Practice Makes Perfect (When in Rome, #2)

by Sarah Adams

“What the hell is going on in your head right now?” he asks, pulling me from my fantasy. My face flames. “Nothing. Let’s change the subject.” I squirm in my seat, suddenly feeling both hot and awkward. Will can never know what was going on in my head. He hums, grinning like he somehow already knows. I wad my napkin and throw it at him. “You don’t know.” “I think I do.” He circles a finger around his face. “You wear all your thoughts on your face. So openly. You were taking my clothes off in your head.” I gasp like an outraged matronly woman. “Absolutely not.” His eyes sparkle. “How naked did you get me? All the way or just to my underwear?” I bury my face in my hands. “Moving on! What’s next?”