No Regrets Even in His Presence

POV: Sloane

Rowan’s furious gaze burned intensely into my damp hair and the loosely tied knot of my plush white robe. He was still standing frozen right by the threshold of the front door, yet his wide, horrified eyes had completely bypassed the towering, half-naked presence of Kaelen. Instead, Rowan’s attention was obsessively locked onto me, taking in my flushed, glowy skin and the undeniable,