Page 26 of Clint & Ivy

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Page 26 of Clint & Ivy

“Sure,” Vanessa replied to Rowdy. “But a secret affair with an out-of-town fox makes more sense than seeing a rando at the store and sweeping her into his life.”

Rowdy jumped up and walked over to Ivy and me. “This rando is hot. Sabrina would get it. Your numb muff has blinded you to Clint’s reasoning, Nessa.”

“Stop shaming my muff,” Vanessa muttered. “Besides, Clint doesn’t have a heart. Remember that time he was getting his knob—”

Rowdy interrupted his sister. “Let’s not say anything that might make our president flip his lid.”

While I rolled my eyes, Vanessa insisted, “Ivy knows blowjobs are a thing. Don’t you?”

“Yes, I do,” Ivy replied, surprising me.

Rowdy smirked. “Well, I choose to believe in the power of love. When will you have your first kid?”

“In three years,” I replied since they were getting on my nerves. “I want to spend two years getting to know Ivy first. You know, since we just met yesterday.”

Vanessa narrowed her eyes while very deliberately removing her phone from her jacket. She winked at me and began furiously texting the other foxes in the club.

Rowdy remained at my side. His icy blue gaze left Ivy and focused on me.

“What?”

“I don’t agree with Rock,” my cousin said and smirked. “You’re not fucking nuts.”

“Thank you. Be cool later when everyone’s together. I want Ivy to feel comfortable with our family.”

We both looked down at Ivy. She glanced up at us, seemed intimidated by Rowdy. After a second of freezing up, she looked to me.

“Can I meet the other dogs?” she asked, completely disinterested in the teasing going on.

“Hell, yeah,” Rowdy said and gestured for her to follow him to the dogs sitting together in the grass. He stroked his black-and-tan dog while explaining, “Now, be careful with my boy Goblin. He likes to nibble pretty girls’ little fingers.”

As soon as Ivy’s hand went near Goblin, he started gnawing. Her resulting laughter made me smile.

Eventually, the chilly morning drove us back into the condos. Ivy couldn’t take her eyes off the three dogs dancing around our feet on the ride up in the elevator. Though I assumed she was focusing on the animals to distract from her nerves, she smiled just as wide once we were alone in the condo.

“Am I your girlfriend?” she asked after giving Hanzee fresh water.

Scanning my phone messages, I immediately replied, “Yes.”

“But we haven’t kissed.”

“We will.”

I looked up from my phone to find Ivy standing right next to me and staring with an almost devious gaze.

“Can we kiss now?” she asked and gave my body a once-over glance before focusing on my face again. “I can brush my teeth again if you want.”

Grinning at the way she admired my body, I shoved my phone into my jacket. “We’ve known each other for less than twenty-four hours. I’m still figuring you out. Why rush?”

“I was in your bed earlier.”

“Exactly, but you knew you were safe. If I’d been kissing all over you last night, would you have felt that safe?”

“Yes, because you saved me.”

My fingers traced her smiling lips. “There’s no harm in savoring these early parts of a relationship.”

Ivy’s expression flipped from alluring to wary. She only knew what she’d learned from entertainment. I wasn’t behaving like she expected.


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