Illusions

29. hurts

Roman's POV

Amira left an hour ago so I decided to get work done before I left to pick her up from her meeting later.

I love her so much, it hurts sometimes.

Like right now because she's fucking gone.

I hope she decides to move in with me because being apart from her is excruciating. Every time I try to get work done, my mind wanders to her and I realize that I have been staring at a blank screen for fifteen minutes.

Luckily, she just sent me a text to let me know that her meeting ended early, so I let her know I'm on my way.

On the way there, I take a couple of work calls and spend the whole time stressing over what music to play for her. In the end, I choose Savage Mode II because she's been listening to it a lot lately, and maybe I like it too.

I pull into a parking spot and wait for her to exit the building, opting to wait outside. When she doesn't come out, I start to worry a bit, but then I hear her laugh and instantly relax. 

She rounds the corner of the building and as soon as our eyes lock, I smirk at her, making her instantly blush. She quickly says goodbye to the woman next to her and walks over to me.

"Roman, I said I'd get a cab."

I grab her hands and pull her into me.

"And I said I'd be your chauffeur until we get you a car."

She looks up at me and rolls her eyes.

"With the new tax they're putting on us for driving through every day," she questions, "no, I'll have to pass, plus cars are expensive."

I move my hands and grip her ass, pulling her closer to me.

"Always the voice of reason, hmm?"

She shivers and I realize how cold it is outside, so I open the passenger door and let her in.

"Savage Mode II," she mumbles, sitting on her hands to warm them up, "how'd you know?"

"I notice every little thing you do," I shrug, putting the car in reverse, "if you haven't noticed yet."

She grabs my hand and rests it on the center console.

"And I notice that whenever I'm here you do that cocky hand-on-my-seat thing to reverse," she smirks, "but when I'm not here, you use the camera."

I eye her.

"You love it," I retort, "I see you blush and squirm every fucking time."

She laughs and nods, and we spend the rest of the drive talking about stupid shit and laughing.

It's perfect.

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"Okay, honey, I have to leave now."

I hold onto her thighs tighter.

"Why?"

"Because I have an apartment and cat that I have to take care of."

I hug her and slip a hand under her shirt.

"If the cat comes here, then will you stay?"

She pauses to think and a piece of her hair falls over her eyes, I quickly fix it behind her ear and kiss under it. Her breath catches and I can tell she lost her train of thought.

"Fine!"

I smirk.

"Stay forever, please?"

Her face morphs with surprise.