Chapter 177
- Rosalina's POV
- I cleared my dry throat, lowering my gaze straight down to the tips of my black leather flats to keep from staring at the damp, glistening skin of his broad chest.
- "It's really not that early, Vesper," I argued in a soft, defensive mutter, feeling the heat linger on my cheeks. "My watch only says ten minutes ahead of our schedule."