The second Blair stepped outside, she felt lighter. Or maybe that was just the reality of what had just happened.
It was done. Laura and Dan had just been exposed.
The cold air hit her, but she barely felt it. Roman had moved her out of that house quickly, his grip protective. Possessive even.
It didn’t make her feel controlled, just safe and wanted, so she let him.
Now they stood for a moment on the front porch, the s****l tension still thick between them. She wanted to jump into his arms and she was so focused on him she hadn’t even realized her sisters had moved past them down the three front steps.
“You okay?” Roman asked, scanning her face like he was looking for signs of damage.
Blair let out a breath. “Yeah. Just...” She gestured vaguely toward the house. “That was a lot.”
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