No Ads
16:14 Wed, 18 Jun
Chapter 55
Chapter 55
93%
+28)
Roman sat behind his desk at the office, the light coming in from the floor–to–ceiling windows behind him cast him in shadow to anyone entering the office. His phone was on silent, though his gaze kept flicking toward it every few minutes. He’d told himself that leaving Blair with his family was the smart move. Eleanor and Rose were both fiercely capable, but it didn’t make being away from her any easier. He was constantly worrying about her..
He should be focused. Peters had sent over a folder of updates that morning, and Roman had already skimmed the contents twice. No obvious threats. No strange activity flagged with her family. No signs of who might be targeting Blair. And yet, the pit in his stomach hadn’t gone away. So who the hell was doing this?
He scrubbed a hand over his face, frustrated. Whoever was behind this was careful. Too careful.
A knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. Kara poked her head in. “Roman? The catering team confirmed they have arrived at the estate to begin prep for tonight.”
“Thank you,” Roman said with a nod. “By the way Kara, are you ok?”
Kara smiled at him. “Yes, I was a little sore this morning. But I’m ok. Thank you for asking.”
“Thanks for finding the catering company.”
She nodded and left.
He had called his dad once he got to the office, inviting them to stay the night and have dinner with them. He wasn’t sure a crowbar would get his mother away from Blair right now. So he had arranged a catering service to come in and handle the meal.
He was taking no chances with Blair still recovering. He had also invited Sutton and Keira because they needed to know their sister was okay. The last thing anyone needed was to worry about cooking. He had arranged for a full–service team to handle everything. Blair deserved to enjoy the night and not lift a finger.
His mind shifted to her sisters. Roman had already spoken to Sutton earlier and formally invited her and Keira to dinner at. the estate. Keira had roasted him with an update on the investigation into who was targeting her sister.
Roman checked the time again, then stood. Screw it. He’d done enough for today. His team would continue the investigation. He was too worried about Blair to be concerned about work. Right now, he needed to be home with Blair. He couldn’t see anything useful in the file on his desk.
By the time he pulled into the driveway, the sun was beginning to dip. As he stepped inside, he was immediately hit with the sound of laughter: two voices, one familiar and the other distinctly Keira’s.
He followed the sound into the sitting room and found Rose and Keira on the couch, drinks in hand, deep in conversation.
Rose spotted him first. “Roman! You didn’t tell me Blair’s sister was this much fun.”
Keira raised her glass with a smirk. “Your sister’s a riot. We’ve already decided we’re adopting each other.”
Roman arched a brow. “Should I be worried?”
“Absolutely,” Rose said at the same time Keira winked.
He shook his head, amused despite himself, then turned as Blair entered the room. She looked well… better than she had that morning, her cheeks flushed slightly from rest and laughter.
Roman crossed to her, brushing a kiss to her temple. “You look better.” He so wanted to tell her how he felt, but needed to give her time. He didn’t want to rush her. But her close calls with death had brought home to him just how much he loved
her.
1/2
16:14 Wed, 18 Jun
Chapter 55
“I feel better,” she said softly. “Thanks to your mum, dad and Rose. And now Sutton and Keira joined the circus.”
རཱེ 93%
28)
He smiled and threaded their fingers together. “I thought you would like your family here. I didn’t want you to worry about feeding anyone.”
Blair smiled. “Thank you. It was very thoughtful of you. Dinner’s almost ready. The catering team just finished setting up.”
Later, as they all gathered around the dining table, the wine flowed freely, and the tension that had hovered over the last few days seemed to have lifted, even if the threat wasn’t gone.
Stories were exchanged, laughter echoed off the walls, and Roman found himself watching Blair as she glowed under the attention of both families blending together. From what she had experienced living under her aunt and uncle’s roof, this must be a welcome change.
Roman was looking forward to this weekend in some ways. It was him that had gotten the better deal, not Dan.
At a lull in the conversation, Roman cleared his throat. His gaze locked on Blair’s. “So,” he said, voice casual but firm, “when’s the wedding?”
Blair choked on her wine, and Keira immediately burst out laughing. “Can’t wait to buy the cow?”
Blair shot her sister a look. “Hey…”
Blair then looked at Roman. “You couldn’t wait until after dessert?”
Roman only smirked. “I figured the sooner we start planning, the sooner I can make it official.” Thinking if they were not very careful, she could be pregnant, walking down the aisle. Not like he cared. He wanted her to carry his baby. The timing was up to her.
Sutton arched a brow from across the table. “Let her breath, Roman. She’s still recovering.”
Exactly,” Keira chimed in. “Let the woman finish her meal before you throw flower arrangements at her.”
- d.
an raised his hands in mock surrender, grinning. “Fine. But I want it on the calendar.” The sooner the better in his
Blair shook her head, laughing despite herself. For the first time in what felt like days, she felt light. Surrounded by people who loved her, even if some of them were only starting to show it. Roman’s family was more than she could have hoped for.
And Roman, as usual, was right in the center of it, unapologetically claiming her as his.
