Rowan kept me on his hips and carried me effortlessly out of his ‘blood cellar’ while I softly kissed him all over his face and neck.
“If we take the elevator it’ll be much faster,” he said as he kissed me back.
“You have an elevator?”
“Uh-huh.”
“That is so crazy,” I giggled.
“Listen girl, if you’re 200 hundred years old and don’t have coin stacked away; you’re doing something wrong.”
“I would feel the same way about you if you were doing something wrong, although I can’t imagine you doing anything wrong” I told him as we got off the elevator on the second floor. With me still wrapped around his waist he showed me the theater room and his home gym that was nicer than any gym I had ever been in. The third floor had four guestrooms, each with their own bathroom, “as you can see, we
