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“Why do you have that thinking-face on?” Ivy asked with a small smile, keeping the plates in the dishwasher.
I managed to keep my eyes on her face and not her bare thighs. “Thinking face?”
She nodded, her finger hovering over my eyes and mouth. I ignored the urge to pull her closer, holding her wrist and check for myself if she was wearing anything underneath that damn hoodie.
“Your eyebrows are pinched together and you have that dark gleam in your eyes whenever you are thinking,” Ivy said, her voice light. Her blue eyes dropped to my mouth. After three seconds, she looked away, licking her lips.
I didn’t think it would be wise to tell her that that was my I-want-to-take-you-over-my-lap-and-check-if-you-are-naked-underneath-my-hoodie-and-spank-you-like-a-naughty-brat-you-are look.
“I agreed with your brother that I will have a few sessions with you,” I said, holding her wrist and lowering it from my face so I could meet her eyes. Her pulse was beating wildly underneath my thumb.
“Sessions?” She breathed.
Naughty. Fucking. Girl.
The corner of my mouth curled. “Not those kinds of sessions, you naughty little Petal,” I crooned, slowly rubbing the pad of my thumb over her pulse. “Therapy sessions.”
“I wasn’t thinking anything.” Her cheeks turned the loveliest shade of pink. “Therapy sessions? What? You will be my therapist then?”
“Yes, Petal.” I let go off of her wrist and stood up, easily towering over her as she craned her head to look at me. “I will be your therapist and you will be my patient.” I said the words that I’d never say in front of her like a porn star about to bend her over the dining table.
And like the beginning of any porno, she stuttered, wide doe-eyes blinking up at me.
“But I am…” she trailed off.
I raised my brow and continued, “If you don’t want to sit in the same room with me after tomorrow’s session, Hayden or I won’t bother you again, Ivy. Give me one day, one hour.”
Her slender throat bobbed as she blinked up at me. I held the reins of my dirty thoughts and watched the way her face softened, agreeing with me like I knew she would.
“Okay, I will have a session with you,” she whispered.
I hid my smile.
Good. Fucking. Girl.
