CHAPTER 35: DID HE JUST GET JEALOUS?
IVY'S POV
The first sign that my date was going badly was the waiter asking whether I wanted the emergency exit or the dessert menu. The second was Asher Silas standing across the restaurant pretending to study a wall while looking directly at my table every seven seconds. Noah followed my gaze and slowly lowered his fork. “Is that your ex?” I nearly choked on my water. “No.” I paused. “Technically.” Noah glanced at the enormous man in the black shirt. “Technically?” “It's complicated.” “He looks uncomplicated.” I coughed into my napkin. “That's because his face has never experienced a complicated thought.” Across the room, Asher's jaw tightened. Oh, he heard that. Excellent. Let him suffer. I had spent the entire afternoon wondering why he'd told me
