Page 96 of My Heart Belongs to You

“You’re right. It’s not a good time,” Robyn chided.

Before I could say anything, Deira opened the door and left. I closed my eyes and inhaled, wishing this was some twisted dream. Robyn left me alone in the entryway of my apartment. I was aghast at what transpired. The energy in my home had shifted. The calmness and comfort from earlier ceased to exist. Robyn was uncomfortably quiet in the kitchen. I rounded the corner to find her sitting on the island, eating from the container as if nothing had just occurred.

“Goldie, I don’t know what to say.”

She laughed. “I totally forgot that you were a hoe.”

“Come on.”

“Does she always pop up like that?”

My stomach turned from the sharpness of her tone. The pensive look in her eyes made me feel worse than I already did. I wouldn’t know what to do if I lost her trust.

“She has in the past.”

Robyn sighed. “I don’t have the right to be upset because you’re not my man, but it still bothers me.”

“You have the right to be upset,” I said. “We are building something and we agreed to do it exclusively. I should’ve talked to her sooner. This is my fault. I don’t want to lose your trust, G. So, tell me what I need to do to make this right.”

She twisted her lips. “Make sure nothing like that ever happens again.”

“You have my word.”

“Come here,” she said while crooking her index finger. Placing the pint of ice cream and spoon on the counter, she grabbed the collar of my shirt.

“You know how sensitive I am. I hate having my feelings hurt. So now you have to make it up to me.”

“Whatever you want, princesa.”

Her eyes lit up. “That’s a good start.”

I smiled against her mouth then kissed her. My hand moved between us and inside the front of her shorts. She hissed a breath when I rubbed my fingers down her slit.

“Look at me,” I husked while sliding my fingers into her pussy. I swallowed a moan and forced myself to focus on what I needed to say to her. “Nothing like that will ever happen again. I’d never do anything to jeopardize your trust or friendship.”

She sighed when I hooked my fingers, caressing her sweet spot. My thumb pressed her clit and her eyes rolled shut.

“I’m yours. My heart belongs to you, Robyn.”

I kissed her slowly. Robyn’s sweet moans caused heat to surge through my veins. She rocked against my hand while gripping the edge of the counter.

“Do you forgive me?” Running my nose along her neck, I inhaled her scent. I groaned then nibbled her neck.

Her answer was a mix of “yes” and “ahh” as she came. I moaned, pleased with the mess we created.

“That’s my girl. Let me hop in the shower so I can give you more.”

Robyn nipped my bottom lip then smiled. “I love how we make up.”

“Me too, but let’s not make it a habit.”

The last person I ever wanted to be at odds with was Robyn. If we weren’t good, my world would be thrown off its axis.

“Deal. I appreciate how much you value our friendship. It means the world to me.”

“You mean the world to me.”

“Keep talking and you won’t make it to the shower,” she warned before kissing me.