Chapter 133
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I’m almost breathless when he brings his face back to where it
was before, our noses almost touching.
“And trust me, you are funny,” he says, surprising me by not
kissing my mouth and instead pressing his lips to my other cheek
instead.
I can’t help but smile back at him, as he looks at me levelly again.
“And yeah,” he whispers, smirking, “you’re kind of a dork.”
I laugh uproariously at that, tossing my head back and shaking
with the laughter that pulses through me. When I look back at him
again, I can see him laughing just as hard, right along with me.
I almost can’t believe it, how much fun I’m having with Kent’s
worst enemy.
Maybe Kent just has bad taste in men. Because Ivan is a blast.
We both pull ourselves back together, Ivan reaching for the drinks
on the bar and handing me mine. I sip from it, staring at him, at his handsome face and the sexy pinup tattoo that wraps around his
neck.
“You don’t think I’m a dork,” I say teasingly, taking my sip from my
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drink. “Because you wouldn’t like a girl who’s a dork,” I say,
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leaning forward, trying to bait him into coming closer. “And I
think, Ivan,” I say, pausing and not bothering to stop the grin that
stretches across my face. “I think you like me.”
“Really, Fay?” he asks, leaning forward again to bring his face
close to mine. “Did you just figure that out now? The Ferrari
across the road wasn’t enough?”
“No,” I say, narrowing my eyes, my smile dropping a little bit. I’m
serious now, not playing anymore. “But I thought…I thought you were just trying to date me for…for who I am. For the connections you would make, if you took me away from Daniel.”
Ivan doesn’t flinch at that. Just holds my eye contact, his face steady. “Honestly, Fay?” he says, his voice as serious as mine now. “It started that way. But you are a surprise. Every extra
minute with you,” he says, his eyes drifting down to my mouth,
“has made me want to do this more and more.”
And then, slowly, he lifts his hand to the back of my neck, tangling his fingers in my hair, pulling me closer.
I exhale, my stomach turning over with anticipation, and close my
eyes.
But.
The kiss never comes.
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Instead, I feel Ivan’s grip loosen, and see the color change on the inside of my closed eyelids from purple to orange. I blink my eyes open, looking towards the now–open door leaking sunlight into the room as Ivan straightens on his stool next to me.
“Well, Fay,” he murmurs, looking at the six guys in suits who walk into the bar, their eyes on us. “Looks like you have a decision to
make.”
They see us, then, and steadily walk over, their faces deadly.
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