Chapter 47

• Her head hit the door in a soft thud as the full force of Rowen’s body pressed up against hers. She tasted his anger and frustration and relished it, and it had never tasted any sweeter.
• He wrapped an arm around her waist and dragged her to the desk. Her lower back hit the edge of his table as he lifted her and settled her on top of it. He moved to the space between her legs and roughly kissed her again, knocking a few papers off his desk in the process.
• “Look at you making a mess of things,” she mused while his lips were busy leaving the first mark on the side of her neck.