EPILOGUE
Rowan,” I hiss, half-laughing, as he pulls me in by the hips and presses his lips just behind my ear, “we are not alone.”
“I know,” he murmurs against my neck, his lips grazing my skin. “That’s the fun part.”
Rowan,” I hiss, half-laughing, as he pulls me in by the hips and presses his lips just behind my ear, “we are not alone.”
“I know,” he murmurs against my neck, his lips grazing my skin. “That’s the fun part.”