Sean Donovan smiled gently. "If you like it, I can play for you every day!"
She could only try to change the subject. "The weather has been frigid lately. Has your leg condition flared up? Why don't I take a look?"
Sean Donovan knew he had been too forward. But after so many days without her, she was finally back by his side, and he couldn't control himself. Seeing her slight repulsion, he went along with the change of subject to ease the awkwardness. "Anna, you don't need to be so dedicated. Let me show you to your room first."
"Mmm..."
Seeing that Sean Donovan was finally letting her off the hook, Naomi Shaw couldn't wait to escape to the privacy of her room.
The main house had three floors, and Sean Donovan had arranged for Naomi Shaw's room to be on the third. She could tell the third floor was his private domain. Other than his forwardness when she first arrived, his behavior had been normal. But she was still terrified. 'This is a demon, after all.'
