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Once she leaves, I go to my computer and schedule my Uber since my dad confiscated my phone. I throw the key to the building and the address in my purse and head outside to wait. I’d really like to text Nash and tell him I’m on my way since I may be late. I grumble to myself about how much of a jerk my dad is. The car arrives, and I climb into the backseat and tell Juan, my driver, the address.
It’s only a twenty-minute drive but it feels like hours as excitement burns through me. I have no idea what this surprise is, but if it involves Nash, I’m in.
“Here you are, Miss.”
I take my card out and hand it to him as I stare at the vacant building. I have no idea what this is all about, but I guess I’m going to find out. He hands my card back. I put it back into my wallet and immediately exit the vehicle with the key in my hand. I make it to the door, insert the key, open it, and step inside. Glancing around at the naked dark gray walls, I’m confused. I don’t understand why I’m here. I look up to see the track lighting throughout.
“Princess.”
I spin around, “Nash.”
Placing my hand over my heart, I attempt to calm my racing heart. “What is this?”
He steps over to me, cups my face, leans in, and slams his lips to mine. I forget what question I even asked and moan as he slides his tongue against mine. When Nash kisses me, it’s so sensual. It’s hard and soft, vulnerable and demanding, all at the same time.
He pulls back slightly and shakes his head, “Twelve hours away from you nearly kills me, baby.”
Nash smiles radiantly, nearly causing my panties to melt, “This is your gallery, Princess.”
I stare at him, not understanding his words, “What?”
He nods, “Yes, Princess. This is your gallery.”
I blink fast, “How?”
“I bought it for you. For you to showcase your talent and sell your paintings.”
“Are you serious?”
He smiles, “As a heart attack.”
“Nash I-I-”
He holds his hand up, “Hold on baby girl. There’s more.”
“There’s an apartment upstairs. The court order states I had to live with my dad for ninety days. That time is up today. We can either live in the apartment upstairs or I can buy a house. I want you to live with me, Ivy. I don’t fucking care where, but I need you with me every night. I need you to not fucking leave.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
NASH
Ivy stands staring at me with unshed tears in her eyes.
“I don’t understand why you would do this for me.”
Chuckling, I say, “Silly, beautiful girl, I’m in love with you. You’re mine. It’s my job to give you everything you want and need. It’s my job to help you grow.”
“What if my paintings aren’t good enough?”
Shaking my head, I say, “They are.”
Ivy wraps her arms around me, “Thank you.”
She tilts her head back so she can look into my eyes, “I love you, Nash.”
“I love you too, Princess.”
“We’ll move in just before your gallery opening unless you want me to buy a house for us.”
