More Worthy

Rome sturdied his gaze on the papers in front of him. Balancing accounts were the least of his duties he enjoyed, he wished he could go hunting instead. Or read a fucking book.

However, no matter how much he hated accounting, it was better than sinking himself in thoughts of Elora, and all that had happened between them the previous night.

Rome could smell her scent on his skin. As though making love to her had engraved her scent into his skin, his nostrils, every fucking where!

Shit. Rome cursed once he caught himself.

He was doing it again.

His head jerked up once he heard the knock on the door of his study. Grateful for the distraction, Rome banged his quill against the table and stretched his back out.

"Come in!" He called out, hoping whoever was behind the door had heard him.

The knob turned, and the door was slowly pushed open. Rome lowered his gaze to his table, while he raised his right hand to massage the sides of his head. Looking at so many numbers at once had starte