"Francesca is someone who is used to bending the truth for her own benefit. If I were you, I wouldn’t believe a word she says," Rowan said before he captured my hand and began placing soft kisses against its palm. All the while, he stared down at me, and I found my heart skipping at a dangerous speed in my chest. I was stunned speechless as I felt small jolts of pleasure running from the palm of my hand and up my arm until my body trembled slightly.
"She’s probably still out cold now at the bar. I guess that’s a fair price for trying to get me drunk," Rowan said before letting out a small laugh.
"You left her there?" I asked without hiding my astonishment.
"Someone will take care of her and bring her back in due time," Rowan replied dismissively before he continued leisurely kissing my
