Chapter 172: I'm The Boss

Savannah “You sure this looks good? I hate this shit,” Roman muttered for the millionth time, fiddling with the knot until it resembled a wrinkled mess. “I actually think I look stupid.” I laughed, throwing the covers off and sitting up on the bed, wincing a little. The repercussions of spending the entire morning testing Roman's stamina and trying to see how quickly this bed could break. “You don’t look stupid. You look dashing.” He turned to face me, and just like that, his hands stilled. His gaze flicked down my body slowly, tracing the outline of my bare body as the sheets slipped off me. He wolf-whistled. “Damn, sexy.” I tried to look unimpressed but ended up laughing. “My eyes are up here, mister.” He smirked. “These eyes have a mind of their own.” “They better not wander too far, or I’ll poke them out,” I teased, sliding out of bed and padding across the room to him. Roman sighed dramatically, still tugging at his tie like it personally offended him. “I swear this thing was inve