By the time we were done, Rowan took me to his apartment. His words were, “I thought you can see the place before you move in,” so I didn’t protest and did as he wanted.
Plus the whole, “I’m not ready to move in because we’re not married,” was a load of crap that Rowan made up to cover the truth.
I had agreed on the night I said yes to be his bride, I told him I don’t mind as long as it was something that would keep me safe and the people around me out of harm. And it seems to us, my parents loved the idea also as they seemed a little too excited about it when I told them at last week’s dinner.
Swan and Stanford came back thirty minutes later, my shirt was cleaned and dried. But Rowan just simply told them I’d be wearing his jacket, and Swan’s shirt would be returned soon by him. The j
