ROMAN'S POV

“Okay, so what do you want to talk about?” Lauren asked, her tone light but her expression laced with curiosity. Her arms were loosely crossed in front of her chest, head tilted slightly as she studied me. There was something about the way her eyes narrowed not suspiciously, but with a sharp, analytical look

I inhaled deeply, feeling the weight of what I was about to say sit heavily on my chest. “I know that…” I began, but the words died in my throat as my pocket started ...