Daylan's POV
It was past 7 PM already and no sign from Samantha. Maybe I could wait for an hour. Maybe she was trying to get away from her husband. I sat at a table in the lounge of my hotel room, waiting for her. If she doesn't bother to show up, I won't hesitate to go over there and give her a piece of my mind and tell her husband everything.
A gentle knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts. I stood up and walked towards the door. I looked through the peephole. It was Samantha. I was so relieved. Opening the door, she looked at me with huge eyes, pulling her jacket closed.
"Come in," I stepped to the side, gesturing with my hand for her to enter, and she did. I closed the door behind her. "Can I get you anything to drink?" I asked as I turned to face her.
"No, thank you. I
