NATHANIEL
Her little wracked moans filled the room distracting me from the outside world. Soft little pants. The squeeze of her over my shaft. I was a goner.
Then I heard those three little words. So quiet I could barely make them out. But my confused mind did make them out. Somehow, through the haze, I knew what Rowan said.
My body shot stiff at the revelation. I hadn’t thought Rowan would feel this way. I wanted her to cleave to me before I ever told her. I wanted to make sure I would never lose her. Because a life without Rowan wasn’t an option.
I knew I f****d up as soon as I froze.
I hesitated. Not because I didn’t feel the same.
Rowan was different. After all the years of emptiness she experienced, she needed verbal confirmation. And I should have given it to her.
Rowan was
