After leaving Fin and Will in the bedroom, Robin stopped by his office and knocked back two shots of very good bourbon.
Then he headed back through the hallway to the club. He hadn't decided yet whether he wanted to just go home, or whether he'd find someone to fuck. Someone who was 100% not emotionally complicated. Preferably someone whose name he didn't have to know.
Which was why he felt like the fates were stacked against him when he nearly ran right into Anael.
Then he headed back through the hallway to the club. He hadn't decided yet whether he wanted to just go home, or whether he'd find someone to fuck. Someone who was 100% not emotionally complicated. Preferably someone whose name he didn't have to know.
Which was why he felt like the fates were stacked against him when he nearly ran right into Anael.