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