They didn’t say another word until they reached the car. Not a single one.
The second the doors closed and the tinted glass sealed them inside, Blair finally exhaled, slumping back in her seat like the tension had been the only thing holding her upright the entire time.
Roman slid in beside her and didn’t speak right away. He just looked at her, his expression unreadable. Half awe. Half… something else. Something darker, heavier, and far more dangerous.
“That was...” he finally said, voice low, “...unexpectedly savage.”
Blair let out a breathy laugh, rubbing a hand over her face. “I think I blacked out somewhere between the unicorns and the d**k size.”
Keira, from the back seat, hooted. “You murdered him. Like, socially. He might never get hard again. Blair, I feel like kneeling at yo
