Chapter 91: It’s not faulty

Tessy eventually fell asleep, her breathing soft and even as she lay curled into Roman’s side. Her warmth seeped into him, her scent a calming balm to the constant unease that churned beneath his skin.

He kept his arm securely around her, her cheek pressed gently against his chest, and though every inch of him wanted to relax, sleep evaded him like a ghost in the mist.