and SM3 both have the same bad stomachs that I've been dealing with. I swear, I will never eat her cooking again. I don't care how much he begs me to eat it. She'll just have to have her feelings hurt."
"Oh well," Robyn said, shaking her head sympathetically. "It has to be done."
She wondered what Devin was doing with his day off. He always said Sundays were his favorite day of the week because he usually didn't do any work on Sundays. He'd sleep in late, order a huge breakfast and laze around the house until it was time to go to dinner with his family. She'd enjoyed a few lazy Sundays in bed with him during their time together. God, she missed him so much and she hated how thoughts of him kept invading her mind.
She and Emerald spent the remainder of the day watching movies, both curled up on the couch. Robyn tried as hard as she could to focus but thoughts of the baby and of Devin were never far away. She willed her brain to push all thoughts of him away but inevitably she'd start thinking of him again.
July
Robyn had never been so nervous about – or so eager for- a first date in her life. She'd had such a bad crush on Devin for as long as she could remember. She'd struggled to keep it to herself, having always been told that they were basically family.
Sitting across the picnic table, she was glad that they'd decided to keep it casual. She'd prepared a basket of food for them. He'd brought wine and dessert.
“I still can't believe we're sitting here like this,” He said, a small smile on his handsome face.
“I can't either.” She hadn't felt so excited about something for a long time. She was so happy he'd finally asked her out on a date. It was embarrassing how many times she'd fantasized about it over the years.
It was late in the evening but there were still a decent amount of people in the park. But they seemed to be in their own bubble, a cloud of intimacy around them. Under the full moon and the stars, and sitting across from Devin, she felt like anything could happen.
“I had a crush on you,” She found herself admitting as they ate their simple dinner of chicken and salad.
He raised his dark brows in surprise.
“I really did.” She grinned. “For a long time.”
“I liked you too, Robyn,” He said, reaching across the table and taking her hand in his. “That's why it's so amazing to me that I finally have you.”
“Oh, you think you have me already?” She teased.
“The minute I asked you to have dinner with me, you were mine.” He lifted her hand and placed a kiss on her knuckles.
Chills ran through her body and instant awareness coursed through her. Her nipples peaked and she was grateful the only light they had was from the park lights and the moon. In only a thin sundress with sheer underwear underneath, her reaction to him would be obvious.
The rest of their date had gone smoothly, the conversation flowing easily. They knew so much about each other since they'd grown up together but there was still so much to talk about. When Devin escorted her into her apartment building and up to her door, she hadn't wanted to say goodnight.
Leaning up against her door, she debated asking him in. Would he think she was a ho? Or would it seem as natural to him as her mind was telling her it was?
“Are you okay?” He asked, his hazel eyes warm and welcoming.
Without giving herself time to think, which would make her second-guess herself, she leaned in to kiss him. He groaned and took her mouth, his arms tightly enveloping her. The more his tongue slid against hers, the less she was capable of having coherent thoughts.
He pulled away and wordlessly took her keys out of her hand, unlocking the door as if he'd done it many times. They stumbled into her dark apartment and landed on the couch. It had been the most memorable night of her life. And she'd been hooked on Devin ever since.
"Are you going to cook some dinner?" Emerald asked now.
Robyn jumped up off the couch, seeing that
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