Liora’s POV
"Mmhmm" I let out a groan, trying but I immediately felt it. Something was wrong. The first thing I felt was warmth, against my back. The second was breath, steady, controlled, definitely not mine. My eyes snapped open in panic and I froze. A bare arm rested across my waist, the hand large and unfamiliar, and the scent that filled the air, smoke, cedar, and faint spice, was distinctly masculine. My pulse spiked instantly. I turned my head, just enough to see. Rowan Hayes. In my bed.
For a solid two seconds, my brain completely short-circuited. Then came the screaming.
“What the—ROWAN?!”
I shot upright, kicked the blankets off, and shoved hard. He grunted as he hit the floor with a satisfying thud.
“Are you insane?” I yelled, clutching the sheets to my chest lik
