No longer able to bear the separation, I close the distance until he has to crane his neck to hold my gaze. His eyes turn pleading. I’ve never seen this kind of raw vulnerability shine from them. Roman shifts uncomfortably under the weight of my gaze, and it makes me fall even harder for him. I want to wrap my arms around him and never let go.

“If you’re smart,” he growls, “you’ll tell me to get the fuck out of your house and never come back again.” When ...