Rowena’s Pov
Alpha Alexander was tempted to kiss me.
He said he was bad at restraining himself when he wants something, and thus, he sent me out of his room. But one fact I couldn’t ignore was his state at that time. If he hadn’t been drunk, would he have said something like that?
Obviously not. Drinks had a way of clouding one’s judgement. For all I knew, he must not have recognized it was me.
“We are here, ma’am.” Dean’s voice from the driver’s seat pulled me out of my trance of thoughts as the car came to a stop. I realized we were already in the parking garage of the convenience store as I looked out through the window.
I removed my seatbelt, about to climb out of the car when I noticed Dean opening his door. “No, stay here. I won’t take long.” I said quickly, stopping him.
