NICOLE

When Mason arrives, I'm waiting for him outside with my arms folded while Roman is leaning against the door frame, watching the car approach.

I can see his confusion even through the windshield. I've applied some makeup to my face, but some of the injuries are still visible. I force a smile, but Mason's frowning and he looks pissed as hell.

After he climbs out of the car, he slams his door shut. "Nicole?"

I gulp. "Hey, Mason."

He closes the distance between us and grabs me by the ...