Roman’s hand rested lightly on Serena’s elbow as he guided her away from the noise of the party. His brows were slightly drawn together as he looked down at her.

“I’ll drop you home,” he said gently.

Serena nodded automatically, but as she glanced at the time on her phone, her expression changed instantly. The color drained from her face.

Roman noticed immediately. “Hey… what’s wrong?”

Serena hesitated, her fingers tightening around the strap of her bag. “I—I didn’t realize it was this late.”

“So?” Roman asked softly, confused.

She swallowed. “My dad… he locks the house after a certain time. If I’m not back before then…” Her voice trailed...