Chapter 34: Mr. Romance

It was late at night when Rowan finally fell asleep. His mind was a mess of regret and guilt, which he would have been able to assuage if he could move. But he didn't want to risk waking up Adria, and besides, it felt so good to have her close.

At one point, she had snuggled towards him in her sleep, and he wouldn't dare move her. When he woke up at the crack of dawn, he tried his best to slide his arm without disturbing her. She barely stirred and cuddled up in a fetal position, her slow breaths hinting that he had succeeded.

How had he been so stupid? There were a million ways he could have reacted when he realized that she wasn't under birth control. Hell, he should have known she'd be completely unaware of these things, considering the Turnbulls barely let her speak or do anything other than slave away as Rhonda's slave.

But no, he had to go and ruin the moment. And he had to admit that he was hurt at Adria's reaction, too. She had looked terrified at the prospect of being pre