I hustled into his bedroom, breathing a sigh of relief that he'd only brought me up clothes for today. The dress pants and blouse weren't something I'd have worn around Samson normally. Maybe Rohan didn't plan this? Wondering would make me crazy. I slipped into my clothes and the shoes he'd brought. He'd thoughtfully fetched some makeup, too. I needed the mask.

I strolled into the living room, armor in place. "Will you text me later?" Asking not demanding since demon or psychopath, ...