Tessa moved to the door slowly, buying herself seconds she didn’t have. Roman stood in a dark coat, his presence filling the narrow porch. His eyes swept over her, unreadable, sharp enough to strip her bare.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, keeping her tone flat.
“We need to talk… now.”
“Yeah? About what?” She folded her arms. “I thought we agreed that until the baby—”
“I noticed your calls,” he blurted out.
She blinked, stunned by his sudden change in tone. “It was a mistake.”
“Twice is too much for a mistake.”
His gaze dropped to her arm—the one she kept folded against her body.
“What’s the problem?” he asked.
“Nothing.”
“Don’t lie to me.” His voice cut through the air like steel. He pulled her closer, tugging up her sleeves, his eyes darkening at the bruises.
“Who did th
