38

CARLY

“Babe?”

“Hmm.” Rome was tracing kisses on my tummy under the blanket. We just made love. My body was still buzzing after my most intense orgasm. And here he was, trying to put me back on track.

If there was one thing he was good at, it was sneaking out. He told me his friends made a diversion so no one would notice him visiting me.

“I’m serious, Langston.”

“So do I? What is it all about?” He threw the blanket over his shoulder, meeting my gaze.

“What did you and my father talk about?”

Groaning, he moved to my side, pulling me close to him so I could rest my head on his shoulder. “Sweetheart, I did not even stay five minutes inside the study to talk about a lot of things. First, he told me about the rich history of the desk. He might have seen my reaction because the desk is actually pretty cool. It was a fine desk. Maybe I should order one like that from a carver.”

“Enough about the desk, Romare.” I snapped.

He laughed softly. “You never called me by my name. You said i