Liora’s POV
After the night with Rowan. I buried myself in work. I tried to tell myself it was for the Quinn's pack but a bigger part of me knew it was mostly to avoid thinking about Rowan. Damn that man, I couldn't stop thinking about him, his mischievous smile, his teasing smirk, his warm fingers that lights up fire in me, his soft lips that left kisses that almost takes me to heaven. He was occupying my mind every day and night.
"Damn it" I groaned, slamming my pen on the desk. Throughout the following days that had passed, I welcomed the distraction like oxygen I was breathing in. I frowned myself in meetings, appointments, paper words, anything to get my mind off him and it was working. I was soon very busy with no time to think about him or what he did to my body. No time to
