Hospital Bed: Hannah

"Roman, I have to go," I laughed against the man's chest, which he currently had me pressed up against. Roman refused to let me go, even as I protested against his chest.

I took to nipping at his neck in order to gain his attention, and was only met with a groan. Not releasing me from his strong hold, Roman only turned to bite at my neck in turn, and I gasped at the sensation that shot through me.

I was glad for the hospital giving Roman his own private room in that moment. Then again, I doubted they would have put a guest as important as Roman in a shared bedroom with some of the other patients. I found myself musing on the idea of Roman in a room with three other people and his bodyguards.

Roman had taken to hiding us both beneath the covers of the hospital bed, declaring that if we didn't see the world, then it, in turn, did not see us. I had to tell him with a loud laugh that that wasn't how the world worked.