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Roman grimaces as a man in armor lifts her off her feet and carries her to the roadside. A few others jog close to watch the spectacle.
“Are you sure you didn’t have sex? She seems awfully invested,” I say, my gaze bouncing between Roman’s attempts to be stoic and the guard manhandling the squirming woman. “Or did you make her promises you can’t keep?”
His head snaps in my direction and he shoots me a hard glower. “That’s not how it happened.”
“Then how, Roman?” I ask through clenched teeth. “Because you’re a very easy guy to fall for. After five years of togetherness, I can imagine she’d feel abandoned.”
His lips flatten, and his nostrils flare. “Is that what you think? That I led her on?”
“Well, did you?” I snap.
“Never,” he rasps. “Officer McMurphy was assigned to me because I was a high-risk prisoner.”
“High risk of what?”
“Escaping,” he replies and turns his gaze back to the front. “Cesare had a plan to fly a helicopter into the courtyard and break me out. A lot of inmates were still loyal to us and willing to take out the guards. Benito, Gil, and my cousin all worked together to make the warden assign me someone who wouldn’t be a pain in the ass.”
“Alright…” I scrutinize his profile, my patience fraying. “When did the relationship turn romantic?”
He shakes his head. “It wasn’t like that.”
My temples throb with the force of my frustration. Roman can’t talk his way out of this situation. I won’t allow any bullshit. Exasperation tightens my chest, and my voice becomes sharp. “Then when did the sex start?”
A muscle in his jaw flexes. “One morning when she served me breakfast, she got on her knees and crawled beneath the table.”
“In the middle of the prison cafeteria?” I ask with a gasp.
“I was on death row. We eat in our cells.” He pinches the bridge of his nose. “I knew we were playing a dangerous game, but it had been months since I’d had a woman, and I wasn’t interested in any of Gil’s whores?—”
“Wait. There were prostitutes?”
His gaze shifts to me, his expression incredulous. “Anything is available in prison for the right price.”
“Oh.” I wait for him to continue, but he doesn’t. “So, she just volunteered to blow you under the table without an explanation?”
Roman glances out of the window to where a small crowd has formed around the woman. I can’t see her behind the wall of amused men.
“What?” I ask.
“I used to jerk off to Gil’s stupid magazines and…”
“She watched and got turned on at the sight of you stroking your cock,” I say, my voice bitter, my cheeks heating.
My mind dials back to the display of Roman masturbating in the studio while I was trying to paint his portrait. I don’t need the rest of the story because I experienced it first-hand. The man is the embodiment of temptation.
“She fucking took advantage of you.” Roman stiffens, and I grab his shoulder. “Is that how it happened?”
“Emberly…” he says, with an exasperated sigh.
“Now she’s back for more?” I shuffle to the other side of the seat and reach for the door handle.
Roman grabs me around the waist and pulls me into his chest. “What are you doing?”
“She abused her authority,” I hiss.
“Stop this.”
Now, I’m the one who’s squirming. “Let go of me. You were stuck in that cell all day and she took advantage of her authority over you to molest your cock!”
