On Edge

Clara

“Is the food not okay?”

The deep voice pulled me out of my daze. I looked up, startled, to see Rowan watching me with a raised eyebrow.

I blinked down at my plate. My fork had been poking at the food, dragging the rice from one side to the other without ever taking a bite. Honestly, food was the last thing on my mind. I had no appetite. I mean, how could I, when there was a fucking vibrator