IVY’S POV
There was a sharp knock on my door, so I swung out of bed to open it, coming face to face with a tired looking Devin, resting by the doorframe. I opened the door wider. “Hey,” I said. “You look exhausted.”
He blinked at me, then shrugged. “Yeah. Can I come in?” He asked and I nodded, stepping aside to let him in. He walked into the room and I closed the door. I turned around just in time to see him sit on my bed and lean down to take off his shoes. “Thanks,” he said to me.
“Stressful day at work?” I asked, my arms slightly folded across my chest as I watched him.
He gave me a slow, tired smile. “It’s always a stressful day at work.”
“I know.” Devin really worked harder than anyone I knew, and he made sure everyone under him worked just as hard too. It was one of his best, a
