Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 65

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They were having dinner with Roman’s family at a very expensive restaurant. Blair was worried about being seen or photographed by the media. They hadn’t gone public yet.

Peters stood discreetly near their table, scanning the room with practiced ease. The other diners paid him no attention, but Blair noticed how his gaze lingered on each new arrival.

She smoothed her navy dress, hyperaware of Roman’s mother studying her from across the table. It was friendly–and Roman’s mother wasn’t sizing her up, thank God. She just wanted details.

“So, dear, have you thought about colors yet?” Eleanor leaned forward. She had already told Blair how happy she was that she and Roman were getting married so quickly.

Blair glanced at Roman, who was deep in conversation with his father about something work–related. “We’re keeping it simple. Small ceremony. But Roman is managing everything. I only need to find a dress.”

Roman’s mother looked at him in surprise. “Really? His marriage to Jessica–he didn’t do a thing.” Blair could see this pleased Eleanor no end, that her son was so invested.

“Mother,” Roman said, showing that even though he had been in conversation with his father, he was still listening in on their exchange. “Can we not discuss my first marriage with my soon–to–be wife?”

“I’m merely stating fact-”

“How’s the salmon here?” Blair cut in, opening her menu wider than necessary.

Roman’s father, James, cleared his throat. “Excellent. Though I recommend the sea bass.”

Blair caught the slight smile Roman gave her–grateful for the deflection. His hand found hers under the table, squeezing gently.

“Speaking of recommendations,” Eleanor started again, “I know the most wonderful wedding planner-”

“Mum.” Roman’s tone brooked no argument. “Blair and I will handle the arrangements. Well… me mostly. We’re getting married in less than two weeks. There’s no time for anything lavish. Plus, we don’t want it. We only need each other and our families.”

The waiter arrived, providing another welcome interruption. They ordered, and Blair sipped her water, wishing it were wine. But there was a very slight chance she could be pregnant. She hadn’t taken any tests, but Roman was very active in the bedroom.

the engagement party this weekend for our

the point when they would be getting married the week

nice, actually. As long as it’s small.” Blair could see Roman’s mother wanted

course, dear.

firmly. “Every guest–or this

mother’s smilé dimmed slightly. “Roman, you take the fun out of

“No exceptions. There

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“Your mother and I understand the situation, son. We’ll take all the

as their food arrived. Blair cut into her fish, the conversation shifting to safer topics. But she noticed how

you still thinking about buying the house in Blair’s hometown?” James asked between bites.

Roman. He had been keeping

nodded. “The location’s ideal.

area is so pretty.” Eleanor dabbed her lips with her napkin. “The prices have shot

you said?” Blair wanted to know.

tablecloth, squeezing gently. “It may not pan out.

but she wasn’t sure why he wasn’t saying. She knew it wasn’t her family’s childhood home–because it wasn’t on the market. She and her sisters always kept watch. Sentimental

be around. By the time they stepped outside, Blair was so

car around while Roman

kissing Blair’s cheek. “We’ll talk about the engagement party tomorrow. We don’t

climbed into their waiting car. Blair

wasn’t so bad,” Roman murmured, helping her into the

parents. Makes me miss

“I wish I could give

merging into light traffic. Blair leaned

“Thank you.”