So this... this was the guy he heard his Bella speak of. The Roman approached and put on a smile to be friendly. Would he recognize Romulus?
Gilbert just stared at him, blinking slowly and glancing behind him just to make sure there was nobody else that this person could be staring at. Okay, awkward.
“So, either you want to kill me, or you owe me money,” Gilbert finally said. “Which is it?”















