“He started shaking his head. “Roman Anderson, are you about to sass me?” I said in my best stern tone. “Sass?” he mocked. “If I do, will you get out your wooden spoon and spank me?” Only Romeo could turn my attempt at being bossy into a sexual innuendo. I gave up and dove my hand into the front pocket of his jeans. He gasped like a drama queen. “Rim! What will the neighbors think?” I.”
