Lucille

“I’d planned to let you sleep,” Roman said, teasing my long tresses away from my face. “Now, I want you awake.”

“I want to be awake.”

“It’s been a long day.”

I palmed his cheeks. “If Your Highness is willing, I’m ready for a longer night.”

“No man in his right mind would say no to that.”

“Are you in your right mind?” I asked teasingly.

“Obviously, not.” ...