Ivy suddenly felt like a teenager with her first crush after hearing Xander openly admit that he wanted to take their relationship seriously.
Not that she would have let him back out after everything that had happened between them.
Raven had always been the type to live life on her own terms. She hated being tied down and rarely let herself become attached to anyone.
But when it came to the people she truly cared about, she never hesitated.
And that was exactly what had happened with Xander.
It had taken one night—and perhaps one drink too many—for her to finally sort through her feelings.
Does that mean we're actually... together?
The thought made her glance toward him.
Xander was staring out the window, seemingly lost in thought.
Even from the side, he looked ridiculously handsome.
A smile spread across her face.
Then another.
And another.
Why does this feel so nice?
The warmth blooming inside her chest was impossible to ignore.
"Ivy."
