From Frying Pan to Strange Fire
He asked with his gaze and full attention on Joan, his hand pulling out a pen from his pocket.
“Sir, please, can we—”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk…” Roman cut Joan off, shaking his head in disapproval. He moved to stand before her, his gaze piercing. “Don't call me sir. The name's Roman Graviel, but I'll prefer you call me husband.” He spoke seriously.
“You are not my husband.” Joan threw back.
“But I'm going to be.” Roman spoke calmly, not the slightest bit affected by all her rejections. Instead, he seemed to be getting pleased by the second, something Joan found to be strange.
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