Roman pulled me closer to him then bent his head and kissed the top of mine. It was reminiscent of our shallow peck of a kiss back at his apartment. I'd called it stupid but now I saw what he did, felt that a kiss wasn't s****l and it did something that sometimes a hug couldn't manage. Like now, a hug would tear me apart, break my control while his kiss - it was a short sturdy reminder that he was here, he was listening and he wasn't leaving.
I pulled my hands from his and took a step back, smoothing my palms over my hips.
Roman dropped his eyes to mine. "I'm not going to pretend to relate to you. I'm not going to say that you're stronger because of the hardship. Everything I've done, it's been for the right reasons but it's been terrible. Inexcusable and it doesn't make me any f*****g s
