Lisa's POV
"Done." I said the moment I walked into the room, Ivar was seated on the bed with his phone before his face; I imagined he was probably rectifying what he must be tracked for. "Noah would be staying for the weekend if you don't mind. He told me he loved me tonight. I wanted to keep that energy for a while." I said as I leaned closer to his body.
He dropped his phone by the side, then slid his hands around my waist; his eye held mine, and I watched them trail down my exposed cleavages.
"Sure, he can stay, just for the weekends. He told me about it earlier today." My mind flashed back to the moment this morning when the little boy whispered something in Ivars's ear. And it made me grin a little bit too wide; Noah was just a darling.
