“Thank you,” I whispered, my cheek pressed against him.
“You’re welcome.” His palm smoothed slow circles over my back, a soothing rhythm. Then his voice dropped, almost conspiratorial. “I’ve got one more thing to show you.”
I pulled back, blinking up at him. “What’s that?”
His smile tilted into something dangerous, something that always made my heart stutter. He inclined his head toward the car. “Get in the backseat and you’ll find out.”
My pulse leapt. My core tightened. Heat pooled low in my belly. Just hearing those words, with all the memories tied to that backseat, nearly undid me. I bit my lip. “Roman?”
“Don’t you want to find out?” he asked, his smirk widening.
My heart thundered in my chest. “I know what you’re trying to do.”
His brow arched. “And it’s working, isn’t it?”
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