Whispers of Ambition

ost count. Whenever she let her mind wander just a little, Rowan's

e greenhouse behind the house. Perhaps he loved the grapes and strawberries grown in tha

. Courteous as he was, he didn't refuse his host's invitation and listened to him talk for hours about leaf colour, soil ca

ly spoke when they addressed her, as much out of shyness as nervousness. Her rehearsals in front of th

He was distracted by Jeremiah's explanation of the difference in flavour between fruit produced on a large scale and t

ste, but the moment she was able to look more calmly at that man, she knew that if there

watch on his wrist gave him the professional air of someone who was only there

muscular body. With a broad back, firm hands and arms that Jane could only assume he had worked out from a very young a

Jane wanted, so most of it was left to her imagination. This wasn't a

ful she'd ever had the chance to see. His teeth were as white as milk, his nose sli

never been curious about them before, but seeing that mouth making ge

ngers in her palms and bit her lower lip to suppress her promiscuous thoug

s moment wouldn't fill her with confused thoughts again. Even though she didn

nappropriate videos on her secret mobile phone when they were fourteen, so she recognised the curiosity

r fingers cramped as she held each wooden bead was the same reason sh

even that exceeded God's will. She needed to keep herself pure and untouch

After all, Rowan was already practically her husband. In a w

an she would be sharing a bed with in the future wasn't completely wrong

of her fingers on the rosary beads also lessened and they return

d been kneeling. Her eyes roamed over the rosary in her hand without really looking at it. Her head flo

't even had the chance to talk to him directly, had left her in the clouds, she just