They lay there for a while.
Eventually, Eve propped herself up on her elbow and looked down at him.
"What happened at your father's estate?" she asked.
Dimitri was quiet for a moment.
"Do you really want to know?" he asked, and there was something cautious in his tone, as if he was testing whether she actually wanted to know, or whether she was asking casually.
"Yes," Eve said. "I want to know. I want to understand what you're dealing with."
Dimitri studied her for a long moment, his expression unreadable.
"If I tell you," he said slowly, "You're going to realize that bringing you to Rome wasn't just romantic...it was a statement. It was a declaration that I don't fear the political consequences of having you here."
"I already know that," Eve said. "I figured that out the moment you brought me. So tell me what's happening."
Dimitri pulled her close and held her against his chest, her head resting over his heart.
