Chapter 18

• The moment the towel fell from Emma’s frame, the both of them knew that no one could stop this shimmering heat that had been waiting to erupt from them, who cares if they had a parental spat to argue with?
• Right now, they were filled with lust and heat from one another, all those awkward glances and greeting shared, all lead to this very moment, Rowan’s hands dipped down to her perfectly cinched waist, feeling Emma’s naked skin
• No alcohol, no dark rooms drugs, or hallucination to hide over this, they were doing this, and he couldn’t care less, as he was already convinced the baby wasn’t his, so he might as well fuck her senseless since he had the time, and God was she glorious,