He dipped his head, holding her gaze. It was only when he was an inch away that he finally closed his eyes and lowered his head to her center. Rowe did what the others did not. The basilisks before him had merely pressed their lips against her, touching her for only a fraction of a moment. But Rowe’s tongue dipped inside her—curiously, as if he wanted to taste her—and Tem couldn’t hide the way her breath hitched with pleasure. As soon as it happened, Rowe drew away in disgust.
rowe wants that cookie BADDDDDD
