That surprisingly seemed to take the wind out of Gabe’s sails. Roman watched as he stared, gobsmacked, at the blond man in front of him. “It’s just—it’s just Gabe. And I’m a doctor. I don’t smoke?” It came out like a question. He was looking into Soren’s eyes like he was hypnotized. “You shouldn’t either. It’s, um, bad for you.”
