Robert didn't answer, stopping by the pool and squatting down, pinching her chin with his hand.
His thumb brushed her lips, the force a little strong, crushing her lower lip into a reddish tint.
Misty moved to brush him away.
To no avail.
"Having someone to back you up, how does it feel?" Robert's voice held no warmth.
Misty understood.
He was here to settle the score for his fiancée.
She curled her lips sarcastically, ignoring him.
"Do you have a big problem with Mandy?" Robert asked.
"That's a question you should ask her." Misty met his gaze calmly. "She's the one who's been sarcastic and snarky to me."
"Manda has always hated to see me being bullied."
"You're threatening me." Robert caught on at once. "Want me to leave you alone?"
"It's only a matter of time," Misty said.
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