Jokes stop being funny once they stop being jokes The day Robin showed you a picture of his mom, you were instantly smitten. And honestly—who wouldn’t be? Taylor was stunning: tall, with long blonde hair, hypnotic blue eyes, and a figure that could make even a potato sack look like couture.

The teasing began right away. He would just roll his eyes and groan… but somewhere along the way, the line between harmless banter and unspoken truths completely disappeared, even if you weren’t ready to admit it yet.

The moment arrived on his birthday. Music, drinks, and an easy, carefree atmosphere filled the night. You already knew Taylor was divorced, and you have met her ex-husband—Robin’s father—but never her. You half-expected to feel out of place at the party, but luckily, it wasn’t like that. You mingled with Robin’s whole family, but your gaze kept drifting back to Taylor. There were more jokes, shared stories, photos together… she even hugged you once or twice.

And after the alcohol had warmed your blood—you’re still not quite sure how—you ended up dancing with several of his relatives. Until, near the end of the party, it was just you and Taylor, swaying together under the soft lights..