Anna Stacy is standing by the reception desk, watching me as I sit on one of the couches. I don't know why, but for some reason, I'm nervous as I press Robin's number. What if he gets annoyed by me calling him? Shit, less overthinking—more acting! I press my phone to my ear, breathing fast whil
Anna My heart is racing, and it feels like my ribcage is a little too small or my heart a little too big. I'm so scared of what Robin might say. Does he think that I'm being silly right now? The beautiful man in front of me would never throw me out of the house. No, Robin is too kind, but what
I stroke a brown strand away from his eye, whispering. "Can't I just enjoy you for one night without bickering about everything?" He chuckles while taking us up the stairs. "I don't know what has gotten into you, but I'm not complaining," his smile makes a reappearance on his lips. "I like when you
Anna Robin doesn't answer my question. He comes out with our food, hands me a sandwich plate, and sits in the opposite corner of the couch. The people on the TV murmur at low volume and the cheese is all melted over the bread. I inhale the scent of the oregano bread and the salami, but I don't f
"After some smiling and harassing you in the classroom by openly flirting with you, yes," Robin looks massively self-satisfied. "But that's not the whole story." I smile back. "Ah, it's now the truth comes out." "Yes," those eyes of his gaze deeply into mine. "I told you about my brother I lost fo
Robin You know you're a whipped man when your cock is rock-hard, but you have to settle for cuddles. "I think I had too much daiquiri..." Anna can barely keep her eyes open. She is lying on the couch, squinting at me with a drunk smile from her place against the armrest. I look her over and tak
Robin I wake up to my alarm—time for a run with Maddox before I head to football practice. My eyes blink open, and I breathe a laugh when Anna jerks awake. She is still on top of me. And she is groping me—what a time to be alive. My voice turns teasing. "See anything you like? Or should I say 't
"I might not be perfect, but I love Anna. I can't stop thinking about her. We were together for ten years, and I know we can improve things and try again! I just need her to give me another chance! If you want what is best for her, you should let me see her! You're young and might grow bored, but I