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Her face fell and I instantly wished I could take my words back.

“Yeah, you’re right.” She lifted her leg and began to move off my lap. “But I’m not ready to tell him. I can already hear his mouth.”

I grabbed her waist and held her in place. My conscious and my heart sparred with each other.

I didn’t know what to do.

I stared into her beautiful face.

“Fuck it.” I said and then kissed the ever living shit out of her.

CHAPTER FIVE

Mila

“I refuseto fuck you in this truck the first time.” Rowan said as he drove his truck carefully through the snow and back to his place. “Considering we now both work in that building, I doubt the parking lot would be a very wise idea anyway.”

I laughed through my embarrassment at the way he saidfuck me.He was so strong and sure in his words and movements and I’d never met a man with such confidence before. Peter would never measure up to a man like Rowan, that I knew for sure. My damn brother was hiding his friends from me. But what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. Right? Right.

My phone buzzed in my lap and my brother’s name popped up on screen. “Shit, it’s Julian.” I mumbled before answering.

“Hey how’d it go?” Julian asked,

“Great, I got the job.”

“Awesome. Congrats, little sis. Why aren’t you home yet?”

“We literally just left. Is this how it’s going to be with me living here? You watching my every move?”

“Stop, Mila. This storm is no joke and?—”

“I know. I’ll be there soon.”

“Your location shows you heading towards Rowan’s house.”

“You’re tracking me?” I shouted.

“Hello, you shared your location with me before you left the city, remember?”

Shit, he’s right. I must’ve forgotten to stop sharing.

I quickly scrambled to think of something. “Rowan needed to stop by and grab something. Then we’re headed back to your place.”

“Okay, see you soon. Love you sis.”

“Love you, bye.” I clicked my phone off and looked at Rowan. “Fuck! I forgot to turn off my location.”

Rowan chuckled. “It’s okay. Julian’s got a full day of work ahead of him with the plow. I don’t.”

“Perfect. The celebration is still on.”

Twenty minutes later, we pulled into the driveway as the storm picked up in intensity. We hurried inside as the snow whipped around us and both of us laughed now that we were covered in the fluffy white stuff.

Rowan wasted no time before he hoisted me into his arms and carried me sideways up the stairs, like how a groom carries his bride.

When we got to my room, he set me gently down on my feet and slowly began peeling my clothes off, piece by piece. When I was left in only my bra and panties, he took a step back and admired my body.

“Fuck,” He whistled under his breath as his eyes roamed everywhere. My skin flushed from head to toe under the weight of his stare, but I no longer felt shy. No…I feltsexy.

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