Chapter One Hundred-Three

I turn around to face the doorway so fast the towel loosens and nearly slips from my chest. Roman walks in with an expression of scary calm, he studies me from head to toe as I hurriedly rewrap the towel around my body.

I force a smile, why didn't Damon delay him more? I haven't gotten my nerves under control yet.  I look behind Roman at Damon to convey my displeasure and Roman follows my eye sight. He looks from me to Damon, he knows something is up.

"Damon, get out. She's barely dressed" Roman calmly tells he's cousin, his gaze still fixed on me.

Roman's eyes tells me I have some explaining to do. Damon doesn't complain but gives me one last glance before walking away and leaving. Now, it's just me and my scarily calm boyfriend who goes ahead to shut the door, leaving me nearly naked, absolutely nervous and with no escape route.

"What was that about?" Roman asks me bluntly, walking closer to me in slow steps like a predator. And