[Rosco’s POV]I step out of the shower to find Denali sitting on the edge of the bed, looking uncomfortable. I had to admit that it was kind of cute. Honestly, all of her expressions were adorable, and that was why I couldn’t stop the need I felt to pick on her.After coming to an agreement at the b
[Denali’s POV] I take a few calming breaths while I examine my reflection in the steamy mirror. It was official; Rosco was dangerous. Despite swearing I would never allow another man into my heart, I couldn't help but get swept up in his energy, and before I realize it, I'm wanting to believe that
[Rosco's POV] I lay awake, listening to the sound of Denali's soft breaths as she slept soundly beside me. I had to admit that for someone who was so on guard earlier on, she was completely oblivious to the danger that lay just beside her. Sighing, I gently brush a strand of hair off her forehead,
[Denali's POV]Flinching, I try to ignore the sudden hunger that flashes in Rosco's eyes while he takes me in. Could I have been right, and his acting kind all along was an attempt to get me to lower my guard so that he could do something?“Are you just going to stand there?” He asks, taking a step
[Denali’s POV]Anastasia’s pitiful expression shifts to one of shock over me calling her family, but as quickly as it shows, it is gone, and she is beaming.“That’s great!” She giggles. “I would hate for us to have any grudges. After all, as my sister, you must be my maid of honor.”This time, it wa
[Rosco’s POV]I watch as Denali walks away, and once she is out of sight, I turn my gaze toward Roger, who is watching me curiously. If he was aware of what I wanted to speak to him about, he wasn’t showing it. Or he was just doing a damn good job of hiding it.“This involves business, yes?” He fina
[Denali’s POV]“Right, the agreement.”Disappointment rushes through me as my moment of delusion fades. Of course that was his reasoning—nothing more, nothing less.“What?” Rosco asks, reaching out and gently grabbing my chin. “Were you expecting something more?”Jerking backwards, I slam my head in
[Rosco’s POV]I stare down at Denali, taking in the look of resistance and hurt in her eyes, while her words begin to slowly wrap themselves around me like a fucking noose.Until the doubt disappears.Until the fucking doubt disappears.And whose fault was it that she had this doubt? Oh, right, it w