Big bodyguard guy silently brought out his phone and sent a text. It was only after he had gotten one back and checked the contents that he let me out of the room. Apparently, he had to check with the boss first.
He walked me all the way out of the room—which was actually at the basement floor, we got to the first floor and then made our way up the stairs. I kept memorizing the speech I was going to use on Roman the entire time, I didn’t want to sound too needy or loving. He wouldn’t believe it.
Five minutes later I was standing in front of Roman, alone, having a staring contest.
“You wanted to see me,” I said jokingly.
He didn’t smile. He actually looked a little grouchy and agitated, like he wanted to be anywhere but in my presence.
“I don’t have time for jokes, Alexandra. I have mu
