CHAPTER THIRTY
Vi wasn't stupid. And her anger cooled not long after she stormed out of Rowe's tiny cabin. Anger didn't usually take her like that, and it was a surprise. But emotion had a funny way of sneaking up on you.
Given everything that had happened that day from Rowe's run in with mind control, her run in with the bear, to the afternoon spent in bed together, she was a seesaw of feelings.
She probably needed to apologize to him.
But that asshole needed to apologize to her too.
She could feel the potential between them. It could be something real. Something beautiful. But not if they fought like that. She didn't want some relationship that ran between hot s*x and hot anger.
She ducked behind one of the tiny cabins and took a minute to think. Rowe had a point about not letting
