"Scott! What are you doing?" Rowan's hands shot to the other's shoulders to push him off. As if on cue, his heart thumped faster in fear. His hands trembled, as well as his whole body. With the kind of power Scott had, it could easily turn into a wrestle.
It was just that Rowan couldn't even stab this man anywhere. A kid and a detective were in the room outside. If he made Scott bleed, was he supposed to escape the responsibility of traumatizing a little boy? Mr. Wuzzy wasn't even there to cover Avery's eyes.
However, Scott only saw Rowan's struggle as a response to his provocation. Moreover, with the other squirming against him, his body began to grow excited. Right, so what if Duke could lay Rowan on a bed? He could still do the same, and Rowan even had no choice but to surrender.
