_Rowena’s POV_
I stepped closer.
I was trying to look unbothered about it. Trying to walk over to him like it was nothing, like I did this every day, like the close proximity wasn’t doing anything to my composure. I was doing a decent job of it on the outside.
On the inside it was a different story.
“Did you speak with my Nana?” I asked, keeping my voice steady.
He nodded. His hair shifted with the movement and fell slightly over his eyes and he didn’t bother pushing it back. Just looked at me through it with that calm unhurried expression he always had.
My heart did something embarrassing.
Kyra decided that was her opening.
She surged forward with zero warning, pushing at the surface of my control with a warmth that was completely inappropriate for the current se
