Chapter 18
Owen watched Ivy walk away from him, the wind catching her hair and swirling it behind her as she reached her car and climbed in. He had to close his eyes and ball his fists to keep from following her. He wanted to demand she come home with him and wanted to fall asleep beside her. Before he’d seen her car late this afternoon, he’d decided he would try to stop relegating his feelings for her to stolen moments at the office. He didn’t quite know what he was doing, but he couldn’t compartmentalize her to a corner anymore. Dinner seemed like a normal thing to do under the circumstances. He sensed she was guarded against him, and he wanted to show her he was done trying to hide what was happening between them.
Dinner had been one long, slow tease for him. As was the case every mom
