Nova
The servant opens the door and shut it after me. I step inside, I’m met with the sight of Rowan pacing back and forth, his brow furrowed in deep concentration. I can feel his gaze burning into me as I enter the room, and I can’t help but meet his intense stare with one of my own.
For a long moment, we simply stand there, locked in a silent battle of wills. His eyes boring into mine with a fierce intensity that sends chills down my spine, and I find myself unable to look away, mesmerized by the raw power emanating from him.
These same eyes met mine a little over two months ago, and they have since been the best set I’ve seen. Just the intensity of his stare makes my tummy flurry. Memories from that night tries to engulf me, but I force myself and tear my gaze away.
Damn! What was I
