Oriana’s POV
“I guess you get to meet my family then?” I offered to lighten the mood a little.
Robin’s arm was still draped over his face, seeming less than thrilled. “Oh, we’ve already met.”
A sheepish smile pulled at the side of my mouth. “It didn’t go well then?”
“Not at all.” He didn’t elaborate, but he started to stand up, pulling me with him. “And now we smell like sex. You go hop in the shower first. I’ll find something for you to wear.” He leaned in and pressed a kiss against my cheek.
“Thanks,” I replied, basking in the warmth of his touch. I loved the way he felt.
“Wyatt is keeping them distracted for now, but we should hurry.”
As much as I wanted to just stand there and ogle him in all of his naked glory, I knew he was right. So, I proceeded to take the shortest shower of my life. He brought some clothes in for me and got into the shower with me.