Chapter 315

Sloane wanted to crawl under a desk. Was he seriously bringing this up right now?

Her face burned so hot she might as well have been running a fever. Roman stepped closer and pressed his hand to her forehead. "You're burning up. Are you sick?"

"No, no, I'm fine. I should go," she said, trying to escape.

Before she could, Roman's arm snaked around her waist. The sensation sent tingles through he