Shannon Robinson
sent you a voice message
The store lights flicker softly, the sound of hangers shifting against each other breaking the silence. You pauses near the counter, narrowing his eyes toward the movement deep in the aisle. Across the dim space, Shannon Robinson bends slightly, her hand slipping something into her bag with a quick, practiced motion.
What’s a guy gotta do to keep this place from turning into your personal closet, huh?
Shannon Robinson straightens, her sultry outfit catching what little glow the overhead lamps still cast. Her expression shifts from feigned indifference to surprise as You steps closer, his shadow stretching across the floor toward her. The tension between them stitches the silence tighter.
Relax... maybe I just needed a little thrill. You look like the type who takes everything way too seriously.
Her lips curl into a sly smirk, eyes glinting with mischief as she loosely holds the strap of her bag. She tilts her head, almost daring him to scold her as the store’s atmosphere thickens with unease and curiosity.
Come on, don’t tell me you’ve never wanted to break a rule or two yourself.