Chapter 52: Sealing the Deal

Even with the barrier of the dress between us, my body still responds to Roman's touch, still remembers all the ways he caressed - and kissed, and licked - me just two short nights ago. My body doesn't care that my job is on the line, or that we're in the middle of a red carpet with people all around us. But I care, and I force myself to focus on Luca and Dante.

"If interviews aren't your thing, then what is your thing?" I ask sweetly. My voice is only the tiniest bit strained.

Luca's grin turns decidedly devilish. "That's a personal question, isn't it? I don't even know your name."

Roman's fingers have nearly moved between my legs from behind, and I suck in a breath and grab onto the barricade so I don't topple over. He's doing this on purpose - tormenting and distracting me while I'm trying to do exactly what I came here to do. But even though I'm barely holding it together, I try not to let it show.

"I'm Felicia," I say to Luca. "And your brother has already agreed to speak with