Eloise changed and began pacing the room, suddenly feeling guilty for not telling Nicholas what happened with Yohan. She needs one more day.
She hopes Edson keeps his word. She stopped pacing when she heard footsteps outside her door and saw a shadow on the floor. A soft knock makes her shiver.
What if it’s Nicholas? Maybe he can’t sleep, either.
‘Am I ready for this?’
She slowly made her way over and opened the door.
Two glossy eyes stare down at her. His gaze rakes over her nightgown.
“Evening,” he purrs as she tries to slam the door, but he puts his foot in to stop it.
“Move your foot, Yohan!” she hisses, swallowing a lump of fear. Footsteps coming up the stairs draw his attention, and she shoves him backward, slamming the door and locking it.
Screw this!
She grabs a blan
