Startled by the abrupt end, Rowan blinked up at Fyn, unsure of what was happening. But Fyn looked around the room as if he expected someone else to be there. Only when he was certain that they were alone, except for Burger, did he finally look back down at her.
Without a word, Fyn moved to the side and awkwardly stood back up. Rowan was left on the floor with a million questions. But no courage to ask them. Had she screwed up? Was there something she SHOULD have done? Was the kiss awful?
Charles had never complained about her kissing, and he was one of the few people she had actually kissed before. However, she hadn't been nearly as passionate with Charles as what Fyn inspired in her.
Sex with Charles had been a cool and efficient experience. Like he was with every endeavor, he knew wha
