A Blooming Scandal

Roman wasn't snoopy, but two hours by himself? Even I could have gotten curious, so… no, I'm just overthinking; Roman would never.

Wanting to hear what he knew, I sat down, my eyes fixed on him.

“I need to be home in thirty minutes, so you have about…” I looked at my wristwatch; it was three, “Five. You have five minutes.”

“That’s all I need…” He stood up, clearing his throat. “So I was thinking,