Chapter 27

Rowan

The last thing Rowan wanted or needed was a pissed-off witch. Lena’s eyes took in the book in his hands and drifted to the passed-out Kara snoring quietly in the lounge chair. Rowan didn’t know what to do. He could push past her and leave, there was little she could do to stop him. Or he could try to smooth things over. He’d learned just how pliable Lena could be. He slid the book back on the shelf where he could it and approached Lena.

“She had a couple drinks and nodded off. I’ve been dying to look around in here since I was a kid. Was this library always here? I swear it’s new.” He got closer to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Her face and neck were beet red as she refused to look Rowan in the eye. He tightened his grip on her and moved his face closer. “Come on, give me a tour. We can pick up where we left off.” He let his lips trail down her neck. Touching her set his skin on fire. It wasn’t the good kind that consumed him and left him begging for more. It was t