When we got out of the shower, he held me up because my legs were weak. Not to mention my feelings. Roman leaned close to my ear and bit my earlobe.

"Can you walk?" He said it mockingly. I gave him a reproachful look. Not even when I lost my virginity was I as sensitive as I am now.

Making sure I was stable, he raised both hands in a gesture of peace, realizing my murderous gaze.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore." He took a painkiller from the nightstand and handed it to me. "Put it under your