Dylan’s Point of View
After Rowan went downstairs, I found my way into the bathroom, I wasn’t sure I wanted to know what I looked like after the night before because if I looked anything like I felt then I was sure to look a hot mess. My whole body was sore, but I didn’t care I was ready for so much more of Rowan, he made me feel things that I didn’t know were possible and I loved every bit of it. I was surprised that I didn’t look as terrible as I imagined I did, granted my hair was out of control but at least it just looked like a severe case of bedhead, thank god because I had no idea where my hair tie was. I didn’t want to wait up here for Rowan plus I thought I should say hello to Lucky, I had only met him very briefly at the club the other night. The fact that I didn’t even know R
