Chapter 28: Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Eight

“What are you thinking Senja?” Definitely not Owen asks, near touching distance.

Don’t panic. “I’m thinking about your mate,” I say, covering myself. It’s enough of an explanation to conceal my silence as suspicion.

He flashes me a grin, making my stomach churn. “She’ll understand. It’s an attraction that is rather difficult to resist.” He reaches me and brushes my hair behind my ear with one hand; while stroking my bicep with the other.

My heart is inexplicably racing while my cheeks flush. Why am I feeling like this? It’s not Owen. Unless it is. No, he’s not, I think strongly as I look into his eyes; they’re making no attempt to shield his desired outcome of this conversation. “It’s still wrong Owe. It’ll hurt her. Vanna won’t understand.”

“Yes, she will,” He soothes, putting his face closer to mine.