Chapter 25

ROWAN

There she was, sitting pretty in my shirt. Her eyes, the color of storms.

She stared at me and in order not to get lost in those eyes again, I forced myself to look away.

I was never one to look at a woman twice so what’s different about Elara? Why is it so easy to stare at her? No. It’s easy to stare at anyone but with Elara, why is it so hard to look away? Heaving a sigh, I strolled into t