Exit Strategy

Roman was definitely more nervous than I was. His handsome face remained flushed, as if the room were too warm, his gaze occasionally drifting toward me with an almost dazed intensity.

I took a sip of tea, the porcelain warm against my fingers. "I've been thinking about investments lately. Any advice?"

He blinked, surprised. "Are you short on cash?"

The question caught me off guard, a small, unexp