Chapter 601

Roseanne Cole clung to the man like a child holding onto a tree for dear life. In this moment, she was the koala, and Owen Reynolds was her sturdy eucalyptus. "I'm so, so sorry, I didn't mean to- that dog scared the living daylights out of me..." she stammered, trying to find her footing and disentangle herself from him.

But-

His hands remained firmly on her waist, the warmth from his grip penetrating even the thickest layers of her winter coat, sending a rush of heat throughout her body.

A blush spread across Roseanne's cheeks, blooming into a deep crimson that even tinted the tips of her ears a delicate pink.

"Pro-Professor..." she managed, putting a bit more effort into her struggle.

Yet Owen's grip was unyielding, as if his hands were clamps locked around her.

"Scared?" Owen suddenly spoke, his voice a husky whisper.

It was unclear if he was referring to the dog or the current, rather intimate, predicament.

Roseanne nodded, "A bit."

dog or the

jumped up, aren't you?"

as if they might start bleeding from the sheer embarrassment: "I'm

The dog had come barreling out of nowhere, and in the narrow stairwell, she had nowhere to hide. Standing still would have meant taking the full brunt of the animal's charge. Despite the awkwardness, Roseanne felt

not realizing how close her lips were to his ear. As she

away from his body but not loosening his grip entirely, just enough to create some

asked, his voice even raspier than

of her sneakers had been knocked off in the commotion, spirited away by the mischievous dog. Glancing down at her sock-clad foot,

to go

idea even

stairs in her socks. Instead, he hoisted her up property and began the ascent to

arms, Roseanne could only gaze up at his chiseled jawline, feeling

all

her

a calm

the moment, she inhaled the

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