Blair woke up feeling unusually energetic. Yesterday’s confrontation with Jessica had left her with a sense of closure she hadn’t realized she needed. If anything, she had been more of a problem for Roman than her. Blair just hated bitches, and Jessica had been a huge one.
The look on Jessica’s face when she realized she’d been outmaneuvered was something Blair would treasure for a long time to come.
Roman was already up, sitting at the edge of the bed, reading something on his tablet. God, he was sexy and all hers. He looked up when he felt her stirring.
“Good morning, warrior princess,” he said with a smirk. “Sleep well?”
“Like a rock.” Blair stretched, enjoying the pleasant soreness in her muscles…a sweet reminder of how thoroughly Roman had “shown his pride” in her actions the nigh
