Minutes passed, and the silence between them grew thicker. Roman turned his face to Bianca, his eyes piercing through the darkness. "I'm sure you didn't do that just to stay quiet," he said, his voice low and husky.
He turned his body, pulling her closer, their bodies touching, and their faces inches away from each other. "Not that I mind," he whispered, "but tell me what you want."
He then kissed her, closing her mouth and breaking the kiss. He looked at her, his hand still on her back. Bianca's eyes sparkled in the dim light, her face flushed with desire.
Roman's eyes burned with intensity, his gaze holding hers captive. He could feel the tension between them building, the air thick with unspoken desires. He knew that Bianca wanted something, but he was determined to make her say it.
