With a mischievous smirk playing on his lips, Roman leaned in, his deep-set eyes locking onto mine. "Surprise surprise," he muttered, the edges of his mouth curling into a smile as he regarded me with an intensity that sent butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
"You moved in here? What about your other house?" I asked, genuine concern lacing my voice.
The thought of his sister being alone while he chose to spend the holiday with me nagged at my mind.
The look in his eyes suggested something different from annoyance; gone was the irritation that often colored his expression, replaced instead by a sweetness that felt almost intoxicating. The brightness in his gaze was captivating, and I found myself entranced by his strikingly handsome features, my heart racing as if it might leap from my chest at any moment.
