I"ve been dreading this day all f*****g week.
I know Ivy"s blind date isn"t real, and she"s only doing it to amuse her sister, but I"m still not happy. Though I"ve never been the possessive type with any other woman, not even Hadleigh, Ivy brings it out in me.
Not only do I not want any other man getting the idea he can touch her, but I can"t even stand the thought of him sitting next to her. It fills me with a rage I haven"t felt in a long-ass time. Ivy’s so f*****g special to me and sweet that I can"t risk losing her to some country club boy who"s never gotten his hands dirty.
Not when I"m falling hard and fast.
It’s why I’m bribing my little sister to meet me at the bar tonight. It"d be suspicious if I showed up alone, so I need a wingman. Or rather, wingwoman.
I told her to invite
