Rowan
I walked down the hallway with a firm step, my footsteps rumbling violently on the floor, my gaze fixed in front of me, Neil following me briskly. My mind had only one goal.
I spent the weekend mulling over what I should do in the office.
After Friday night's disastrous intercourse, I found myself reflecting. I had thought about what had happened, why it had happened. I've never found myself thinking about someone else while I'm trying to f**k.
Never before had a woman captured me so much that I lost interest in the others.
I had tried again. Saturday night. At the bar. I had approached a girl, everything was perfect, I was going to take her to my room, get a good f**k and make that image disappear from my head.
But while I was paying, the thought of bringing someone into my ro
