Page 60 of Dance of Defiance
sory, hope that’s okya
Goddammit. He’s obviously drunk. But it’s making him get the way thatdoessomething to me—when big, tough, macho Roman goes all fucking soft and submissive. I mean, the fucker is literally asking for forgiveness, after the fact, for sneaking my number off his sister’s phone.
It’s kind of adorable.
It’s also really fuckinghot, as much as I want to tell myself otherwise.
Either way, I find myself adding his contact to my phone.
Me
and if it’s not?
I’m fucking with him, because, well, it’s fun.
Roman
im sorry
Roman
I just rly need 2 talk 2 u
Me
Pretty sure taking someone’s number without permission and texting them is spam, which is a crime, pal.
Roman
lol. u remember what my fam does for a living, right?
I feel myself grinning widely at the screen.
Touché, wreckage.
Me
ok not the threat I was going for
Roman
LOL
Me
Well? We’re talking. Talk.
Roman
meet? Face 2 face?
Me
Maybe I don’t feel like getting punched in the fucking nose again.
Yeah, I’m still completely fucking with him. I know the elbow was an accident. But I also can tell that he’s still really broken up about it, and the idea of making the man squirm a little for me is…a high.
Roman
