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Chapter One Hundred-One
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2024-10-29 19:42:56When we get to Roman's house he directs me to drive to the garage and park the car there.
We get out and I hand the keys to him and bring out my phone to order my Uber.
Roman stares at me intently, I don't even want to know what is going on through his head so I neither ask nor do I bother trying to figure it out.
He speaks, "You know, you could stay here"
I look at him for a moment to confirm he did indeed said what I just heard, he gives me a shrug. I guess I heard right.
I shake my head, "I can't, Roman" Stay here? Like sleepover at his house? Like spend the full night sleeping at his house? I can't believe he just ask me that out of the blue.
I continue on with my phone, ordering the Uber.
Roman continues with his line of conversation, undeterred. "It's pretty late, they don't let Ubers in this late" He tells me.
I narrow my eyes at him. That sounds like either a stupid rule or a lie, my money is on the latter. "You
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Oh. My. God. This cannot be happening to me right now. I shut my eyes and count from one to five hoping and praying earnestly that when I open them again, the bed sheet would be perfect as it should be. I get to five and reluctantly open my eyes, unfortunately my prayers go unanswered. The stain which I am so sure is blood from the sharp pain of cramps I'm having in my abdomen all tells me what I need to know. My period came early. Thankfully Roman is not in the room right now, since I'm wearing Roman's shirt and a pair of dark joggers I had borrowed from Robyn, my yesterday's clothes are free from any stain and I can put them on while I hightail out of here. I also have spare tampons in my bag but what am I going to do about the stain on Roman's bed? An idea pops into my head. Robyn! I could call Robyn and ask that she gets me spare bed sheets. I could change the present one on Roman's bed and take the stained ones with me, get them laundered
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I turn around to face the doorway so fast the towel loosens and nearly slips from my chest. Roman walks in with an expression of scary calm, he studies me from head to toe as I hurriedly rewrap the towel around my body. I force a smile, why didn't Damon delay him more? I haven't gotten my nerves under control yet. I look behind Roman at Damon to convey my displeasure and Roman follows my eye sight. He looks from me to Damon, he knows something is up. "Damon, get out. She's barely dressed" Roman calmly tells he's cousin, his gaze still fixed on me. Roman's eyes tells me I have some explaining to do. Damon doesn't complain but gives me one last glance before walking away and leaving. Now, it's just me and my scarily calm boyfriend who goes ahead to shut the door, leaving me nearly naked, absolutely nervous and with no escape route. "What was that about?" Roman asks me bluntly, walking closer to me in slow steps like a predator. And
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Roman asserts that he will be driving me back home even though I suggested he rests. He tells me to wait for him by the house entrance while he gets the car from the garage. Just as he leaves, Damon drives pass in an Audi. I remember the car from the day Roman and he gave me a ride home after my car broke down at an abandoned gas station on my way back from the grocery store. I recall that that day was the first time Roman and I ever had a conversation where we weren't biting off each other's head. "I can see you are in one piece" Damon comment. He smirks and adds, "And clothed" I want to glare at him but I remember how he helped me delay Roman from unlocking the bedroom door, I owe him one. "Thanks for helping me out earlier" i send him a knowing expression to convey what I'm referring to. Damon winks, "Anything for my favorite cousin's girl" He grins before driving off. His favorite cousin's girl? Unless I've been wrongly informed, R
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"Lindsey Marie Jordan!" I hear a loud voice similar to my mom's scream my name causing me to jerk awake. I can't see properly because my hair falls as a curtain over my eyes and face, I attempt to raise up a hand to shove the mass of hair from my view but I can't move my arms. What the hell? I settle for shaking my head repeatedly until a chunk covering my left eye slips off and I can now see clearly again. "Oh shit!" I exclaim. I'm lying down on Roman, in our living room couch. Unlike my face that is filled with horror, Roman looks calm. His eyes are wide open, barely any sign of sleep remaining. I look forward to see my mom standing over us and glaring. Oh boy... "Let go" I mutter to Roman, he obeys and his tight grip loosens enough for me to break through. "Good morning, Mrs Jordan" Roman greets my mom politely like what is happening here is a normal occurrence. My mom blinks at Roman's calm tone, I understand her surprise.
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On Thursday morning, a day to Roman's birthday, I send him a text message to leave his schedule after school clear and free because I have a surprise planned for him. His reply made me laugh. Sexiest Man Alive: Please tell me the surprise involves a lot of movement on a bed with little to no clothes on?? Wink emoji I chuckle at the words on my phone screen before responding. Me: How about you clear up your schedule after school and you get to find out..? His reply is instant. Sexiest Man Alive: Consider it done, Cookie. After school I send another text message to Roman asking him to come and pick me up at my house. I would have preferred to pick him up from his and drive to where I have the surprise planned out but the fear of running into Roman's father after the last encounter keeps me away. Roman agrees to come pick me up at 6 pm like I requested. Fifteen minutes to
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"Damn babe, this is really good..." He compliments, his gaze fixed on the steak in front of him as he takes another bite with a relish. He spares me a glance with raised eyebrows as he discovers me still standing at the same spot he left me at. He turns and pours himself a drink from the bottle of unopened wine I got from Robyn. "I don't mind you not sharing the steak with me, it's so delicious I want it all to myself but I think you'll hurt your feet if you stand throughout this picnic date. Also, is it still a date if you're standing five feet away?" Roman asks me, just as he grabs another piece of steak and takes a bite. This time, I don't wait to hear his moan of enjoyment as I hurriedly walk to the blanket and take a seat opposite him. Roman looks at me with a smile so soft I think I might just be dreaming. He picks up another piece of steak and holds it up to my mouth. Wait, is he doing what I think he is? Is he trying to feed me
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The afternoon before the night that is Roman's birthday party, Leo comes up to my room to inform me that some delivery man is at the door with a package for me. "A delivery man?" I question, I didn't order anything. "Cassie did you order anything and request to have it shipped to my address?" I ask my best friend who I know has a habit of ordering stuff online, although why would she tag it's delivery to my house is not a reason I'm aware of. Cassie, who is currently taking up a significant space on my bed, answers, "No. I did not" What sent it then? I wonder. Or could it be that...I walk out of my room and to the door where there indeed is a delivery man waiting, beside him is three packages all wrapped up in carton colored paper so I can't even predict what could be inside. Spotting me, the man asks. "Miss Jordan?" I nod. "Yeah, that's me" He stretches out his hand holding a paper on a clipboard. "Please sign here" He instructs me.Uh... "Can I know who sent the pac
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I turn to my cousin with a frustrated and doubt filled look. Damon raises an eyebrow at my facial expression. “Do you want my help or not?” I grunt, “Yeah I do. What type of car do you think I should get for her?” I ask him hopelessly. Damon shrugs, “A lambo or something” He replies. My jaw drops in shock, “A Lamborghini? Are you insane!?” My cousin snorts, “Don’t tell me you think it’s too expensive, she is your girlfriend whom I know you love so don’t tell me you’re deciding to be stingy with her gift” I ignore him saying I’m in love with Lindsey, I am but I’ve never told him or anyone, I haven’t even said the word to Lindsey and I should, I plan to tell her on her birthday, but that is not the point of my conversation with Damon right now. A lambo? I’m groan out, “Please where is Cassie and Robyn? I need them back.” I shake my head in exhaustion. Damon gives me a glare for doubting the reasonability of his idea which is an absolutely ridiculous idea. “Call Cassie and ask h
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