Evelyn quickly covered her mouth. “I still have to study tonight…” she mumbled.

Roman gently pried her hand away. “Baby, you’ve worked enough already,” he whispered, his voice soft, warm, grounding. “You’ve been through so much—the hospital, the stress, my father, Lena’s father… all of it.” He brushed a stray lock of hair from her face. “Let me take care of you tonight.”

Her heart skipped. “I—”

His lips brushed her forehead. “You can conquer the corporate world anytime. But tonight?” He pulled back just enough to meet her eyes.

“Tonight, I want all of you.”

Evelyn’s breath caught in her throat.

She opened her mouth to protest, to remind...