Dean stepped back. “She's all yours, buddy. Just came to say hi to an old acquaintance.”
I hated the fact that his harsh words still affected me to this day. Old acquaintance? Is that what we were?
Roman kissed my temple. My body lit up.
“You done here? Let's go to bed.” He suggested.
We said quick goodnights and sweet dreams to the people around and retired for the night. Roman’s large had was wrapped around mine as we walked to our bedroom.
The bedroom door clicked shut behind us, finally giving us privacy.
I leaned against it, arms folded across my chest, watching Roman toe off his designer loafers like he owned the place—which, technically, he didn’t. Not yet.
“That was the most excruciating meal of my life,” I muttered, pushing off the door. “Between Chloe’s fake laughter, Da
