NICOLE

I'm sprawled on the couch as Roman buttons up his shirt.

My center is still stinging from the orgasm I had, but watching him get dressed makes me want him all over again, which is sick, considering how this should have never happened in the first place.

But here we are.

Roman has promised not to push me away, and all that's left for me to do is figure out whether or not he'll keep his promise.

"You coming back home?" he asks.

Home. For some reason, my heart skips a beat when he ...