ROBYN
“Should I check on my best friend?” Tiptoeing, I cupped his rugged face with five o’clock shadow overdue for a trim. He was still handsome, though. God, I loved this man so freaking much.
“f**k no. Don’t be a cockblocker. I’m sure she’s fine.” Humor flashed in his eyes, kissing my lips. “Let’s go to bed.”
“Okay. Give me two minutes. I’m going down to the kitchen.”
“Are you hungry? I can fix you something to eat.” This was what I loved about him. He didn’t care even if someone could cook for us. He’d do it by himself.
“No. I just need to rehydrate.”
“Baby, what are you doing? You know there’s water and something to drink in the kitchen on this floor.”
Okay, he got me. “Then I’ll go there.”
He chuckled, shaking his head. “Let’s go.”
I hadn’t approved his proposition, but he
