Chapter 18 : Poor Timing

*Rowan*

Seeing Genevieve standing in my doorway like that kicked my pulse into overdrive. Whatever god was listening had answered my prayers. She was back, standing before me wide-eyed and panting, begging for me to let her in.

I tugged her inside and pushed the door closed. Feeling her skin against my palms already had me hungry for her. The leggings she was wearing accentuated her full, round ass. Her T-shirt was fitted enough to hint at her willowy figure. I knew how fit she was underneath and still vividly remembered the way her skin heated at my touch there.

My mouth was on hers in an instant. I kissed her with more depth and passion than I had kissed anyone before. Her mouth moved fervently against mine. I ran my hands down her back, cupping her ass and holding her hips to mine.

I was so thankful she was here. It didn't matter that any of this wasn't right. It didn't matter that we could never truly be together. What mattered right now was that she had come back to me. Sh