Roman’s peaceful slumber was abruptly shattered by a thunderous banging on his bedroom door. His eyes flew open, and he groggily lifted his head from the soft embrace of his pillow.
Squinting in the dim light that filtered through the curtains, he glared at the offending door, wondering who could possibly be so rude as to disturb his precious sleep.
Glancing over at his bedside table, he saw that the digital display read 7 AM. A groan escaped his throat, and he closed his eyes.
Dammit. No wonder someone was trying to break his door down. Under normal circumstances, he would have been up and out of bed by this hour. Actually, under normal circumstances, Roman would have already had his hour of exercise, a cup of coffee, and a hot shower by the time the clock struck seven. He would have
