I turned to leave, but he stopped me. “Just a word of advice before you go. If something’s pulling your focus, you need to figure out what matters more. These opportunities don’t come around often.”
“Got it.”
By the timeI got off work, I was exhausted.
After my conversation with Devon, I’d worked my ass off during all my sessions and then worked a full eight-hour shift at The Golden Tavern.
When I got home, I dragged myself to my room, but came to an immediate stop in the doorway. Rowan was sprawled out on my bed with his hands behind his head, looking way too comfortable. My brow lifted. “You break in?”
His mouth curved. “Is it really breaking in when I just walked through an open door?”
I shut the door behind me and toed off my shoes. “You’ve got your own room.”
“Yeah,” he agreed. “But yours has a better bed.”
I snorted. “Is that really the only reason you’re in here?”
“That, and it smells like you.”
I crossed my arms and lifted a brow. “You planning on making a habit of this?” I didn’t mind coming home to find him waiting for me, but it was fun giving him shit.
“Of being in your bed?” he asked.
“Yeah.”
“Definitely.”
I huffed out a laugh. “I should have known you’d make use of that bathroom door.”
“Easier than climbing in a window.”
“Yeah, and look how that turned out.” Okay, maybe there was still some bitterness I needed to work through.
He dropped his head. “This time’s different.”
“You’re right. It is,” I admitted, and I watched him relax a bit.
“You gonna keep standing there, or are you coming over here?”
I pushed off the door. “You’re getting really comfortable in my space.”
“You like it.”
I stopped at the edge of the bed, looking down at him. “I liked what your mouth did to my dick last night.”
His eyes darkened. “You want me to do it again?”
I climbed onto the bed, bracing a hand on either side of him. “Fuck yes, I do.”
A slow smile spread across his face as he reached up to slip the tie from my hair, then buried his fingers in it and guided my head down until our lips crashed together.
I groaned into his mouth, settling on top of him, my jeans doing nothing to hide how hard I already was.
Roaming his hands down my back, he gripped my ass and ground against me. “Missed you while you were at work.”
“Show me how much.” I nipped at his jaw.
That was all the encouragement he needed. Using his training, he rolled us over until I was on my back and he was hovering above me, his knees bracketing my hips.
