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“Thank you, Carmen, for the coffee and the stories. Roman in a tutu is an image I will always treasure.” I slid off the stool and headed for their back door. Carmen and I shared a humoured look while Roman glared in panic.
“Bye, love,” Carmen called to me as Roman spat, “You did what?” at her.
“Oh, it’s nothing. We were just…” I lost track of Carmen’s voice as I closed the door behind me.
I grinned as I headed towards my house. It was magnified when I was almost to the back door and I heard Roman call my name.
“Piper!” And he didn’t sound too happy.
I stopped and turned, taking one last moment to appreciate his body.
“Whatever she told you–”
“I take to my grave, Roman. I wouldn’t dare ruin ballet-Roman by sharing him with anyone.”
He glared at me. “Not funny.”
“Hilarious.”
The corner of his lip quirked, but he didn’t give into it. “How are you?”
“Still fine.”
His eyes slid down my body then back to my eyes. “Good. Good.” He sucked his teeth like he was contemplating something.
“Seriously, Roman. I’m fine. No regrets, no concerns, I’m fine.”
“If you wanted me to…” he started.
“To what?” I pressed.
He sighed. “If it would make you feel better, I’d be more than happy to go get you the morning after pill?”
My stomach fluttered and my cheeks heated. ‘Uh… I think…” I cleared my throat. “Thanks. But, I think it’ll be fine. I haven’t missed any. So…”
“Are you sure? It was my bad. I’m not above taking responsibility for my actions.”
How was I supposed to convince myself that any attraction I had to him was just physical when he said things like that? Over and over until I believed it was how.
I tucked some hair behind my ear. “I’m sure. Thank you, though. I appreciate it.”
He looked at me like something was haunting him. But just as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted.
“Uncie Roman!” Maddy called, hanging out the door in a bright pink dressing gown.
“In a minute, Mads!” he called.
“But, Grandma said you’d make me pancakes!” She sounded like her nose was all blocked up and her voice was scratchy.
“Of course she did,” he muttered.
“You’d best go,” I said softly.
“Yeah, I’d best.”
“See you later.” I gave him a small wave.
“Yeah, catchya.”
