Chapter Thirty-Three

Roman’s POV

As I drive home after dropping Lindsey off I go over today.

Today was… a lot. For all my talking about getting Lindsey in my room, I was a bit reluctant to have her in my house. My wealth has never embarrassed me before but I'm aware Lindsey is not one to be impressed by such, I fear it might even put her off. She is neither vain nor as easily impressed as most of the girls I'm used to.

My mind drifts to our conversations of this evening. It was extremely entertaining for me. She gives as much as she gets and never takes shit from me. I like it.

She said she would rather see the Great Walls of China or the Eiffel Tower. Oh, Cookie, how badly I want to make your wishes come to pass. I’m tempted to take her on a trip to see these monuments. The only thing stopping me is the fact that I doubt she’ll agree to come. She doesn’t completely trust me yet and I'm okay with that. We’ll get there. Baby steps.

I park outside our gate for a moment to speak to Paul. He is our head