Emma paced back and forth in her room, now reeling from the moment that she kissed Rowan’s cheek."You're dumb, Emma; you really, you’d say one thing and you’d mean another,” she says to herself. She was quickly distracted by her son's humming to a cartoon, and that quickly took her mind off it.Her son Ryan was busy in the living room, his mind fully on his book with his crayons, and Coles was keeping himself busy.She had agreed to Rosita's coming, but that would be in a few days. She had to tell and explain to Ryan her plan; she didn’t want him to feel abandoned at times.She walks to the floor, laughing and taking a seat on the floor to face her soon. She takes a crayon and joins him. “This is pretty, Ryan. Do you want me to color here?” She asks Ryan, who nods."Yes, ma’am, please use the red on the bird,” he notes, and Emma quickly obeys. She loved spending quality time with her baby, and she loved how smart yet innocent he was."So baby… I wanted to tell you about something..um

Emma awkwardly sits down on the couch in Rowan's living room. A part of her still couldn’t believe that they had barged into Rowan's house without any warning, and now he knew how to accommodate them.She was surprised and pleased that Rowan, whom she knew and who had gotten heated from living together all those years ago, had agreed, "I can’t believe we are doing this." Emma called Amy, who snickered, taking a sip of her wine.Raya was still neutral about the whole thing but had a lot on her mind as she pushed herself off her seat, kissing Amy before she stood up. "I'll be right back; I need to ask my brother something,” she said before she left them.She walked to Rowan’s room, and Rowan was in his walk-in closet, changing into a casual sweater and hoodie. He’d gotten an update from Keith that they’d be meeting a special client who would like to construct a mall with the help of Rowan Company.As he texted Keith back, he heard his room door open, looking to see that it was his sister

Before Emma knew it, she was taken to her room and pampered and powdered up by Raya, who was more than excited to help, even though she was nursing a hangover.Layla had chosen a casual yet soft look: a pastel purple gown reaching her mid-thigh, her hair left to curl around her shoulder, and white sandal heels that matched her bag. She couldn’t thank Raya and Amy enough.Especially when she saw how handsome her son was in a dark blue top and black pants. He looked at her and exclaimed, "Mama, you look so pretty." Ryan squealed excitedly."So do you, baby; you’re so handsome," she called to him. Her phone then buzzed, and it was Rowan telling her he would be there in a few minutes. Her belly churned with excitement but also with nerves.She was going out with the man who she had a sex dream about; yes, they had slept together before, but Emma couldn’t help but feel like she had committed a crime about it. “..Emma!” Amy called, breaking her thoughts and getting her attention back as she

Emma's pleasure was immense; this time she wasn’t drunk and relived all the pleasure, and their skin merged as one.She let Rowan take her from the entrance of the house to the couch; their naked skins slapped against each other, and her sex ached for more from him.They changed positions until they ended up inside his room, giving each other the last climax of the night before Emma fell on him, her body limp and weak from rising. Rowan kissed her, watching her as her breath calmed and watching her until she slept."God, Emma, only you can be this crazy for you, and I want you so much. I love you, and I hope you can fully trust and forgive me soon,” he mutters, watching her chest rise and fall as she sleeps and until his eyes become drowsy and he falls asleep.They slept for many hours, and this time when Emma woke up, she didn't. She stretched up, quickly shooting up from the bed, but there was no one beside her.She wondered if she hallucinated last night, but this was her bed or he

"Eric," Rowan says as he looks to Keith, who was as surprised as him, especially since the client wanted everything to be discreet."Mr. Rowan,” Eric called, moving forward to offer a handshake, knowing Rowan couldn’t refuse, especially since the whole room was full of his employees and Eric’s associates.They had to be professional.And even as Rowan tried to concentrate on the meeting, his eyes were still on Eric, who looked smug. Most times he had seen Eric in casual wear, and when he said they had a chain of stores, he paid no mind to it.But even right now, Rowan King couldn’t help but feel intimidated; this man was also rich and ready to take Emma as his, and he even loved her kid too. He tapped on the table.He didn’t hear Keith call him until he was asked, “What do you think about this president?” Keith says with a raised brow and his eyes narrow at his friend, telling him to focus on this project right now.Rowan wanted so much to be leery and say no to this deal, but he knew