ROWAN’S POV
I hummed to myself as I turned off the oven and took out the perfectly baked chocolate cake out of the oven.
I set the three pans on the counter, praying they would cool off in time for me to stack and frost them before Gianni’s party later.
I smiled, knowing we were celebrating him tonight.
I was so proud of him and more in love with him than I’ve ever been. He’s changed this last year, turning into the man I always wanted him to be.
At first, our connection was just physical—well at least on his side. I’ve always been invested, mind, body and soul.
The s*x we shared was explosive, hot, and just overly kinetic. It always felt like our bodies were meant to be entangled together when we touched each other.
His dominance paired with my submissiveness created a perfec
