CAM’S POV
I froze in shock as Ivy’s arms suddenly wound around my neck. My heartbeat raced at a faster tempo as I slowly wrapped my arms around her lower back. She dropped her hand as suddenly as she had wrapped them around me, moving a step back. She blinked slowly at me. I stared back at her, hoping I was not looking as dazed as I felt.
Seeming to snap out of it, she whirled around. “Come in,” she said, walking into the house. I followed after her, closing the door behind. As I stepped into the living room, my gaze fell on the red-haired girl on the kitchen with a glass of wine in between her fingers. Briefly, I wondered if her hair was naturally red. I moved my gaze to the empty wine bottle on the table, and I paused. Was Ivy drinking? I turned to ask her, but she was already talking
