Rowan looked at me, exhaustion in his eyes. "Soren, I appreciate you checking on me, but I don't need either of you arguing over me like I'm a damn prize to be won."
Adrian chuckled. "Well, if I were competing, I'd say I'm in the lead."
I shot up from my chair so fast it nearly fell over. "You want to test that theory?"
"Soren!" Rowan snapped.
I forced myself to take a deep breath, rolling my shoulders back.
The assholr, still as smug as ever, stood up as well. "I should get going. But Rowan," he turned to him with a softer smile, "I'll check in again soon, alright?"
He nodded. "Thanks, Adrian."
He shot me one last victorious smirk before sauntering out of the room.
I turned to Rowan the second the door closed. "Are you seriously letting him cozy up to you like that?"
He gave me a flat look. "Soren, don't start."
I crossed my arms. "He's clearly interested in you."