With all her ranting, he'd had the good sense to appear sober and not sporting that pompous expression that he'd worn at the beginning of the night when she'd run into him. Still, Rowan sent him a scowl - though it was more of a chastising expression than a truly irritated one. She averted her gaze, pursing her lips. "In that case, I must practice more," she muttered. "Clearly I missed."
Missed what, she didn't care to clarify, rather let him wonder what she'd intended to hit instead. Might as well, he couldn't think worse of her than he already did. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she met his gaze again.
Missed what, she didn't care to clarify, rather let him wonder what she'd intended to hit instead. Might as well, he couldn't think worse of her than he already did. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she met his gaze again.


