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Andrew looked up and smiled at me before Luke called to him, pointing at the ground. I was excited for Luke. When Ray heard his beloved hardware store had burned down, he had a long conversation with Luke. He laid out his plans as investor for the new hardware store, and told Luke that the insurance money was his to build a new shop with. Luke already had plans drawn up for rebuilding the store bigger and better, and Ray was happy to let him do it.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

Another pause, then he asks, “What have you been up to?” “I found a cute little bookstore today and got some books for Roman.” “You don’t think he’s a little young to start reading?” Viktor teases his wife. “Duh…It’s for me to read to him,” Rosemarie chuckles. “The owner of the bookstore is also a mom. I gave her my number and hope she’ll call so we can hang out.” “Yeah?” “Don’t give me that look. She’s harmless. Not everyone is a threat.”

Roman says in a solemn tone that catches me by surprise. I glare at him, gripping my fork tightly in a fist. In the short period we've been here, I've considered stabbing him with this fork more than a thousand times. “It's nice to know you still have a working moral compass.” “Anything for you, Princess.” Roman says with a smirk probably happy that he was able to get a rise out of me. “I was being sarcastic.” I say to him not concerned that I was falling directly into his trap. “How is your job going at the bookshop?” Roman asks in between bites.

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She curled into one of the high-backed chairs near the window, a thick book open on her lap, a dark romantic comedy she’d read a thousand times. The sun was setting in orange and purple across the pages. She told herself she was reading. In truth she was still feeling Roman between her thighs from the shower, every shift of her hips reminding her how he did everything but fuck her. The door opened without a knock. Roman stepped in, closing it softly behind him. Shirt sleeves rolled to the elbow, top two buttons undone, looking too innocent for who he truly was. He looked unfairly edible. Tessa didn’t even look up from her book.

I stared at the note for a long time before folding it carefully and slipping it into my drawer. When Ava called later, I tried to sound normal. “You sound distracted,” she said immediately. “Everything okay?” “Yeah, just tired,” I lied. “Lena,” she said in that knowing tone of hers, “I know that voice. Spill.” I hesitated, glancing toward the window where the sunlight was spilling over the crib. “Roman got a message last night. Something about someone from his past.” “Oh, God. What kind of past?” “I don’t know,” I admitted. “He said her name was Amelia. That she’s unstable.”

But he probably knew everything about me already. “Keeping you on your toes, Ms. Robert. Who else is going to do it?” Richard? I thought. Bolman’s salt-and-pepper hair and beard had grown since the last time I saw him, but his black leather jacket and torn jeans were the same. He smelled like trendy, department store cologne. “Do you follow Roman on F******k?” I asked. “Of course I do. Roman will accept friend requests from just about anyone with a penis. How else can I keep tabs on you?”

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Although, from the smile on my face I think he had a pretty good idea that it went better than expected. “Really good, they think my book is amazing and offered me a contract” I replied. “Were you waiting for me?” I asked. “I may have asked Frank to message me when you were leaving, I didn’t want you walking back on your own” Roman said. “Frank?” I questioned. “Frank is the owner of Franco’s, the restaurant you had your meeting in. I often use his place for business meetings when I’m in London” he explained. I began walking with Roman by my side, he took this opportunity to hold my hand once again. I didn’t refuse, it actually felt nice and somehow it felt right.