King Luca’s POV
Rose tenses, her body leaning back towards mine just slightly, before clearing her throat and striding towards the bed, flopping herself onto it and crossing her arms.
“You know, I never was very good at sharing. Maybe you could bunk with Johnny? Or, hell, you are the king, make him bunk with someone and take his room.”
I chuckle as I use the towel in my hand to continue drying my hair.
“That sounds like an abuse of power.”
She shrugs and watches me until I toss the towel into the bathroom.
The idea of Rose in my room, on my bed, has me wondering if I truly was saving myself for my mate, or if I was saving myself for her.
Well, that’s a no-brainer.
Definitely for Rose.
“Have I mentioned that you look better without your ridiculous cover up on?” I close the gap betw
