Blair stirred, her body heavy with sleep, warmth cocooning her from all sides. She stretched slightly, only to pause when she felt eyes on her. Slowly, she blinked her way awake, turning her head to find Roman watching her from his place beside her.
“You’re staring,” she murmured, her voice husky from sleep.
Roman’s lips curved slightly. “You’re beautiful when you sleep.”
Blair felt a flush creep up her neck as she buried her face into the pillow. “That’s unfair. I probably look a mess.” Thinking her long hair would be all over the place.
“You look like mine,” he said simply, reaching out to brush his fingers over her cheek.
She exhaled softly, leaning into his touch. “I am yours. Sir…”
His eyes darkened at her words, and for a moment, she thought he might roll over and claim her all
