Roman's expression flickered—a shadow passing over his eyes. He quickly masked it with a smile, but Evelyn caught it.

"What are you saying?" He twirled her gently. "You know everything about me."

"Roman."

He was about to twirl her again, but she held on, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders.

"Roman, I need you to listen to me."

His hand, which had been resting comfortably against her waist, stilled. Roman closed his eyes for a brief moment. He swallowed the lump forming in his throat when he opened his eyes and saw her serious expression. Evelyn nodded, seeing he was finally allowing her to talk.

"Okay…" She cleared her...