Moment of Weakness (Embracing Moments Book 1) by Katie Fox Page A

the last. Who could blame him, she was beautiful. Hell, I’d probably want to date her too if I had any interest in women.
    “No. The guy. Do you know him?”
    The guy?
    “You mean Shane?” I asked, lifting an eyebrow. “He’s Lacey’s cousin. That’s the first time I met him. Why?” My eyes fell to Roman’s fingers which were moving back and forth against his phone screen.
    “We need to run a background check on him.”
    I let out a short disbelieving laugh. “Is that necessary? He’s Lacey’s cousin, for crying out loud. I’ve been friends with Lacey since elementary school.”
    Roman’s brows furrowed together; his face had “serious” written all over it. “It’s protocol, Miss Parker. I don’t make the rules, I just follow them.” Rules? I was getting so damn tired of these rules. He slipped his phone back into his pocket and directed his attention out the window.
    Silence filled the car as Theo pulled out of the parking lot. Thoughts of Roman’s fingers moving in circles against my arms had my mind racing. He jumped back so quickly when Lacey spoke, it was as if he was caught doing something he shouldn’t have been. Did he even realize what it was he was doing? Or how it affected me? As much as I’d like to think it was innocent, the feeling that coursed through me told me otherwise. His touch was gentle, intimate, and the thought alone caused a small flood of heat to pool between my legs. It had been so long since my body felt alive. It was no surprise it was demanding attention. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on something else, because thinking about Roman, especially in that way was wrong for so many reasons.

THE NEXT HOUR spent in the car was quiet. Roman didn’t say much, at least not verbally. Like usual, most of his attention was on his phone. He had it in his hands, tapping away at the screen, most likely emailing, or texting someone, probably his girlfriend because guys that look like him are never single.
    Having my own car had never really crossed my mind, but when the car came to a stop, anxiousness bubbled up inside me. We were here. I wasn’t even sure where here was. Not bothering to wait for Roman to open the door, I flung mine open and stepped out. Hundreds of cars lined the parking lot. Clutching my purse to my side, I followed behind Theo. A large building sat to the left, three sides of it covered in nothing but glass, allowing for a perfect view of the showroom. As I approached the entrance doors, I noticed the large trident symbol and the word MASERATI in bold letters underneath it. An older gentlemen greeted us at the front doors.
    “Welcome, Miss Parker. We have been expecting you.” I reached out to shake his hand. “If you’d follow me please.”
    “Yes, of course,” I replied, walking behind him. My eyes scanned the showroom as we walked through the lobby. A few glass tables with modern-style leather couches were off to the right. Half a dozen cars sat off to the left. In the center of the lobby was a large spiral staircase with glass railings that led to the second floor. The older gentlemen led us to the far back corner into a spacious office.
    Just like the lobby, the furniture was all modern and coordinated perfectly. White leather chairs and a large glass table sat to one side of the room. Along the walls were several glass showcases, each housing different custom interior options: steering wheels, rims, different color blocks, and handkerchiefs. Looking around at all the options had me feeling light-headed. The anxious feeling I had was no longer fueled by excitement, but now from being overwhelmed. My eyes trailed over all the options. I didn’t need this. I just wanted a car. Theo must have sensed my uneasiness because he stepped outside with the older gentlemen for a few minutes. Dropping my shoulders, I walked over to one of the leather chairs and sat down.
    “You okay?” Roman asked.
    I glanced over at him. He stood by the door, his hands in