Oriana’s POV

“I guess you get to meet my family then?” I offered to lighten the mood a little.

Robin’s arm was still draped over his face, seeming less than thrilled. “Oh, we’ve already met.”

A sheepish smile pulled at the side of my mouth. “It didn’t go well then?”

“Not at all.” He didn’t elaborate, but he started to stand up, pulling me with him. “And now we smell like sex. You go hop in the shower first. I’ll find something for you ...