Page 10 of Recovering Ivy

I walked back into the bar, navigating my way through the throngs of beautiful women. I looked around wondering what Ivy would say if I brought one back to the table with me. Would her eyes flash in anger, would her cheeks pinken, would she even give a shit? Fucking her again was not going to solve my problem but fucking someone else could. Wall to wall well-dressed stunning women and I couldn’t find a single one that stirred my interest. The appreciative glances my way hadn’t gone unnoticed and yesterday more than a few would’ve had my cock throbbing in my pants. But tonight? Nothing. Ivy was fucking with my head.

“Sorry about that,” I said and took my seat.

“No problem. Declan was explaining you’d like to expand your portfolio into tech. As it happens, Techwatch is rolling out a new product in six months. The opportunity is there to make serious money,” Forester said.

That was his pitch? We were there under the guise we wanted to invest ten million dollars in Techwatch and that was how he thought he’d get me to sink much-needed cash into the company? Fucking idiot. I suppose he didn’t care either way. He’d gathered all the information he needed to take back to Smart Technologies. I’d guess the CEO would have Forester’s resignation in a matter of days. Forester pulled his cell phone out of the breast pocket of his coat and stared at the screen, his face twisted into a grimace before he looked up.

“Gentlemen. I’m sorry to have to do this, but an emergency has come up at the office. I’m needed immediately,” he said.

“Is everything okay? Do I need to come as well?” Ivy asked.

Hell to the no she wasn’t going anywhere. I placed my hand on her knee giving it a firm squeeze conveying my thoughts on the matter.

“No. Actually, it is an emergency meeting for upper management. I’ll see you in the morning.”

We stood and shook hands with Forester. He wasn’t more than ten feet away when I turned and leveled Ivy with a stare. “What the fuck?” I growled.

“It’s not what it looks like,” she whispered and held her hands up in a defensive move.

“It’s not? Because from where I’m standing you’re a fucking liar. And there is only one thing I hate more than a liar.”

“I take it you know each other,” Declan interjected. “I suggest we take this somewhere more private.”

“We’re leaving alright. Garrett has a room ready for us,” I told Declan.

“You want me to tail him or come in?” Declan’s head swiveled between me and Ivy.

“What’s going on?” Ivy asked.

“Not a word from you.” I turned to Declan and answered. “Follow us back to the office. Maybe she knows something useful.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” Ivy protested.

“We have two options here. Either you strut your fine ass out of here on your own two feet and get in my car or I can throw you over my shoulder and haul your ass out. Choice is yours.”

“That’s kidnapping,” she said and crossed her arms over her chest, pushing her already impressive cleavage to new heights.

I looked at Declan, and his eyes, too, had zeroed in on the display. Jealousy welled, and a low warning growl slipped before I could stop it. I fucking hated him looking at her tits, but I hated that I cared even more.

“Fine,” she said, realizing I’d cause a scene and not care. Picking up her purse, she started for the door. She swayed and swooshed her ass all the way to the front and pushed the exterior door open before I could do it for her. I was getting ready to chastise her for not waiting for me when she turned and said, “I don’t have a car here.”

“How did you get here?” The thought of her in the car with Forester had me seeing red.

“I took an Uber.”

“Want me to take her with me?” Declan asked.

“No. She’s with me. We’ll see you at the office,” I told him and reached for Ivy’s hand.

Once again, a spark of electricity arced between our hands. “Stop doing that.” She tried to pull her hand away, but I held tight.

“This way.” I pulled her to my Rover and opened the door. Once she was secured, I rounded the hood and got in.

“Will you please tell me what the issue is?” she asked.

“Not now.”

“Where are you taking me?”