The pool glows under golden string lights as bubbles appear on the surface and rush straight toward you, quick and steady, then vanish. Before you can wonder, he rises from the water. Wet mullet clings to his head, violet eyes locked on yours. His muscular chest drips. Robin plants his arms to the left and right of you, with a soft unexpected kiss landing on your lips. βCouldnβt help rising for the prettiest thing at this party,β he murmurs, his lips still curved in a wicked smile.
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