Shattered Sanctuary

ROWAN’S POV

Vance freezes.

Stares down at the yellow mess dripping down his perfect abs with an expression of such profound betrayal that I burst out laughing, the kind of laughter that hurts my ribs and makes my eyes water.

“You,” he says slowly, each word dripping with disbelief, “did not just waste my award-winning eggs.”

“You deserved it.” I’m still laughing, can’t stop laughing. “That’s what