ROMAN
The ride from Eve's campus to my place was long—almost two hours with traffic—but I didn't mind. I had her with me, and that was all that mattered. My driver handled the wheel, which gave me the freedom to focus entirely on her.
I waited, letting the tension stretch between us, until I couldn't anymore. I slid my hand up her thigh, slow and deliberate, and dragged her toward me. Just that—my palm on her bare skin, my fingers pressing into her soft flesh—and she melted. Like I'd found the exact button to push.
"Roman…" she whispered.
The act was so small, but it broke her. She was all over me, climbing into my space, her lips crashing into mine like she'd been starving for me all along.
The kiss was hard and messy, teeth clashing, tongues fighting for control. She tas
