CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Although she hadn’t intended to, Ivy had fallen asleep in the second bedroom after enjoying her shower. A hand pushed her bare shoulder, she moaned in protest, but it kept on shaking her.
“Dax,” she said, throwing out an arm to toss aside the one prodding at her.
She blinked up at the person sitting on the edge of the bed to see that although she’d still been asleep her subconscious had guessed right.
“What the f**k do I do with you?” Dax asked but didn’t expect an answer. Whipping her towel out from beneath her, he stood up to throw it aside, then pushed her onto her back. “I know you like to challenge me, but f*****g hell, Minx.”
“Can I have my towel back?” she asked, stretching. “Anyone could walk in here.”
Digging a hand under her shoulder, he rolled her onto h
