That very night, Aaron finalized my marriage agreement with Rowan.
However, Ruth and he were torn about the wedding date. The family's psychic claimed that half a month later would be highly auspicious, but Ruth thought it was too rushed. Fearing it would look like they were slighting me, she insisted on pushing it back to plan a grander ceremony.
During this delay, I caught Rowan slipping up.
Whenever I leaned in close, his breathing would noticeably hitch. When I pulled away, his eyelashes would flutter anxiously, almost as if he couldn't bear to let me go.
If I hadn't shared a bed with this man countless times in my previous life, he probably would have fooled me.
I leaned close to his ear, whispering in a sultry tone meant only for him, just like I used to during our most passiona
