Ivy’s POV
This man was pure perfection. He could play my body like a violin; if I didn’t have my ass perched on a cold slab of stone and legs that felt like jelly, I would have given him a standing ovation. When I woke up early and went out to the balcony to get some fresh air, I never had expected the night to go this way.
I had woken up plagued with guilt over the jealousy I felt towards my best friend. It wasn’t Emerson’s fault that my life was crazy, and Vlad was right; she had had to deal with her fair share of crap as well, since she was thrust into the supernatural world. But, no matter how crappy things were, I wouldn’t change a thing because everything I had been through had led me to Vlad and our daughter, whom I was yet to meet. Without them in my life, I wasn’t whole. I spent
