Ciara’s POV
“What is your problem, woman!” Owen growled in my face. He had some nerve after he hid the fact that he had a girlfriend!
“You! Are my bleeping problem!” I tried wiggling out of his hold but to no avail. He had my arms pinned under his muscular thighs while he gingerly sat on my abdomen.
“The word you are looking for is f*****g. You are my f*****g problem. If you are going to be fowl, do it properly.” He chuckles. I can’t believe he is laughing at me! “Now, once you have calmed down from whatever PMS issue you are dealing with, I will grab you some water from over there so we can have a conversation on why you disappeared on me with no explanation that night.” He pointed in the direction of my shabby garage, where the mini fridge was tucked into a corner.
“Well, isn’t it y
