Rule Number One

ROWAN’S POV

For one hot, hanging second in the heavy silence after his promise, I expect him to lean down and kiss me. I brace myself for the crush of his mouth. Instead, Vance extends his hand and keeps it suspended in the space between us. His broad palm faces upward in a silent, unquestionable command.

I reach out.

The very second my skin touches his, a shock of pure heat rips up my arm. V