Asher’s POV

I hated the way her face fell in disappointment when she saw me. I hated the frown on her face that caused her forehead to crease.

I wanted to scoop her up in my arms and kiss the frown away.

“Flower, I—”

“My name is Ivy,” she cut in, her voice stern. “And I’m asking, what is this about?”

I sighed, closing the distance between us. “If I hadn’t told the lie that Janine was calling for you, would you have come?”

“You very well know I wouldn’t!” she spat in disgust and made to storm off, but I grabbed her hand and pulled her back to me....