Roman POV ...
When I stepped into the study, Lauren was seated in one of the chairs across from the desk. She was slouched down in the chair with her legs crossed, tapping away at her phone screen. Probably updating social media. I closed the door behind me, and she glanced up at me, immediately sitting upright.
"Engaged?" Lauren asked me as I sat down in the seat beside her. "Seriously? How did you snag Hannah Macalester? And so quickly?"
I rubbed a hand over my face as Lauren asked rapid-fire questions.
"When is the wedding? Why didn't you just call last night and tell me?" Lauren slapped my knee as retribution. "Are you going to answer any of my questions, Roman?"
I sighed. "It's not as glamorous and elaborate as you may think," I said to her.
"Well Hannah is certainly a glamorous and elaborate woman," Lauren said with a smirk. "I was serious about what I said in the kitchen. Hannah is no empty-headed bimbo in a hot body like the girls you usually date."
