#Chapter 96: One Night

Rowena “Stay with me.” Eric’s eyes widened as I pulled him down, my fingers curled into a fist around the front of his shirt. I wanted him close to me, wanted to feel the warmth of his body against mine. But before I could pull him all the way to me, he grabbed my wrist and leaned back just enough to look me in the eyes. “Are you sure this is a good idea, Rowena?” he whispered, his voice low and husky and his breath fanning across my neck as he spoke. “You have drugs in your system. If you wake up in the morning and regret this…” I frowned, pressing my lips into a thin line. “I won’t regret it. I won’t.” “But—” “I won’t,” I insisted. Eric blinked at me in surprise for a few moments, but my gaze remained steady; if anything, I felt mostly fine. A bit shaken up, but my head was surprisingly more clear than it had been all night. Either the drugs that Adrian had given me were weak, or… For a moment, my mind flickered back to that day in the