rowansouthern:
She nodded at the womanâs explanation, âItâs nothing â I understand the importance of caffeine.â It was partly true; Rowan enjoyed the rush she got, how quickly she focused and could get through the morning until her mood dropped by lunch, just in time for her to relax and stuff her face. And, if she were honest, it was nice to have an excuse to escape the office some days.
She chuckled at Emeliaâs words, hands moving to cross under her breasts as she listened. âYeah,â she inched forward, couldnât help herself. âWe definitely went to school together.â A small grin appeared on her face, hands moving to smooth over the pencil skirt that stopped just below her knee. It was rare she wore anything lower than mid thigh in school, even in winter where sheâd throw on some stockings, enjoying how people gaped at the garters that appeared when she sat a certain way. âDonât worry, they still allow for easy access.âÂ
emelia smirked, raising her eyebrow slightly at rowan, knowing that the brunette was reliving the same memories as her. Her eyes followed the movement of rowanâs hands, watching as she smoothed down her skirt, gaze lingering before catching the otherâs eyes again. She definitely had aged well, just as sexy in mature business clothes as she was in short skirts and crop tops 13 years ago. âI bet they doâ she replied, smirking.
âif I remember correctly, you shot outta this place even faster than i did.â she said, in place of an actual question about what rowan had been doing. âmade your nice little valedictorian speech and nobody heard from you ever againâ she chuckled lowly âthere was a rumour you were a playboy bunny for some reasonâ she chuckled. âbut looks like we all end up back at luxbourne at some point, huh.â












