"Oh, Olivia cared if I fucked up in front of the town, but otherwise, she couldn't care less. Even then, she could wipe their memories, they wouldn't remember anything, and therefore there was no embarrassment." He snorted. "Now that wouldn't have happened. I'm sure she'd have stopped you with her mind."
Roman almost asked what kind of feeding, considering what happened the last time she had her period, but that was too personal right now. "I appreciate it, and I know you offered before the love spell, which makes it better, if that makes sense."
He shook his head. "No, definitely not you. We still did those things together, and I don't mean just the sex. We talked, we slept together, we had meals together, we acted like a real couple. We didn't act; we were." The distinction was important, because they weren't playing pretend. "You're not being an asshole. I know what you mean, but I don't want to hurt you by just continuing to do what we were doing. It'd be easy." Sabrina was familiar and safe now. "But I don't want to wake up one day and we settled, because Peter and Nick aren't here. The sex? That's the easiest for me. We can fuck whenever we want. But the relationship? I have no fucking idea if we even can when we're both thinking about someone else."