Chapter 23Touching Zander had felt awkward at the club, but mercifully, he didn’t try and initiate anything on the walk back to the hotel. Frankly, Rowan had fully expected to be making the walk by himself. He hadn’t exactly been the Rico Suave that Alec had been so sure he could pull off.
A big part of that had been his complete disinterest in Zander sexually. When he walked in, he’d nearly been overwhelmed by the pheromones saturating the club, but they did nothing to heighten his appreciation for Zander when he came over to return the drink. Zander wasn’t bad looking, but between the scarf, the sideburns, and the cologne he wore in overload, he had “desperate douchebag” written all over him. Rowan had only been able to feign attraction at all because he had sniffed out what corner Alec
