Ana stared at the scene and blinked. Garrison had extended his hand toward her while Rowan was already waiting for her with his open hands.
"It is a husband who escorts his wife." Garrison eyes his son with a raised dark brow. His voice was low with censure but Rowan did not back away.
He stiffened but stood his ground while keeping his eyes on her as if waiting for her to choose him and she did. She wrapped his hands around his small palm and held his hands making Garrison's eyes squinted.
He growled with frustration but she only chuckled and wrapped her another hand on his arms so that he could escort her.
"Who said that two gentlemen can not escort one lady?" she asked with a raised brow when he chuckled,
