CHAPTER 10:
Ivy's POV
I froze right where I stood.
There was a man sitting on my couch. He looked like he had been waiting for hours, one leg crossed over the other, an arm draped along the back of the cushions as if he owned the place. He smiled at me, calm and a little smug.
“Welcome back home,” he said in a smooth voice. “I was beginning to worry.”
My hands shook as I grabbed the nearest thing I could find, a heavy lamp stand. I yanked the cord out of the wall and pointed it at him like a weapon.
“Who the f**k are you?” My voice came out higher than I wanted. “Why are you here? Keep your hands where I can see them or I’ll bust your ass off!”
He chuckled, raising both hands slowly as if I had a gun instead of a lamp.
“Easy, sweetheart. I don’t mean trouble.”
“That’s what a pers
