"I didn't see her face, just thought her figure was great. Brother Rowan, come on, tell me—introduce her to me next time, won't you?"
"Get the fuck out of here!" Jesse Rowan kicked him hard in the knee.
The man dodged and grinned slyly. "Brother Rowan, you're getting serious, aren't you? Only when you're serious would you be unwilling to share, huh? Looks like it's true—are you planning to make her your steady girlfriend? Or maybe... you've fallen for her?"
"Wayland Pierson, fuck your sister!" Jesse Rowan cursed angrily, his expression dark, his eyes filled with a vicious tint. "A woman like that—do you seriously think I'd consider her girlfriend material?"
"I don't have a sister. Want to fuck me instead?" The man named Wayland chuckled gleefully, staring at the furious Jesse Rowan while patting him on the back. "Don't be mad, Mr. Rowan. Chill out, alright? I was just kidding. Everyone knows our Mr. Rowan is picky—won't just go for anyone."
