“Are you and Theo dating?” he blurted out. Smooth. Violet’s brows shot skyward. “Theo Bront? Why do you ask?” Roman stared at the gameboard and grappled for an answer he didn’t know himself. Why do I care? “I noticed you sitting with him and his friends at lunch.” And laughing. Violet pinned him with a curious stare. “Griff sat there too. Who else would I sit with?” Me.
