Roman smirked. "We'll play for real then."
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"What's wrong?" Roman asked, looking out of the window. Lynn and he had been on the road for an hour and Lynn had been quiet the majority of the ride, which rubbed him the wrong way. She had an energetic personality when it was just the two of them. Fresh air blew in and out of the car, because of the back windows being let down. "Say what's on your mind."
Lynn let her tongue skim her teeth before talking. "I'm at odds with you Roman." She decided to say, instead of sugar-coating it. They were in Roman's car and she was the one driving since she insisted on it. She was the only one Roman trusted enough to drive his cars.
Roman looked at her and sighed. "What I do now?" Roman questioned.
"We've known each other the majority of our lives, yet you continue to withhold things from me like I can't handle it. You know it's not right and you know if the roles were reversed, you wouldn't like it." Roman opened his mouth but she cut him off. "You better not start with that shit where you tell me to calm down, Roman. I'm not in the mood for it."
He sighed, already knowing what she was talking about. "How'd you find out?" He asked her.
"I'm the one that watches the house when everyone's asleep, how do you think I found out?" She said, "Adam fell asleep with his laptop on, last night. It was hard not to notice that he was running a picture of both my cousin and your sister through facial recognition. You should've told me that Eliśa was with her the second you found out."
"I didn't want to stress you out. I know how you get when anyone from your family is brought up." He told her, sincerely. "But, I was going to tell you as soon as I had more information about the matter."
She pressed on the brakes, coming to a halt at the stop sign. "Don't do that anymore. Just tell me... Please." She sighed. "I've got a way to contact my cousin and it's probably a long shot, but I think it'll work."
"How?"
"Draya doesn't make a move without my uncle's word. Therefore, I'll meet up with him and see if he'll give up where she's at.
"Absolutely, not. We're desperate, but we aren't that desperate. Your uncle is... he's fucking crazy and every single fucking time we cross paths with him, we're left for dead." Lynn's family was the definition of corrupt.
Her father, who was close friends with Roman's mentor, was a con artist and her mother who was doing life at the state pen was a drug smuggler. Lynn's father had abandoned her when she was ten, just a year after her mother was arrested. He left her in the care of Mackie, who was her uncle from her mother's side and also a drug smuggler. Growing up in that household wasn't as easy as it may have sounded. Lynn went through a lot there and she had the memories and scars to prove it.
"That may be true, but we need a new lead Roman and he can give us that." She said as she drove.
Roman shook his head. "After all the shit he's put us through, after all the shit he's done to you." He took her right hand that was resting on her lap. "We'll find another way, just give me time."
She glanced at him, nodding her head. "Alright." She whispered. "But we need to keep it under consideration." The feeling of Roman's hand in hers made her feel things. Things she didn't know how to describe. "Roman... what the fuck are we?" She asked him, hoping for an answer this time.
"I don't know." He mumbled, looking at their intertwined hands. He cringed at his answer, heat rising to his face. He always got like this when she had brought it up and that was his usual answer because he didn't know. The two of them were close, closer to each other than anyone in their lives and they knew each other so well that they could write a book about it. They were intimate but not to the point where it involved sex or anything like it. The kisses they shared were passionate and sweet, but when Roman envisioned himself being with her, there was nothing but a void.
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