa Loeb

Shit, Audrey thought when she opened her eyes. She glanced at the clock. "Shit!" she said out loud this time. She glanced at the body lying next to her and let out a frustrated noise.

This can't be happening! Not again! she thought as she stood up on the bed, trying to keep important things covered by the sheet. She nudged the body with her foot. "Bobby! Wake up!"

Bobby moaned and waved his hand, trying to swat Audrey away. "I'm sleeping."

"Well, go to your own place and sleep!"

"What's the matter, babe?"

"What's the matter?" Audrey shrieked. "The kids are going to be home from school any minute and you can't be here when that happens!"

Bobby yawned. "Why not? I'm their father." He pulled the blanket up more and looked like he was getting comfortable.

"No! Don't get comfortable!" Audrey nudged him a little too hard and he went tumbling off the bed. "This can't keep happening!"

"What the hell, Audrey?" Bobby yelled, struggling to untangle himself from the blanket. "You invited me over!"

"Yeah, to talk about the kids. Not to do this!" She jumped off the bed and started looking for her clothes.

Bobby laughed as he pulled his boxers on. "That's always your excuse and it always leads to this."

Audrey spun around and held the sheet tightly to her chest. "You're saying this is my fault? No, no. You're the one who left. You don't get to blame anything on me. Besides, if you stuck around for more than five minutes, we wouldn't be in this mess!"

"You know I can't stay around full time. I have my career to think about."

Audrey laughed. "What career? Singing at bus stations for change hardly counts as a career."

"That's a low blow. Any day now..."

"Don't start. You've been feeding me that 'any day now...' bullshit for eight years. I'm done with this."

"Babe..."

"Dammit!" Audrey screamed partly because she couldn't find her bra and partly because of the situation. "How could I be so stupid? Last time this happened I got pregnant with Megan!"

"Well, don't make it sound like a bad thing."

Audrey found her bra under the bed. "Having her wasn't bad. It's the fact that you've seen her maybe three times in her three years of life. That's not fair. You can't keep doing this!" She turned to Bobby as she put her shirt on. "I have to get out of here."

Bobby laughed. "You know you're the one who lives here, right?"

"Fine! Then, you have to leave!" she said, starting to push Bobby out of the bedroom.

"I don't see what the big deal is. I used to live here. The kids have seen me here before."

"They haven't seen you in a year. You can't just show up whenever you want. I asked you to come over so we could plan out a time for you to see them, not to spring this on them."

Bobby stopped letting Audrey push him and stood his ground. "If it's okay, I'd rather you not push me down the stairs."

Audrey let her hands drop. "Fine! Just go."

Just a couple of more steps. Just a couple more steps and he'll be gone. This can't happen the way it did last time. He just needs to go, Audrey thought to herself.

Bobby paused in the living room. "Well, Audrey. It's was great seeing you again." He had a smug smile on his face and Audrey knew he didn't care about seeing the kids; he just loved seeing her like this.

"Yeah, well. Let's not do this again too soon."

Bobby took a step closer and Audrey stepped back. He laughed. "No kiss goodbye?"

"No." She had her hands on his chest and was pushing him back towards the door.

Bobby grabbed her wrists and leaned down to kiss her. Audrey relaxed and deepened the kiss, silently cursing the hold that Bobby still had on her. If only he wasn't so sexy in that arrogant, smug way of his.

"Mommy! We're home!" Drake shouted.

"Shit!" Audrey said, pushing Bobby away. "Go out the back door."

"Megan's pre-school sent home a reminder about the end-of-the-year party..." their neighbor Cynthia said.

When Audrey turned, she saw three stunned faces. Bobby hadn't made it to the door in time. In fact, he’d made no attempt at sneaking out at all.

"Daddy!" Megan screamed, running towards Bobby. Audrey couldn't understand how the three-year-old could recognize a man she'd only seen a few times.

"Well, I'll go now," Cynthia said.

"Thanks for picking the kids up," Audrey said, walking her to the door.

"No problem."

Audrey saw Bobby pick Megan up. Drake looked less excited. "Come on, kiddo. Aren't you going to give your dad a hug?" Bobby asked.

Audrey cursed herself silently as Drake hugged Bobby. The only positive thing was Bobby had been closer to leaving than he was the last time the kids caught them. Maybe that could be considered progress.