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Elena sits up and narrow her eyes at me.
“When did you hear the words ‘come in’?” she asks, annoyed. “I obviously want to be alone.”
“I left you alone for days. Enough moping around,” I state.
“You walked into my room without permission, Roman. What if I was naked?”
I pointedly trail my eyes from her face down to the thin shirt she’s wearing. Her nipples are poking out through the material and my throat tightens as I force myself to look back up at her.
“Unless you actually are naked under that blanket,” I say hoarsely since I can’t see her lower half, “I think we’re good.”
Her eyes meet mine and heat simmers in their depths. I’m glad I’m not the only one that can feel this maddening attraction between us. It frankly makes things easier. Elena clears her throat before throwing the blanket off and getting to her feet. She stares at me, placing her hands on her hips.
“What are you even doing here?”
I lean against the headboard, shutting my eyes.
“Isn’t it obvious? I came to see you,lupacchiotta.”
“And Cassie? Where is she?”
“With my mother. I figured she should spend the night there, give you some time to yourself. Don’t worry, Mom will take care of her.”
She considers my words for a moment before nodding. “I guess I can’t complain. I did keep her away from her precious granddaughter. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to use the bathroom.”
She wanders off, and I decide to answer some important emails while I wait. When Elena reappears a few minutes later, she’s fresh-faced and her expression is much clearer.
“It’s really weird seeing you on my bed,” she says, moving to the bedside table where I placed her food.
Instead of reaching for the plate, she grabs the glass of water, downing it all in one gulp. I level her with a stare when she starts to walk away.
“The food on the plate is meant to be eaten,” I state.
“I’m not hungry.”
My eyes narrow. “Elena…”
She stares me down for a moment and when she realizes she’s not going to win, she grabs the plate with a huff. “Fine. I’ll eat. Anyone ever tell you you’re bossy?”
“I might have heard it once or twice,” I say, smiling.
She starts to eat and I continue going through my emails. It’s strangely domesticated. Neither of us says a word and yet I’m more at ease than I’ve been in days. Being with Elena makes me feel the same way as when I’ve got Cassie in my arms—settled.
When she’s done eating, she takes the plate out. And when she returns, she sits down, cross-legged, in front of me. I arch an eyebrow at her intent stare.
“What?”
“I’m looking for a button,” she mutters.
“What button?”
“You’re being strangely nice to me. I figured you must be a robot or something.”
“Right,” I say blankly. “Because that makes sense.”
She laughs, flopping down onto the bed and staring up at the ceiling. “Any word from my brother?” she asks.
“Michael said he’s fine.”
