Aidan
I made the decision at the spur of the moment to make Ivy live with me.
As we sat outside on the patio, quietly eating breakfast, I got to really look at her. It was at this moment that I made my decision. I wanted her to live with me.
Because she looked so damn beautiful.
Because I wanted to see that beautiful face first thing in the morning.]
She could hate me all she wanted, but I didn't care.
"Don't look at me like you want to kill me with that butter knife," I said to Ivy, grinning.
"I am honestly considering," she said through gritted teeth.
"Perhaps you should spend that energy on something more fun? How about going on a tour of the Island? I can have Joseph arrange one for you," I suggested.
I could see the indecision on her face, but in the end, she nodded.
"Fine." She said grudgingly. "Anything to get away from you."
I smiled, "That's my girl."
