"Good morning," Roman said, his voice low and smooth, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
His dark eyes were fixed on her with an intensity that made her cheeks flush instantly.
There was something about the way he looked at her—like she was the only person in the world—that caused her heart to flutter uncontrollably.
Flustered, Julie quickly lowered her eyes, hoping he wouldn't notice the deepening color on her face.
"G-Good morning," she greeted back, her voice barely above a whisper.
The sound was so soft it almost melted into the silence of the room, but Roman heard it, and it only made his smile grow.
Seeing her like that—blushing, shy, almost trembling in his arms—he couldn't resist the urge to tease her a little.
The corner of his mouth lifted into a smirk as he tilted his head slightly, studying her expression like it was the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen.
"You want to shower?" he asked, amusement dancing in his voice.
