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Although I knew Annie was teasing, her words cut into me, and by the expression on Robyn’s face, they had her, too.

Wanting to lighten the mood, I dropped to the ground and spun on my back in a pathetic attempt at a breakdance move. From where I lay, I said, “I got moves that’ll surprise you all.”

They all laughed.

Helena’s eyes misted. “But you promise you’re coming back, right?”

I stood and put my arm around Helena. “I promise.”

CHAPTER 38

Robyn and I avoidedany serious conversation at dinner or on our ride back to her apartment, knowing it would come later. Once we arrived at the apartment, Millie was the perfect distraction. I’d considered asking to take her for a long walk, but I wanted to touch Robyn, bring her to one more orgasm before I left.

After we returned from a short walk with Millie, Robyn took my hand and led me to her bedroom. It was just after eight, which meant two more hours. We’d agreed I’d leave at ten since my flight left so early in the morning. The hunger in her eyes matched the hunger I felt. Before I knew what was happening, we were tearing at each other’s clothes. There was none of the slow exploration that had become customary. I’d never felt such need. We fell onto the bed, and Robyn’s hands were all over my body, as mine were on hers.

It didn’t take us long to reach our first orgasm before we started up again. Forty-five minutes later, I fell against the pillow, satiated.

Robyn lay with her head on my chest as we caught our breath.

“Damn,” Robyn said. “What the hell was that?”

“You’re going to miss me,” I said and kissed the top of her head.

She squeezed me with her arm that laid across my stomach. “What about you? Are you going to miss me?”

Now was my time. The perfect opportunity to show Robyn what I’d found, so we could avoid a painful goodbye.

“Of course, I would miss you, but I have a better idea.”

She shifted and gazed up at me. Her neck muscles strained as she did. “I sense this will be a serious conversation, so let’s sit up.”

“Let me get my phone so I can show you what I’m talking about.”

Robyn grabbed our clothes off the floor. “We better get dressed. I can’t concentrate if I’m staring at your breasts.”

I laughed. “But I find yours inspirational.”

“I guess you’ll have to find inspiration somewhere else.” Robyn smirked and pulled her shirt over her head.

Once we were back on the bed, fully clothed, I tapped on my phone. “There’s something I’ve been exploring.”

“Okay?” Robyn drew out the word.

“What do you think?” I held out my phone to her. “Scroll left for the next picture.” My smile grew as I handed the phone to her.

“What am I looking at?” She turned to me with confusion. “Looks like empty storefronts to me.”

I nodded excitedly. “They are. What do you think?”

“Um, they’re nice.” The furrow on her brow deepened. “What are they for?”

“A bookstore.”

Her brows knitted, and she shook her head. “These are in New York City, right?”

“Yep.” I pointed to the first picture. “That’s in Midtown Manhattan, and the other one is in Brooklyn. Which do you like?”

She shoved the phone back at me. “Neither.”