ROBIN'S POV
I was attending a private party. A few blocks away from my street. My suit was as meticulously trimmed as always, although wearing a tie has made me feel like a butler. It's somehow to me, and it's an insult to my kind of person
Nevertheless, I was in a slight mood for entertainment, especially because Miss Veronica was also due to attend. I was usually fascinated by the surroundings, but at that very moment, as I was driving towards the party, the moon was nothing more than a celestial element.
As soon as I arrived, my gaze fell upon Miss Veronica's apparel. Having been recently in a shower, her hay-colored curls were damp, and there were still droplets of water dripping from her collarbone down to the hollow of her bosoms. Her body was not entirely dry. Therefore her silk dress clung curvaceously to her skin, merging the two soft textures into one.
