Sixty Three

“Dom, you got a minute?” A familiar voice says as we pull apart.

Dominique and I turn toward the source of the voice to find Oliver standing in front of us, his hands in his pockets with a serious look on his face.

He turns toward me, flashing me a small smile. “Hey, Robyn. You look good.”

I give him a small smile. “Thank you, Oliver.”

“Can we talk? It’s important.” Oliver says to Dominique.

Dominique exhales as he looks at me. I give him a small nod and a tilt of my head toward Oliver, signaling to him that I can handle myself. Dominique leans down to peck my cheeks and every functioning cell in my brain explodes.

“Don’t miss me too much, yeah?” He says as he pulls back to look at me, a small smirk playing on his beautiful, full lips.

I blush, hating every cell in my body for reacting that way to a peck.

“Yeah.”

Dominique turns towards Oliver as I watch them walk toward a corner and disappear through the main entrance to the rooftop.

I wonder what’s got Oliver all