“Paul is fucking my mom.” Eyes closing, Rowan sighed. “Yeah, I know. He has been for a week now. Which is why I know all the lies you told me about not being allowed over here are bullshit. Scoot over.” “Why?” “Scoot, Rainey. Don’t make me move you myself.” Rowan crawled onto the mattress to spoon me from behind, his strong arms wrapping around me, holding me tight to his warm body. Burying his face in my neck, he planted a soft kiss on my skin. “I’d say I’m sorry about your mom, but I’m not. What you’re feeling right now is what you’ve made me feel for years.” Anger coiled deep in my belly.
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