He would hate me. I thought about it as we jumped through hoops not to be tracked.
A police cruiser escorted Roman and I to a Wendy's parking lot across town. Past two chain linked fences and to a teller’s booth that Roman showed an ID to, gave us access to a lot of cars. The snow was ramping up, God taking a minute to make a s**t day completely unbearable.
It was funny. But I didn't feel the cold, even as the sweat lining my body made my skin steam. The cold could drive at me, it could push at me, an icicle could go right in my chest, drive its frozen tip into my heart and I wouldn't feel it
I felt Roman's warm pulse against mine. His hand had been locked around mine since we left the suite.
We'd spent hours there. In the hotel hallway. Roman talked, pointed out things that lesser det
