Too Late Alpha The Mate He Never Wanted (Iris and Eric) novel Chapter 39

Iris’s POV

I didn’t move. Neither did he.

The air was charged, and tense. My heart pounded in my chest, my mind kept telling me that this was a bad idea, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him as an unknown emotion rushed through me. I didn’t know what it was, and I was scared of finding out

Rowan’s fingers grazed my cheek gently. His lips parted, just slightly, and I was pretty sure I wasn’t breathing anymore.

Then—

Knock. Knock.

“Iris?” Jasmine’s voice pierced the silence. “I’m here with your meds.”

The moment shattered.

Rowan blinked and pulled his hand back abruptly like he had just touched fire. He stepped away quickly, his eyes darting to the door.

I turned my face to the side as heat rushed to my cheeks.

The door creaked open.

Jasmine walked in holding a small tray. Her eyes immediately landed on Rowan, then on me. Her eyebrows lifted, but she said nothing. The silence that followed was incredibly awkward.

“I was just… helping her back to bed as she was injured,” Rowan said stiffly, stepping fully away from the bed and rubbing the back of his neck.

Jasmine glanced at me, then back to Rowan. “Right,” she said, drawling slightly. “Helping.”

Rowan cleared his throat. “I have something to take care of.”

And just like that, he turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Jasmine stared at the closed door for a long second before turning to me with an unreadable expression on her face.

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