IVY
Quickly taking a step back from me, Nixon stared at me wide-eyed while his lips stayed parted and I looked him head-on without batting an eye.
If I were going to do it, it was best to do it without backing down.
So I covered the space he created between us to look him in the eyes and his eyes frantically searched mine.
“Ivy, did you just?” He asked and I nodded my head.
“You didn't want it?” I asked and he shook his head.
“It's not that. Did you… Perhaps kiss me because I bought this jewelry for you?” He asked and I was a bit put off by that question but I didn't blame him for wanting to know since my parents only liked him because of the gifts he got them all the time.
“Certainly not. I kissed you because you told me I looked beautiful. It's been a while since someone genuinel
