Blair sat in the passenger seat of Roman’s car, arms resting on her thighs, her gaze fixed out the window, though her mind was miles away. The night before was still fresh in her mind, lingering in her bones.
Every breath felt like a reminder. A reminder of him, of the heat between them. Every little movement of her body felt like a trace of his touch on her skin. She could still feel him, his lips, the weight of his body, the way he’d claimed her. The way his hands had been everywhere, firm and sure. She was still ever so slightly sore. But in a good way. He had taken her as soon as they walked through the door yesterday and then again in the early morning hours.
It had been unreal. Not just the way they’d fit together physically, though, that had been perfect, but the way they seemed t
