“If only that were true.” Dad grumbled. “Unfortunately, I've known how much destruction she leaves behind everywhere she goes and on everything she touches for almost thirty years now. Convincing me otherwise is nearly impossible.”
My jaw clenched so tight a vein pulsed in my temple.
“Savannah’s a wonderful woman, sir,” Roman said, smiling with concealed fury. “But don’t worry. I can handle a little fire.”
“Good luck with that. Hope you packed an extinguisher.” Dean smirked.
I discreetly flipped him the bird.
“Ah, I take it you had a dozen of those and still ditched at the first sight of the smoke.” Roman replied.
Dean attempted to emulate Roman's stance. It was actually quite funny.
“Yes. Because only a smart man would know to run at the smell of smoke. The fool waits for the
