Ryder
Ivy hasn't said anything for three minutes now. I guess what I just told her rendered her speechless.
She breathes in then breathes out slowly. "You aren't funny, Ryder."
I smirk. "I'm not trying to be."
Ivy's eyes widen in surprise. "Wh...why?"
"I don't know how to explain it." I grazed my fingers over her cheek.
"I've been drawn to you since the day I met you. I can't explain it, but being around you drives me crazy. And I know you feel it too, Ivy. You can't deny the chemistry between us."
Ivy's gaze drops to the ground. "It doesn't matter. We can't be together. We're not mates."
"Mates or not, I want to be with you," I say firmly, lifting her chin so that she looks at me. "I keep dreaming about you."
Ivy's eyes turn wide. "Dreaming about me?" she repeats.
I nod. "Yeah.
