Hell with Roman

ear

were her golden pass to something more. She had spent the entire morning tracking Roman down,

ade

ied in some experiment

rough the glass. He was bent over a table, focused on a set of beakers

e crept ont

y he worked-so serious, so immer

?" she thought. "Am I...

e thought, she

she cal

fore his lips curled into a smile. "H

closer. "A little birdi

und herself liking the

ere?" he asked, se

he two tickets a

tion was

, he was out of his chair, rushing toward her li

, grabbing the ticket fro

nd's parents work at a theat

disbelief. "I've been trying to b

head, "I was thinking

momentarily replaced with un

a no

, the kind that made her chest flutter. Before

ffened

y... she

y lik

into his arms, feeling the wa

thank you," he murmur

htly, staring up at hi

smile faltering s

r me for

the excitement dra

at? You were just

g the back of his nec

d her eyes.

st ca

t an answe

friend likes you. And it'd be weird if I

, then burst

led. "It's

laughs. "That's the reason you didn'

don't want to mess

ll let him know it's stric

a moment, then exhaled

e, then I'll just t

ed. "I'll do it. But

secret, huh?" Her voice dropped into a

ed out, tilted his chin up, and

went

hen stepped back, her eyes gle

ay, leaving him standing there, frozen, his

move for a

he did, h