Ivy (Castle Ink Book 3) Page 17
by Amy Davies
“You seen enough, or do you need more time to ogle me, Jem?” His voice is gravelly, just like it’s always been. His voice has always been something I love about him.
My heart stutters in my chest at the sound of it, and from the nickname he uses for me. I swallow the thick ball of emotion in my throat and answer him.
“What do you want, Knox?”
He smirks at me and steps inside my place. “I was driving home and saw the fucknut and the bimbo sprinting from the house, so I wanted to see what had happened.”
“You don’t need to know shit, Knox, so you can leave,” I say, and grip the frame of the door, ready to close it behind him