THERE WAS SOMETHING A LITTLE TOO...TENDER... IN THE WAY ROZANOV WAS LOOKING AT HIM. AND THERE WAS SOMETHING THAT WAS FAR TOO SOOTHING ABOUT THE WAS ROZANOV'S FINGERS COMBED THROUGH SHANE'S SHORT HAIR, AND CURVED DOWN TO TRACE THE BRIDGE OF FRECKLES THAT STRETCHED ACROSS HIS FACE. HEATED RIVALRY: CHAPTER THIRTEEN



















