Hendrix held her delicate, soft hand, his thumb gently caressing the smooth skin on the back of it.

“What is it?” he asked.

“I want to buy another car. Commuting has been inconvenient,” Lilith said, her eyes clear and gentle as she voiced her request.

Suddenly, Hendrix’s pupils contracted, and his previously gentle gaze turned sharp. He looked her over.

People said she’d changed, yet tonight she seemed just as she used to. But ...