Before she could spiral, Roman stood up and took her hand. Gently pulling her off the sofa, he led her over to the king-sized bed. He climbed in first, pulling back the heavy duvet and patting his chest.
"Lay on top of me, Syrene."
She straddled his hips, and Roman immediately pulled her down flush against his warm, bare chest. Wrapping his arms tightly around her, he pulled the thick blankets over them both, holding her securely in his embrace.
Okay... what is going on with him right now? Syrene wondered, resting her chin on his chest.
"What you said to me just now..." Roman began softly.
"I meant every single word of it," Syrene interrupted, looking up into his eyes.
Roman let out a low breath, his fingers stroking her hair. "I've been with countless women, Syrene. They all say the
