ROWAN
I stand on the porch, watching Nova walk past me without so much as a glance in my direction, frustration courses through me like wildfire. What the f**k! How dare she ignore me like that? The thought gnaws at me, festering like a wound that refuses to heal. I clench my fists, my nails digging into the flesh of my palms. How does she get to have so much effect on me so effortlessly? I resist the urge to call out to her, to demand an explanation for her insolence. Why can’t I f*****g have such effect on her? f**k!
I bury my clenched fist in the rails and head for my study. Landon immediately follows me.
I throw open the door and turn to face Landon, my frustration boiling over into anger. “What were you discussing with Nova?” I demand, my voice sharp with irritation. “And don’t try
