Chapter 9. The Game Begins

Sofie’s POV

“Is there something on my face?” Roman’s voice caught me off guard, yanking me out of my shameless daydream.

I hadn’t even realized that I was staring so openly at him. What the fuck was wrong with me?

A deep crimson colored my cheeks in embarrassment as I shook my head and looked away from him. “N-no.”

I felt his amused stare beside me as a low chuckle escaped his lips. “Okay, then. I’ll take your word for it,” he muttered.

I groaned inwardly as I shifted further away from him, almost molding myself into the passenger door. Our arrangement hadn’t even officially started, and here I was about to blow our cover. I could only hope I wouldn’t get too carried away by my own stray thoughts; I couldn’t afford to ruin everything for Roman. He would definitely never forgive me if