Stella
"What are you doing? And what the f**k are you wearing?" Roman growls.
He picks me up by the large bulge strapped to my back, looking at me like he can't figure out if I'm for real or if he's in some sort of a nightmare. The type that involves clowns. With me being the clown obviously.
I must have missed him coming and dropping off the clothes at my door. He probably did it while I was focused on listening to the cry for help. Which reminds me of what I set myself up to do.
"Can I… Excuse me for just a minute." I release the belt I made from a curtain tie, causing the two pillows I had strapped onto my torso to fall, one of them to the ground and one remaining in Roman's fist. He looks at it like he's not believing his eyes.
Taking advantage of my giant warden being stunned, I
