Chapter 134

AMELIA

As we reached the top of the stairs, the sound of giggling grew louder. Roman's grip on my hand tightened slightly, and I couldn't help but smirk at his obvious apprehension. Who would have thought that the great Roman Wellington, terror of the boardroom, would be brought low by a pair of four-year-old girls?

Well, things happen every day.

"Uncle Roman!" Lisa's voice rang out as we entered what I assumed was the playroom.

"You're back!"

The room looked like a glitter bomb had exploded. Every surface was covered in some form of sparkle, and in the center of it all sat the twins, surrounded by an impressive array of nail polishes, tiaras, and what appeared to be every Disney princess costume ever made.

Anna, the slightly bossier of the two (if that was even possible), pointed an imperious finger at a small chair clearly meant for someone much smaller than Roman. "Sit," she commanded. "We need to finish your makeover."

I bit my lip to keep from laughing as Roman obedientl