"Are you and Samantha in a relationship?" I blurted, unable to stop the question from tumbling out of my mouth.

I had not meant to ask it so bluntly, but the question had always been on my mind. I could not get it out of my head.

We were in my bedroom now, sitting across from each other. Romeo was leaning against the headboard of my bed, while I was on a chair by the bedside table.

His brows drew together, his gaze averting from mine. "I told you I am not dating her. If I was, I would not be here with you, and I would not have told...