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I watched Robyn closely as she paced the length of her kitchen, making sure there was nothing she could use as a weapon in sight. She'd already threatened me five times in the three minutes I'd been here.
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She looked beyond beautiful and even sexier while irritated. I just wanted to take those beautiful, long legs and throw them over my shoulders. Unfortunately for me, she was very upset at the moment.
"Ro-" she cut me off.
"What is it that we're doing? I know it's only been two weeks, but tell me." her back was to me as she leaned over the marble counter.
She didn't give me a chance to answer, she started talking again.
"Is she your girlfriend?"
I sighed and pushed off the barstool and made my way over to her. I was hesitant to wrap my arms around her waist but did so anyway.
"No, she's not my girlfriend. We dated for a few years but I was ready for something more serious. She flaked and now she's back. I don't know why she's claiming me so suddenly."
Her body turned in my arms so that we were face to face. I looked up to her face and smiled a little at the adorable pout that settled on her lips. She kept her hands on the counter, as if touching me was off limits.
"I'm too old to play games. I like the connection we have but I refuse to be played, not at my age." she said seriously.
"Rob, you're twenty five, I'm about to be twenty two." I chuckled but got myself together when she scowled at me. "I don't play games when it comes down to what's mine, baby."
"Hmmm."
I leaned up to kiss her but she pushed her index finger against my puckered lips. I tried again and got the same reaction. She shook her head 'no', I sighed and settled my weight back down flat on my feet.
