I fixed the leg of your nightstand. It vibrated.
Rowan would flipping kill him if he invaded her privacy. Their floor dinged and the doors slid open. She half expected to see the taunting bastard waiting on her. All clear. She quickly squelched her disappointment.
He thought he’d won something with his cute little texts. A shame that. Hugh was about to get schooled.
Matilda spoke of the evening as they let themselves into the suite. It was obvious she’d enjoyed the night. Several friends and acquaintances were there.
“I’m exhausted though, sweetheart. I’m going to turn in, and hopefully, if my son can refrain from a dawn’s early arrival, I’ll be sleeping until noon.” She laughed.
Rowan laughed, too, but her body also tingled at the thought of having Hugh’s hands on her again. Wishing Matilda a good night, she entered her bedroom, and glanced at her nightstand. Rowan didn’t really believe Hugh had done anything. He had to be guessing. Still, she would enjoy paying him back.
Rowan first dug through one of her bags until she found the camera remote to her phone. She propped her phone against the bathroom sink with the camera on so she could get the angle just right of the glass shower door. She quickly took her makeup off and got undressed, putting her hair in a bun so it wouldn’t get wet in the shower.
It was easy from there. Turn the water on, produce a bit of steam, just enough to tease the glass with a hint of misty opaque. Rowan positioned her body in a similar pose to what she’d discovered Hugh in when she’d gone into his bathroom those many months ago. One lean arm stretched above her head; her hand wrapped around the remote to hide it. The other arm went low, the illusion that she was touching herself.
She clicked several photos. Satisfied one of them would work, she showered and, in great anticipation, looked at the pics. Selecting the most provocative where her head was tilted back, her mouth slightly open, on a moan perhaps, and her eyes looking at the camera. There was a hint of puckered nipple and a blurred hand below.
Hugh only thought he’d won something with his texts earlier.
She sent the photo with the caption,Who’s vibrating now?
Rowan threw on a t-shirt and climbed into bed.
Goodnight, Hugh, she whispered before closing her eyes, a smile on her face.
13
Rowan stretched, smiling at the light peeking through the window shades. She’d slept amazingly well. She needed to call her sisters. They’d be waiting for updates about last night’s date. Her hand felt around her nightstand to grab her phone off the charger.
The nightstand recalled to mind what she’d done last night. Oh my God, Rowan still could not believe she’d sent that picture to Hugh. Served him right, but still. Raven and River would shit if Rowan confided in what she’d done.
Swiping up to open her phone, there were several texts. William, Nan, Raven, River, and…Hugh. She’d save Hughs for last. Her body tingled in anticipation of what he’d written. If he liked it.
Nan sent a picture of a new flower garden at her new home. Marrying Devlen had transformed Rowan’s grandma. She seemed so full of life. It was heartwarming to see that Nan was adding flowers, making the new house her own. Nan texted her sisters and Rowan together.Never worry. I am keeping the flower gardens at your place beautiful as well. You three had better come visit before my new great-grandbaby gets here. I mean it.They might be able to swing a weekend now that her job was wrapping up earlier than expected.
Her sisters used a joint thread to text Rowan this morning.
Row, you looked stunning at the charity. The Social Edition pics online are gorgeous! The one after the charity is smoking. Can’t wait to hear how the night turned out for you and Will. Call soon.
Damn, Row, how many people asked you where your sidekick Flit was hiding? LOL Totally nailed Pocahontas—Will could have been your John Smith, I suppose. Call us already.
River, don’t you remember. Rowan always hated that show because she wanted Pocahontas to choose Kocoum.
Oh, yeah. Moody and broody’s always been her thing.
And big.
Dark hair.
Muscles.
Rolling her eyes at their teasing, she opened William’s next.
Will apologized again for working last night.I laid in bed for hours last night, regretting that I hadn’t found a quiet corner so I could taste your mouth again. I’ve thought of little else. You are an incredible woman. I will miss you when I leave town today. Would you consider coming to Houston next weekend? I will send my plane to pick you up on Friday afternoon. Talk to you soon.
Rowan sighed. He was wonderful, but she could already feel herself pulling back. He told her he’d thought of her for hours last night. Kissing her again. Rowan spent her time taking dirtypictures and sending them to another man before she happily fell into a deep sleep.
She wasn’t ready to give up on them yet. She and Will could be…something.
