It was weird, but zipping my black dress and staring at myself in the mirror felt nostalgic. Perhaps it has been a while since I get to dressed up for an assignment.
A tiny dagger was strapped around my right thigh. Inside my boots, I kept a handgun hidden and on my hair, a sharp needle formed part of the bun.
The small part by my ears was curled nicely. The dress was a halter top. Not too sexy, but also not so conservative.
"Well," I mumbled. "I think I look presentable enough."
Satisfied with my appearance, I strutted out of the room, smiling. Maybe Jace and I will have a moment after this assignment.
Or maybe I should just wait until we reached the new hideout. Either way. I was thrilled so long as Seven doesn't separate me from Jace; I think I'll be fine.
We could do without Ryan, though.
