Katie's chest lifted and dropped with each breath she took as she processed his words. A tear escaped her eye. He captured it with his tongue before it could drip off her cheek. This man saw her better than she saw herself. He turned her slowly in his arms so she was facing him. He used his grip on her hair to tilt her face up to his. He studied the vulnerability shining through as clear as day and nodded his head. She knew he had brought her here to prove something, perhaps break down some kind of barrier.
"We are so messed up, Roman," she sighed, leaning against him, absorbing his strength.