I woke up feeling great. I could feel my boyfriends hands on my back, holding me onto his bare, muscular, well tanned chest that caused a comfortable warmth all over my bare body, as it was pressed against his. I opened my eyes and looked up, which meant I was staring up into my boyfriends shining green eyes. His ginger hair messy and his face soft and loving. Brandon Grayson, you may of heard of him. He is the son of Richard and Barbara Grayson, no-literal king and queen of Gotham city. He was rich, handsome, had a great personality and was a God in bed. All the reasons for me to love him.
"Morning beautiful. How is your morning?" He said.
I looked at the clock and I saw that it was 10:00, meaning I was late for work.
"Better than normal. At least I'm here with you and late than on my own and regretting my life choices" I answered.
"I'll take that as a complement" He said
Then, the door bell rang.
"Don't worry, I'll answer it, you hide my gear." I said, motioning to my Robin costume and gear.
"Sure"
I grabbed the sheet and tied it around my upper body, covering my entire naked form. I walked over to the door to Brandon's apartment, grabbing the keys from the coffee table and unlocked and opening the door.
"Well, I see Brandon finally got a good looking girl in his bed!" Said a blonde male.
"Shut it blonde!" Countered a Ginger female.
"Brooky! Who is it?" Shouted Brandon from the bathroom.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Friends" Answered another ginger male.
"Friends!" I told Brandon.
"I don't like the blonde one! He's way too flirty!"
