Tessy had already relaxed back in her seat, scrolling through her phone when the door was pushed open again, and in walked a fuming Roman.
His jaw was clenched, his fists balled at his sides, and he looked like he was ready to explode at that moment. His eyes burned with frustration, and there was a storm in his gaze that had nothing to do with the weather.
Tessy wondered what was wrong with him and why he was back so soon. Also, why was he glaring at her as if he wanted to bore a hole between her eyes?
"Why will you ask me to order a plastic penis for you?" Roman blurted, his voice booming in the room before Tessy could even ask him what was wrong with him. His words hung in the air, and the heat in his tone made Tessy's eyes widen.
"Plastic penis?" Tessy's brows flew up, but her mind began to wonder how he got to know what it was so fast. He was supposed to wait for the package to arrive, and she had wanted to see his reaction after she unboxed it.
