“Amy please, I know I have treated you like a piece of s**t. And to be fair, I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I am asking for it.” He had walked halfway across my room, and I followed him. “Even if you can’t forgive me fully. Can you please just give me an inch? Can we be friends?” He whirled to find me behind him and he jumped. “f*****g hell.” He settled. “I need you in my life, Amy. In any form you will give me.”
“Rowan.” I grabbed his face.
“What?” He looked confused.
“You have never scented me.” I dropped my hands as his face fell.
“Yeah, I have.” He shook his head.
“Rowan. No, you haven’t.” I shook my head as I stepped back. “You always scented me as said I smelt wrong, because you were right. I had to hide my scent from Brandon. But you can’t be selective about how your
