Chapter 243

Sloane met Roman's cool, deep gaze. His face was expressionless—gone was the warmth she had grown accustomed to.

He appeared distant and detached, as if nothing had ever happened between them. It was as though all his tenderness had been nothing but a dream.

She returned his coolness with equal politeness. "Hello, Mr. Sinclair."

Roman nodded slightly. "Hello."

Sloane prepared to leave, but before