Page 100 of Recovering Ivy

“Am I interrupting?”

“Yes. But it’s never stopped you before.”

Ivy’s little hand slapped my chest and I rolled my eyes. “I mean, what can I do for you?” Sarcasm laced my words.

“Just thought I’d tell you the President is here to see you.” Jasmin laughed.

I turned my chair to face the doorway and found Tom Anderson standing next to Jasmin, a broad smile on his face.

“Oh, shit,” Ivy whispered and tried to jump from my lap. She’d already met him briefly at the hospital the night Linc and Jasmin had the boys, but obviously she was still freaked out.

“Please don’t move on my account. I’m going to visit with my niece and the twins. I’ll give you a moment to wrap up.” Tom winked and left my office.

“Did that just happen?”

“It did.”

“Kill me now. Do you think he knows we were making out?”

“Absolutely. Why do you think he left?”

“He’s the President.”

“He’s also a man. He knows there is no way if I have my woman on my lap I’m not gonna kiss the hell out of her.”

“I have to go.”

“Go where?” I chuckled. Her face was getting redder by the second.

“Gah. The nearest closet so I can die alone in peace.” I busted out laughing. “Zane, it’s not funny.”

“Baby, it totally is.”

“Whatever,” she huffed, triggering another bout of laughter.

“Love you, Zane.”

“Love you, Ivy.”

“Listen, I hate to do this now but Sarah’s body was recovered today.”

I watched for any signs of distress and was happy when I didn’t see any.

“How? Where?”

“In a hotel room. Overdose.”

Her brows pulled together and she looked lost in thought.

“You okay?”

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Ivy

Was I okay? I sat back in Zane’s arms and took stock in my life. I was happier than I’d ever been surrounded by good people. Yes, I was doing more than okay.

“Maybe I should feel bad or something. But honestly, I feel…nothing.”