easily lifted her rucksack with one hand, picking up her large leather tote with the other. ‘You okay to walk?’
Rowan stood up and pulled her bag over her shoulder. ‘Sure.’
Seb briefly closed his eyes. It was a struggle not to drop her bags and bring her mouth to his.
‘What’s the problem now?’ Rowan demanded, her tone pure acid.
He stared at the ceiling before dropping rueful eyes back to her face. ‘I keep thinking that it would’ve been easier if you’d just stayed away.’
‘Loan me the cash and I’m out of here,’ she pleaded.
‘I could...’
Rowan held her breath, but then Seb’s eyes turned determined and the muscle in his jaw tightened. ‘No. Not this time, Ro. You don’t get to run.’
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