KYL'S POV
I sat on the large red couch pressed against my king-sized bed in my room, everything was ready now, the house and everything she would ever need to be safe and comfortable.
Now I am faced with the hard part, how do I take her there without the use of force, ofcourse I could never do that to her; she is my baby, my kryptonite.
I stared at the Picasso on my wall, I stared intently hoping I get some inspiration from it, then it hit me.
I picked up my phone and dialed Ivana's number, I pressed the phone to my ears listening as it rang, at the fourth ring I heard her sweet angelic voice.
"Hello Kyl, I was not expecting your call today"
"I need you, for .. for something".
"Something, what?"
"I need you to escort me somewhere, I need your opinion on a property I bought at the
