Rowan heard the bell ring and looked up from the table that she was waiting on. Seeing a set of identical, deadly handsome, and completely unexpected men walk in the door almost made her drop the plate that she was serving.
“Hey!" her customer cried when a few drops of gravy fell onto the table.
Rowan jumped and grabbed the towel that she had sticking out of her pocket and wiped up the mess that she had made.
“Oh, my god! I am so sorry! I'm sorry!" Rowan repeated over and over again.
She finished serving her customers, acutely aware of where Fyn and his brother were the entire time. She didn't want to think about whether or not they were watching her. But the feeling of eyes on her back was something that she really could not ignore.
Rowan walked back to the counter and grabbed a few
