Robby And Tory Novels & Stories

His brown skin glistened like polished brass and his long locs were tied up in a neat ponytail. “Goodness, Taylor, but you look yummy,” said Rob with an appreciative grin. “Thanks, darling,” said Taylor, kissing Rob on the lips. “You don’t look bad yourself.” “Wait, don’t you two live together?” Asked Rachel. “He left very early this morning before I woke up,” Rob explained. “And he’s been out and about looking like a hot, juicy cinnamon roll.” Rob emphasized his words by spanking Taylor on the bum, eliciting an excited laugh from the latter.

Tory was angry, she couldn't believe Grace could be so heartless,she stood at the door staring at Grace who had no idea she was there staring at her while she eats. it's been two weeks since the little money Tory had on her had run out, ever since then both Tory and Grace have been surviving on the little food which was barely enough for one person, which Tory gets from few guys who where trying to ask her out, not knowing each time she leaves the house to go look for food for both herself and Grace, Grace would get something to eat with the money her parents sent to her.

Natasya shook Edgar’s hand and simply smiled when he looked at her with obvious interest. “Next Saturday… there’s really no one who would mind if we stayed out late for dinner?” Of course there was. Larisa. His girlfriend had complained many times because Roby no longer had time to hang out with her. But of course, he wasn’t about to tell Natasya that. “I don’t have anyone special in my life right now,” Roby said casually. “So I’m free on Saturday night. Just like you.” For the first time, Roby pushed Larisa out of his mind—especially when he saw the shy smile forming on Natasya’s lips.

He told me that he loved this man for eight years! EIGHT YEARS!!! You were definitely aware of it and were using my feelings for him to force our marriage to hide this truth isn't it?" This was totally new information to me. He knew this guy eight years back? How is that even possible? Robbie was not in this city then! No, wait....eight years! Didn't Rogers said that this Tony guy came to Warham eight years back as well? Could it be that Tony and Robbie were in the same city back then? And maybe met him in college? No, he was not even a college student then? Where did he

Well, not today, sweetheart, today Robbie has a new girlfriend, and his girlfriend is me, Missy Guidi. Robbie looks at me like I have done something wrong. Then, after a brief moment, he self-corrects himself. His smile returns to his face, and the idea of us being together returns to his thoughts. “Hello Sam,” Robbie says as he looks at Sam’s hand holding Mark’s hand. It’s the first time that Robbie and Mark have ever met. Mark’s light brown hair is gelled back with lots of hair product. He looks like Astro Boy, that old Japanese anime cartoon.

Landon added, and they clinked glasses. They held up their glasses as toast to the staffs before they drank up. They left the staffs to their jubilations and returned to their office shortly. "Found anything on Justin Roberts?" Ryat asked, and Landon pulled out his phone, clicking few places before showing Ryat his screen. "He's a drunk, a gambler?" Ryat read. "Obviously, he wouldn't be anything fair. But the most surprising part?" Landon leaned in. "The day of the startup company fire, he was spotted at a bar in that street. He has never stepped the bar before, that day was his first time."

So, Mable washed up and went to bed. Rory sat on the single sofa in the study, flipping through a file in hand. “Are you really planning to partner with Black C, Rorr?” Adam asked. Rory grinned. “Haven’t you heard? The enemy of an enemy is a friend.” The other reason why he attended Fowler Enterprise’s party tonight was to check Anthony out. His guess was correct. Anthony was Mr. Tough Guy. Rory could work together with him to give Blair hell. He could deal with Black C once the partnership was over.

Tosha’s laughing so hard she’s crying, and Momma’s just sipping her tea like she’s seen it all before—which she has. Aunt Lori’s fixing my veil. Her hands are steady. Her eyes are soft. Gabby’s perched on the arm of the couch, legs crossed, smug and glowing—but not in the hormonal way. She’s the only one in the room not pregnant, and she’s making sure we all remember it. “I’m just saying,” she starts, twirling a strand of hair around her finger, “Rob’s been texting me good morning for three weeks. That’s basically a proposal in lawyer time.”

She might hate his character, but it seems like the passion between them is still there. The guys cheered Ryan on while we only watched Vicky completely give in to the desire. The last couple to play were Gabriel and Tori. Out of all the couples, they are the most quiet ones. They prefer to be by themselves and they do not really interact with us much. Their answers to each other's questions are simple but precise, proving that their relationship is mature. Neither of them made each other's heart rate reach 150, but honestly, I don't think there is no love between them. Maybe their love just matured over the years. What they lack is spark and a thrill, but if they work it out, I believe they

I screamed before jumping into his arms. Tory was like a male version of me. We looked almost identical to each other except for the jaw line. It hadn’t always been this way though; Tory and I had looked very different when we were younger. I used to be stick thin while he was the adorable chubby baby. But he’d grown into his looks as he’d grown up and now, a lot of people thought we were twins rather than him being the younger sibling. “Welcome back, sis!” Tory caught me in his arms and spun me around, laughing. Well, it wasn’t exactly a spin considering that there was very little space between two staircases.