ROBYN
“Am I allowed to ask you about what you and Terzo have talked about?” I pulled off my shirt over my head and took off my skirt.
“Do you really wanna know?” He sat at the edge of the bed in the same getup of T-shirt and sweatpants, but he still looked hot for me. I stood before him clad only in my underwear.
“Yes, if his visit has something to do with this?” I pointed at my forehead.
He raised his hands to cup my breasts through my bra, pinching my n*****s. I gasped. His gaze never left mine. “Maybe when you’re not half-naked standing before me.”
I stepped back, making him groan. Before I could pick up my shirt, he reached out of my wrist.
“Robyn,” there was a warning in his tone, but not scary. More likely, I got a s***k if I even tried.
I narrowed my eyes at him as his hand
