EVE
Why was he doing this? The food. The house. The attention. He didn't need to impress me. He didn't even need my approval to marry Courtney. So why go through all this trouble… for me?
I could feel his eyes still on me.
Slowly, I lifted my gaze.
Roman leaned back in his chair, long legs stretched out casually, fingers drumming lightly against his jaw. He looked at me like I was the only thing in the room worth seeing. And I hated how that made my heart trip over itself.
I straightened my posture, trying to look unaffected, like his stare wasn't crawling all over me.
Finally, he stood, smooth and deliberate, sliding his hands into his pockets as he glanced toward the hallway.
"Come on," he said softly, almost like a challenge.
I hesitated. My body didn't want to
