Chapter 224

Sloane was truly at her breaking point. She regretted everything—coming here tonight, entering his home, and especially wandering into his study.

"What kind of hungry?" she asked, swallowing hard.

Roman, seeing her cautious expression, decided he shouldn't tease her further or he might get himself into trouble too.

"Stomach hungry," he answered with mild exasperation. "I want a late-night snack."