CHAPTER FOUR
"What the f**k?" Rowe, the shifter bodyguard she was supposed to be picking up, shot off the bench and stepped into her space. A lesser woman might have backed up. Vi stood her ground. He shot a glance up and down the hall. "Someone could have heard you," he hissed.
"In the empty hallway?" She didn't need to look to see that. Her senses told her enough. Rowe's was the only aura in the hallway beside her. And it was spiky and bright red with desire.
He had dark brown eyes and his pupils were blown wide. His lips were open and begging to be kissed. His chin was covered in stubble that could tip over into becoming a beard if he waited long enough. A desperate part of her wanted to feel it against her body.
He was a few inches taller than her and somehow managed to loom. She w
