Once Roman returned to work, I found myself not knowing what to do with myself. Kristen, Lori, and Lauren were all off doing their own things. There I was, sat about the mansion on my own, only texts between Roman and me and short conversations with Geoffrey filling my day. I hadn't lasted more than a week before I was just about ready to scream.
After my shower one night, I paced around the room, dreading the following day.
Roman emerged, looking like a Greek God as always with water still glistening off of his abs and arms. He tossed the towel he was using to dry his hair around my hips and pulled me into him. "Hey now, what's the matter?" he asked with a touch of concern lingering in his voice.
