Chapter 0160


    Kent says nothing, just turns and storms into his office, mming that door as well.


    “So, where are we off to?” | ask, eagerly smiling as | buckle my seatbelt in the front of his car. But while | was expecting words,


    lvan’s response is to ce a gentle hand on my cheek, turning my face to him.


    “Hey, are you okay?” he asks, searching my face. “That was...intense in there. Weird.”


    | melt a little, looking into his pretty grey eyes, and nod my head. “It’s...always weird in there. Casa Lippert is a strange ce.”


    “I''m starting to get that impression,” Ivan mutters, still staring at me. “It’s really good to see you Fay,” he continues quietly,


    sincerity all over his face.


    | take a deep breath, suddenly rxed, more rxed maybe than I’ve been all day, which is weird considering...well. | push that


    thought from my mind and give Ivan a real smile. Not the fake ones I’ve been pasting onto my face since he came into Kent''s


    house. “It’s good to see you too,” | sigh, taking his hand. “Really good.”


    “Good,” he says, grinning at the redundancy in our conversation. Then, he turns his attention to the road. “You want to go eat


    some seafood?”


    “Always!” | reply, suddenly eager. “Are we going to the beach?”


    “Mountains, actually,” he says as he pulls out of the driveway, Kent''s guards following behind us in a ck SUV.


    “Seafood in the mountains?” | ask, wrinkling at my nose. “When we live so close to the shore?”


    Ivan just gives me a little wink. “Trust me,” he says. “You won''t regret it.”


    Two hourster, we pull up to the most gorgeous mountain house I’ve ever seen. I’m gaping as | step out, taking in the amazing


    vista behind the house as well as the fantastic architecture of the home itself, which looks like it has about a dozen decks and


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    “Oh my god,” | whisper, staring up at it. “Is this...is this your ce?” | ask, ncing at Ivan as hees to stand next to me.


    “Yours, actually,” he relies, slipping his hands into his pockets and staring at the house.


    | frown at him. “What?”


    “This is your dad’s ce,” Ivan exins, turning to me with a smile. “He loaned it to me for the night. Told me to take you up


    here, enjoy ourselves.”


    “Oh,” | say, shrinking away from him a little, surprised. “I thought that you...”


    Ivan turns his head a little, waiting for me to continue.


    “Well...” | hesitate, “my dad and I, thest time we met, we didn’t...end things on very good terms. And he was mad that | was


    seeing you. And | kind of thought that you brought me up here because you wanted to see me...”


    “Fay,” lvan says gently, taking my hand. “Nothing’s changed. I’m still on your side. Your dad loaned me the house because |


    flipped out on him — | heard what he said to you —*


    My mouth drops open, wanting to ask how, but he just smirks at me and puts a hand up, asking me to let him finish.


    “| have my sources, Fay,” he


    continues, “and | went to your dad''s


    house, demanding that he apologize


    to you. This,” lvan says ysishrugging! |


    apsgkindptolsrds the house again,


    “is his apology. As well as his


    blessing, | guess. For us to see each


    other.” He turns to look me in the eye


    then. “Though none of that matters


    to me, though. I''d havee for you


    tonight whether he''d loaned me this


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    “Oh really?” | ask, finding myself drawing closer to him unconsciously. “And without this house, where would you have taken


    me?”


    “Cheap motel on the boardwalk,” he


    says, shrugging with a smirk. “l would


    have treated y corte Vinest fies


    tanaaive dor bill could buy —


    taken you fishing on the pier with


    nothing but a piece of corn as bait—“


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    | find myselfughing, suddenly,


    charmed by him again. He wraps an


    arm around my wais ullingrae\Y\


    se, ape detihifal vii Fay,”


    he’says. “Forget your dad — he’s a


    jerk. | brought you here because |


    thought you''d want to know that he


    was sorry. But if you don''t like it - we


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    “No,” | murmur, smiling at him, our faces close. “Let''s stay. | want to check out my property, after all.”


    Ivan nudges my nose with his, sending a little flutter through my stomach, and then pulls me towards the house.