“Stand,” he barked. Rowe stood. With a jolt, Tem realized he was hard, his cock standing just as surely as he did. “Look at you,” Caspen said, his voice sharper than a knife’s edge. “Turned on by a blunt.” Tem still didn’t know what that word meant. But she knew she had never seen Caspen so angry, and despite the warm afterglow seeping through her, she felt suddenly afraid.
